"Never Talk to People While Waiting in Line at Disneyland" | Creepypasta

[Music] let me first get this out of the way I love Disneyland I always have the Haunted Mansion higher to the Caribbean Space Mountain call me a goofball if you want I love them all as long as I can remember there is always a certain rush of magical excitement whenever I talked about it that smell of the trains axle-grease mixed with fresh popcorn as you take first steps down Main Street your first glimpse of Sleeping Beauty's castle sitting bright and vibrant against the Southern California Sun the wonderful dilemma of having to choose between the Matterhorn or mr. Toad's Wild Ride all of this comes with one caveat the crowds but with such great adventures about to happen who cares we're all here for the same reason well maybe not everyone these feelings I have towards the happiest place on earth were ones I so wanted to share one day with my own kids and for the most part I have my son who is 10 years old is just now appreciating the magic admittedly however not as much as I did at his age last week I saw his excitement finally spill over as we parked the car and hopped on the train for our annual summer visit in late August the crowd sometimes thin out his school seasons are beginning this is different for us having homeschooled our son since the 4th grade we have more freedom with our schedule than most and this trip to Disneyland has become our unofficial end to summer and a start to his school year we all have our favorite rides my wife and I Haunted Mansion of course my son's favorite surprisingly is the Jungle Cruise looking back it was a fitting place to meet them while waiting in line for a ride with a savage survivalist named a bow ride where everything goes wrong and you're attacked by all sorts of wild animals because that's what they are wild animals they seemed normal enough a wholesome family of five and friendly as can be it was the young boy about the same age as my son that started the conversation I hadn't noticed that they were talking but soon we all became locked in an enthusiastic conversation about our favourite place in the whole world and they sure knew their stuff like what years the rides were built oral histories about rides long gone and when I heard the dad Walter call his daughter Ariel I knew these people were way hardcore Disney Falk Walter and Belle have been together for over 20 years and with her three kids Ariel Donald dawn and woody make up the most intense disney landers one could ever meet everything about them was branded by Disney in some way or another from the matching Mouse ear t-shirts or the branded lanyards filled with collectible pins right down to Ariel's pink Minnie Mouse sneakers even the teenager of the group woody or his fair share of the Magic Kingdom flare and they talked about the place as if it was their home addressing some employees by their first names funny thing the employees certainly didn't respond as if they knew or even recognize them it was nothing but confused looks in return maybe that should have been the first sign we could have picked up on or the fact that they were all named after Disney characters but we didn't in fact after that first ride we became Disney pals so to speak we went on a few more rides together and it was nice especially for my son since he homeschools making friends can be challenging and watching him mixing it up with Ariel and Donald was gratifying both Walter in Belle were nice too and were filled to the brim with all sorts of Disney and effects Woody however was not so friendly he would stand there quiet and observant but he was a teenager after all after a ride on Peter Pan's flight we stopped off to get a refreshing cola and have a quick seat to rest we sat together in the shade as we waited for the kids to finish their drinks meanwhile Walters Disney Land stories started to become strange I'm actually a lifetime member of club 33 Walter said at one point out of nowhere and with an infectious enthusiasm those unaware Club 33 is an exclusive nearly impossible to get into VIP only private club located in New Orleans square it was hard to swallow and he was a lifetime member and my gut instinct called this out as but his promise of us having lunch at this exclusive club kept my doubts at bay maybe it's true I thought let's do a few more rides that head over he said I politely tried to steer in the direction of breaking away but he insisted we join them I could see that look in my wife's eyes the one that's telling me to man up and cut this cord but hey club 33 is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity as we all got up to leave a notice Walter took my sons empty soda cup from him he proceeded to dump the leftovers into the trash can then take the mouse in your lid and straw combo he handed it over to Belle who placed it in her fanny pack Walter looked at me and smiled his bright white row of teeth everything's a souvenir he said we should have left them right then and there but we didn't instead the kids began deciding which ride to go on next and being the pacifists my wife and I are we just went along with it my son broke out his Park map to give it a look somewhere in the process he gave himself a nice and deep paper cut across his thumb I didn't notice until we were all waiting in line at the haunted mansion when I heard Ariel explained to my son that he should suck on the cut to stop the bleeding and gave him a napkin to use instead she kept insisting that he suck on the cut I found her persistence about it unnerving but it was later within the darkness of the stretchy elevator when I saw Ariel with my son's thumb in her mouth that my unnerving turned into terror I was frozen in shock and what I was seeing and so was my son she was sucking the blood from his cut my father way instinct grabbed his hand and pulled it away from that little shits mouth she looked at his mouth as innocent as a porcelain doll stoic and calm I looked around to see if my wife had noticed but Walter was talking her ear off in fact everyone's ears this ride was the last one mr. Disney worked on himself before he died he boasted out to the annoyance of everyone in the line I tried to corral my family so we could ride together but in the nonstop conveyor belt commotion I saw my wife ride away with Belle and I was stuck with Walter I made sure my son was squeezed in with me ariel and donald rode together woody wrote alone for the duration of my favorite ride Walter proceeded to explain away details from every scene we passed through the hydraulics in the animatronics the techniques used to create the Holograms I learned more than I needed to or ever wanted sitting there while he systematically ruined my most favorite and cherished dark ride but even more disturbing to me was the little blood sucker in the car behind us and my wife sitting next to God knows what to our front we were trapped all I wanted to do was get us the hell off this thing in a way from them as the ride finally came to an end the narrator's warning beware of hitchhiking ghosts suddenly took on a whole new meaning I rushed us off and asked the first employee I saw where I could find a first-aid station who knows what kind of disease these people could be carrying and that girl was sucking on my son's fresh-cut Walter tried to steer us toward club 33 I took my family's hands once we were entangled amongst the crowd and changed course to Main Street keep walking don't look back my wife understood what I was doing and went along we walked briskly navigating the scores of people for what seemed like forever hoping those weirdos were not behind us once we got to Main Street I finally glanced back and saw nothing we lost then I nervously dumped globs of first-aid ointment on my son's thumb explaining to my wife when I saw you're not gonna believe what I saw either she replied as I wrapped a disney-themed band-aid around my son's greasy thumb but there was no time to discuss we needed to make a decision we ultimately decided that instead of leaving the park altogether to head over to the sister property California Adventure we did pay for a park hopper pass and those damn things aren't cheap why let some freaks ruin our last day of summer them plus we were super hungry once a California adventure we sat in the corner of the most out of the way eatery we could find and started to relax as our food digested I told my wife about the paper cut sucking incident and she told me what she had seen it was just as disturbing while on The Haunted Mansion she got a glimpse inside Belle's fanny pack where she saw a clear plastic bag with stuff in it what kind of stuff I asked use tissues gobs of matted hair as it was pulled from a hairbrush flattened out disney soda cups remnants of someone's leftover fast food from the park what looked like to my wife a used dry and blood crusted tampon Nina top this all off our sons mouse ear soda lid straw combo that Walter had taken earlier we sat there stunned almost paralyzed to even move the only thought that came to my mind was what the look there's woody my son stood up pointing at him I had turned to see his tall and hunched over linky figure passed by in the crowd he was alone I quietly saw my son down and tried to make like a hole in the wall my wife and I locked eyes again we knew it was time to go home but when we got up they came into the eatery out of nowhere where'd you guys go Walter belted out with a giant smile full of teeth they took their seats blocking us in I glanced over a woody sitting a few tables down all by himself and grinning like a madman he was following us what should we ride next friends there was a slight change in Walters voice as he spoke like he knew we were on to them I think we're heading home it wasn't buying my wife sly home it's barely too we sat there trapped again then an idea hit me I mustered up my best polite person persona and suggested another ride Miki's fun wheel their kids lit up with excitement my wife looked at me like I had five eyeballs I just played along and tried to act just as excited we can get a car all to ourselves and ride together Walter was overcome with joy while waiting in line my wife was squeezing my hand so hard I thought she was going to break it but I had a plan and it was nearing deployment especially as we inch closer to the loading platform the most important thing was to keep this family of freaks in front of us every time my son mingled too close to the front I'd pull him back as inconspicuous as possible keeping us together and it was working except for woody who kept lingering behind us there's only three groups ahead of us and my heart was lodged into my throat this play didn't work I'm not sure what we could do next I had to execute this perfectly the big gamble with us how many riders per car which was eight perfect it was our turn next to board and I had managed to get us in the perfect position there were two our front and therefore would board first even that creep woody when the wheel turned in our gondola was ready I casually took my family's hands game time once the freakshow boarded I pulled my wife and son off to the side and squeezed us back through the line we quickly made our way past puzzled faces until we reached the nearest place to exit I looked back to the Magnificent wheel now starting to turn where I saw those creepers crammed into their gondola trapped my plan had worked I met Walters eyes one last time before they disappeared higher into the sky they were pure darkness we spent no time getting out of there not even waiting for the tram in high trailing back to the parking structure once we got into our car and let out a huge sigh of relief what are you doing start the damn car my wife is not so relieved and she wouldn't be until we were completely out of there I started the car and backed out looking first to my son in the back seat a feeling of anger came over me what a shitty day for him I noticed this band-aid was gone it fell off somewhere he said fitting I thought we drove home in silence it's been almost exactly one week since our doom trip to the happiest place on earth we've had a few family talks about not letting things get in the way of our fun time no matter where we are we should not let that bizarre experience get in the way of future visits I mean happens right I was feeling really optimistic about everything until I went to collect the mail yesterday there was a plane unmarked envelope mixed within the week's mail I opened it and inside was my son's band-aid along with a note written on it's a small world stationery it read everything's a souvenir your friend Walt you [Music] you

Channel: ClancyPasta

Views: 389,317

Rating: 4.8397241 out of 5

Keywords: creepypasta, audiobook, narration, scary story, creepy story, creepypasta narration, nosleep, nosleep narration

Id: hVqIzrovwbA

Length: 17min 38sec (1058 seconds)

Published: Mon Sep 11 2017