The Cabinet
Every family in every town in every country on every continent has one. It’s a cabinet, not particularly odd, not out of place. The paint was peeling a bit on the corners and the knob was a bit loose. The inside smelled like dust and the paint wasn’t the same as the kitchen walls. You hid in there once during a game of hide ‘n’ seek. No one told you it doesn’t open back into your reality. Don’t worry, you can’t tell the difference. But everyone misses you. Copyright Statement: Unless explicitly stated, all stories published on Creepypasta.com are the property of (and under copyright to) their respective authors, and may not be narrated or performed under any circumstance.