The Carrot Killer
This is the first Trollpasta made by ChatGPT, I told the AI to make an idea for a Trollpasta and explained to it what the site is, then told it to write how the idea could be like.
I never thought I would be afraid of vegetables. But that was before I met the Carrot Killer.
It all started on a dark and stormy night. I was walking home from a late-night movie, when I heard a rustling in the bushes. At first, I thought it was just the wind. But then, I saw a shadowy figure emerge from the undergrowth.
"Who's there?" I called out, my voice shaking with fear.
No answer.
"Show yourself!" I demanded, trying to sound brave.
Still no answer. The figure was getting closer, its shape becoming clearer in the darkness.
That's when I saw it. A giant carrot, towering over me like a monster from a nightmare.
I ran, but the Carrot Killer was faster. It chased me all the way home, its leafy fronds flapping in the wind. When I finally made it to my front door, I turned to look back.
The Carrot Killer was gone.
But it wasn't long before it returned. It started showing up in the most unexpected places, like my bathroom or my kitchen. And every time I saw it, I couldn't help but scream.
"You're just a carrot!" I shouted at it one night, as it loomed over me in my bedroom.
The Carrot Killer didn't reply, but I could see the malice in its beady little eyes.
"What do you want from me?" I cried, my voice rising with panic.
The Carrot Killer didn't answer. Instead, it just stood there, grinning at me like a madman.
I knew then that I was in real trouble. The Carrot Killer was determined to get me, and I had nowhere to run.
I tried to warn my friends and family about the Carrot Killer, but they all laughed at me. "You're just being silly," they said. "There's no such thing as a killer carrot."
But I knew better. I knew that the Carrot Killer was out there, waiting for me. And I knew that I had to stop it before it was too late.
So, armed with nothing but a salad fork, I set out to face the Carrot Killer once and for all. It wasn't easy, but I managed to corner it in my kitchen.
"Die, you vegetable fiend!" I screamed, plunging the fork into its heart.
The Carrot Killer let out a blood-curdling scream, and then it was over. The monster was dead.
I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that I had saved myself from the wrath of the Carrot Killer. And as I looked down at the lifeless vegetable, I couldn't help but laugh.
Who knew that a carrot could be so terrifying?
Written by Godlys
Content is available under CC BY-SA
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