🎒🏫G'DAY LEGENDS and WELCOME...to LITTLE LEAVES DAYCARE! 🎒🏫
WELCOME TO Little Leaves Daycare! 🏫🎒
Just create a 6-part horror arc, and it’s easily one of the creepiest but also WEIRDEST things I’ve written in a while. If you like slow-building dread, weird kids, doors that draw themselves, and whatever’s pulsing in the basement, this one’s for you. Open to feedback though on this particular ODD tale!
It all starts with a broke college student taking a too-good-to-be-true night shift at a daycare that just… showed back up one day. No job listing, no explanation, no one else around. Just the kids.
And that wall.
🔪WHAT IS THIS STORY ABOUT!! 🔪
🖍️ Crayon doors that open on their own
👁️ Kids that don’t blink—and know things they shouldn’t
🪵 A hidden basement you can’t find until it’s drawn
🧠 Reality unraveling one weird, fleshy step at a time
What you gotta know about this Daycare...
The daycare reopened without warning—no records, no staff, just lights and children.
The building remembers people, even if they don't remember it.
The children don't age, don't blink, and know things they shouldn't.
Their drawings become real—doors, stairs, places that didn't exist before.
The crayon isn't just wax—it's warm, sticky, and sometimes still wet.
Time breaks inside—memories shift, loop, or vanish entirely.
The body reacts first—marks, holes, even objects emerging from flesh.
The daycare follows rules—but you have to figure them out.
Mirrors lie. Identity cracks. You may not be the first "you" here.
There's something behind all of this—unseen, patient, and shaping everything.
It doesn’t want to scare you....It wants to keep you.
It’s horror with body weirdness, memory loss, looping time, and just enough existential panic to keep things fun!
Also....YOU ARE ALL AMAZING! 💜💜💜💜💜
I mean it—this story exists because of your support. All you legends contribute to making this podcast push the envelope on the stories I acquire, make, and design myself. Thank you immensely legends!
Have a WONDERFUL Week you legends!!!! You're freakin EPIC!
Behind the Crayon – Extra Lore for my PATREON's!
-- Some Spoilers, Read AFTER if you worried about that --
There’s something wrong with the daycare—and it didn’t start yesterday. Officially, the place never reopened. There are no records of new ownership, no flyers, no listings. But one day the lights just came on. The doors unlocked. The furniture was in place, the toys cleaned. Like it had never closed at all. Some locals insist it burned down. Others say it was condemned. But everyone remembers it differently—and that might be the first sign something’s off. The building doesn’t just exist. It waits. And when it opens, it chooses who walks in.
The children aren’t quite children. They arrive silently, without parents, and seem to know things no child should. They don’t age. They rarely blink. Some of them speak in phrases that feel half-remembered, like they're quoting something buried deep in your own memories. Their drawings are more than creative expression—they're catalysts. Instructions. Blueprints. What’s drawn becomes real, and once something is drawn into the world, it stays. The drawings don’t fade. They pulse. And sometimes, they open. What’s behind the crayon isn’t imagination—it’s construction.
Time slips inside the daycare. Memory fragments. Identity bends. Some people come out changed, others don’t come out at all. Visitors report seeing photographs of themselves from decades past, or discovering notes written in their own handwriting that they don’t remember writing. And then there’s the basement. It doesn’t appear until a child draws it. It shifts locations. Sometimes it’s beneath the building. Sometimes… it’s not. But it’s always connected to something older, deeper, and watching. The story isn’t about ghosts. It’s about transformation. The daycare doesn’t just haunt you—it repurposes you.