Tacos make everything better. :happy:
I like her logic though for not going back to the house and waiting for her brother. Smart girl.
Tacos make everything better. :happy:
I like her logic though for not going back to the house and waiting for her brother. Smart girl.
For some reason, the muder-horror movie thing makes me think whoever, or whatever, was playing with the TV was probly playing it's death. dooooom Pretty creepy.
Share with us this story, please, Robin. <3
You bet! (sorry it took so long to respond raises fist at school). However, it's really similar to Rose's "12345" story:
It was Christmas time, and even though most students went home, Susanna had chosen to stay at school to catch up on her studies with her roomie Alli. She had decided to do some late studying at the campus library, and stayed there until 11:00; much later than she had intended. She decided to head to her dorm room to catch some sleep (that's right, it's another dorm room horror story ).
When she got there she notcied that all the lights were off, but Alli was apparently awake because she could hear her whistling Oh Susanna (That "Oh Susanna, don't you cry me" song). She got ready for bed, but found it difficult to fall asleep because of Alli's whistling. She asked Alli to stop several times, but she wouldn't. Eventually, Susanna got so mad that she went over to Alli's bed. She couldn't really see, so she had to feel her way in the dark and tripped. Her hands landed on Alli's pillow, but it was all wet. She felt around some more, and felt Alli's neck but no head. It was gone. Susanna panicked, and she began saying to herself that it was all a bad dream while the whistling continued…
Yeah, that's like the story from one of the three books. There's also this one called "Daddy Boogey". I lol'd at the title of the story but I was dead wrong to even chuckle. Here's my own version based off memory.
Mark had always hated his uncle's scarecrow with a passion. It had a friendly but souless smile and two eyes, just two 'x's instead of normal eyes. His older brothers gave it a name, "Daddy Boogey". His older brothers were the reason he loathed the dead sack of hay. They told him the story of how he comes to life at midnight and attacks cars driving by and how he lost his twig hand whe it snapped off a bumper. Though he hated and fear the scarecrow, he respected it greatly because of the creepy stories. Later, he found his brothers throwing stones at Daddy Boogey. "What are you doing?" asked Mark to see the scarecrow's cloth face ripped up and hay sticking out of his cheek. "Don't tell mom, crybaby." one of the two only replied as he threw a rock at the scarecrow's arm, snapping it in two. Mark was about to snap back at his siblings but he heard his mother calling for dinner. His brother pushed him to the dirt to leave him alone with his scarecrow 'friend'. The scarecrow's broken face seemed to frown sadly and stare down at Mark. Mark looked at the face, thinking the sun was only in his eyes. He scrambled to his feet and uttered a 'bye' as he ran for the house. Later that night, it began to rain very hard. Mark was soundly asleep in the attic bedroom, with his brothers and a nightlight. Mark woke up to a loud 'BANGTHUMPWHAM" at about 2:00 AM to find the window open, and the floor getting soaked. He looked out the window and saw three figures wired with barbed wire to a pole, except for the middle which was Daddy Boogey. He screamed when lightning lit up the two other figures, which were his bloody two brother missing their eyes and their tongues, their ears, mouths, and eyes stuffed with dried grass.
…Dizz-amn..@_@ Creepy story, Kitteh.
Moral of the story: Don't treat imanimate objects like they're…inanimate objects. ._.
So that's the story? Where's the whistling coming from? D:
So that's the story? Where's the whistling coming from? D:
She thought it was her friend, but her friend was dead the whole time, and no one else lived in that room. coughit'sthekillercough :ninja:
It's from the Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark series.
Ah, I see. My head really hurts now. crawls away in pain to rest I'll tell more stories later.
Kitty, you should tell more stories, i'm pretty hard to scare and the one of the angel thing scare the shit of me .__________. woooooow
Here's one from a book my Dad read to me when I was a kid. It's a japanese legend :3
Iemon, an unemployed ronin married to Oiwa, Iemon killed his father-in-law because he was aware of Iemon's evil past deeds. Penniless, Iemon has been forced to make his living as an oilpaper umbrella maker in order to support his delicate wife and new child. This situation has led him to resent Oiwa.
Iemon is lured into a scheme to marry the beautiful granddaughter of a well-to-do neighbor, who is in love with him. In order to clear the path for the new marriage, Iemon and the neighbor plot to murder Oiwa. Iemon gives Oiwa poison disguised as "blood-road medicine," intended to bring back her strength. The poison does not kill her, but instead disfigures her, causing her hair to fall out and her eye to droop. When a mirror is held in front of her, her despair at her disfigurement and the knowledge of her husband's betrayal causes her to die.
When a faithful servant, Kobote Kohei, becomes aware of the murder, Iemon accuses him of theft and has him killed. He then has Kohei and Oiwa's bodies crucified on two sides of a wooden door, which is then flung into a nearby river.
Thinking his troubles are over, Iemon plans his new marriage. On his wedding day to his new bride, Iemon lifts her veil to see Oiwa’s ruined face. He instantly beheads her, only to discover he has killed his new bride. Horrified, he flees to the neighbor's house to confess, where he is confronted by Kohei's ghost. Slashing at the ghost, Iemon finds he has killed his neighbor, his new father-in-law.
From there the haunting continues, with the vengeful spirit of Oiwa pursuing Iemon. Everywhere he goes, he sees her ruined face, even projecting from an overhead lantern. Seeking escape, he retreats to the mountains and goes fishing. Instead of fish, he hooks the board with the corpses of Oiwa and Kohei. He then flees to a cabin in Hebiyama, where the ropes and vines of the cabin transform into snakes and the smoke from the fire transform into Oiwa's hair.
Fleeing the cabin, he runs into his brother-in-law, who kills Iemon and avenges all of the murders.
I wanna find the book again, if anyone knows the title let me know :P
Wait, Mokenda…The Zoro fangirl from Gaia? I know you. xD (It's me, Luffysgroupie) Awesome story. Revenge is always bitter-sweet.
So, everyone likes my stories? <3 Well, here's one about a cell phone, pretty recent. It's more of an urban legend and people don't know if it was true or not.
A man died from a heartattack, leaving behind his wife. The wife, named April, was so heartbroken she confined herself to a bed and family members took care of her. Her cellphone was ringing on day, and nobody really knew her number. She picked up the phone...and the other man on the line was her husband! She eventually got so many phone calls from her husband, she died of fright. Later they found a phoneline had fallen on her husband's grave.
'Til death do us part. <3
What, seriously! Wow it's been a while since I've talked to you :D
Btw, I'm 'Mokenda_mint' on gaia now, my old account got hacked XP
Yep, it really is bittersweet. One of my favorite stories though :D
I'm "skittle killer" now. I got scammed.
I can see why. I'd hate for that to happen to me.
Woot horror stories! your stories kick ass kittytheclueless!
I present you the shortest horrorstory of the world:
The last Person on earth was sitting alone in a room, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door… >:)
Use your fantasy, and it could be scary^^
However today I read something really scary in the news: a dead woman was found in her apartment, her skelleton was sitting on the sofa,watching TV for 24(!!!) years.
Its scary to imagine this skelleton, only the flickering of the TV illuminating the room.
But what scared me more is that nobody bothered to look after the old lady for such a long time...
…A compliment? breaks into awesome singing and dancing Uh-HUH! OH YEAH! I ROCK! TAKE THAT!
Anyway, I read in the news a lady got eaten by a giant python, they found her later in the snake's belly. It was a big-ass snake. And my Gramma just told me and I was all "o xo Damn." She was collecting wood for the village and she was gone for two days.
In the midevil ages, there lived 2 sisters, both princesses. The older was jealous of the younger's beauty. On a stormy rainy night, she pushed her in raging river where she drowned. In another kingdom, her body was found by a minstril (sp?) He noticed her hair was fair and strong, so he plucked 3 single hairs from her head and strung them to his harp. From then on, whenever he played his harp it let out a mounful yet beautiful tune, one which could bring a tear to even the most stone hearted man. Word spread of the minstril (sp?) and his harp which makes beautiful music. One day, he was invited to play for the wedding of a princess. As he was preparing to play, the harp, which sat on the table, began to sing. The bride turned pale as the voice sang out:
"♪Farewell to my father the king, farewell to my mother the queen, and pity my sister who murdered me~♪"
It was her sister's voice
D_aaaaaaaaaaa_mn!
Sweet. I got one.
There once sat a tiny village on the edge of a vast swamp. The men of the village would go into the swamp and bring back spongy peat from the swamp, dry it, and sell it as fuel. Only during the day, in the night they said that swamp monsters would roam the spongy forest. But, the village asshole, Bill, did not believe in such foolish tales. On the way home he'd always tease his coworkers by pointing and shouting "LOOK, THERE'S ONE!" and he's howl with laughter as he watched they hide. One day his coworkers decided to dare him to go out past sunset. "Fine, like anything's gonna hurt me!!" later that evening, the men came to watch him leave as witnesses. His mother begged him to stay, but Bill did not listen. He took a lantern and headed toward where he'd usually work, the giant gnarled tree that usually looks like an ugly old man's face. He whistled and walked along, the men following slightly behind, watching the glow of Bill's lantern bob up and down, back and forth. He reached the tree, and the whistling stopped, and a wind blew out the lantern. The moonlight was the only thing that could make things visible and sevaral figures or something unhuman danced around Bill in a terrifying manner, as if preying upon him. Cloud passed over the moon, making things pitch black. The last glance the men ever saw was something pinning Bill to the tree and pulling his hand, then they fled back to the village. After three days, while at work, the men found Bill, against the same tree, pale, cold, and his right hand was now only a bloody and muddy stub. Noone knows what happened, and Bill never spoke a word again.
DON'T DEFINE MOTHER NATURE.
Woot horror stories! your stories kick ass kittytheclueless!
I present you the shortest horrorstory of the world:
The last Person on earth was sitting alone in a room, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door… >:)
Use your fantasy, and it could be scary^^However today I read something really scary in the news: a dead woman was found in her apartment, her skelleton was sitting on the sofa,watching TV for 24(!!!) years.
Its scary to imagine this skelleton, only the flickering of the TV illuminating the room.
But what scared me more is that nobody bothered to look after the old lady for such a long time...
I'm wondering why they didn't cut the power when she didn't pay her bills.
There was once a spooky old house which was rumored to be haunted. Supposably the owner, an elderly woman, dissapeared from society and no one knew where she was. Then too, no one dared enter the house, because if they did, they would hear the words "Now I've got you where I want you now I'm going to eat you!" and would run screaming.
One day, three brothers made a dare with eachother to enter the house. They decided they would go in one by one, and find who stayed the longest.
The oldest brother went in first. He walked silently through the house, the spookiness of the house making his hair stand on end. He climbed the stairs to the second floor and was looking around, suddenly he heard the voice "Now I've got you where I want you now I'm going to eat you!" The boy, terrified, ran to the nearest window and jumped out, forgetting he was on the second floor, hit concrete headfirst and died.
His brothers were terrified, yet they decided to keep the bet (dumbasses, right?)
The next brother entered the house and started looking around, he climbed to the second floor, and heard nothing. So he continued on to the third floor. Once there, he heard the words "Now I've got you where I want you now I'm going to eat you!" Like his brother, he was terrified and jumped out the nearest window. However, he failed to notice that a spiked garden fence was below him. He was impaled and died.
The youngest brother, though scared out of his wits, decided to go in as well. He climbed the stairs to the second floor, nothing. He climbed the stairs to the third floor, nothing. When he got to the fourth floor, he heard the voice "Now I've got you where I want you now I'm going to eat you!" However, he noticed the voice sounded close. So, he followed the sound of the voice to a door. Upon opening it, he found the old woman, rumored to be dead. On her finger sat a booger, once again she said "Now I've got you where I want you now I'm going to eat you!" and she did.
Haha had to do it. I couldn't help myself XD A friend of mine told that at Girl Scout camp once XD
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Anyway, I read in the news a lady got eaten by a giant python, they found her later in the snake's belly. It was a big-ass snake. And my Gramma just told me and I was all "o xo Damn." She was collecting wood for the village and she was gone for two days.
Hey, Kitteh, remember this?:
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You knew it was comming. ;p
Anyway, here's another story:
One night a man named Dan was having difficulty sleeping. After pacing several times in his dark room, he looked out his window. Upon doing this he saw a hearse in his driveway and noticed it was filled with many caskets. A disfigured little man stepped out and said, "Room for one more". Dan immediatly woke up in a cold sweat in his bed. It was just a nightmare.
However, the next day, at the office building where he worked, Dan stepped up to the elevator, and when the doors opened, he saw that the elevator was jam-packed with people. However, what worried Dan the most was that he saw the same disfigured man from his dream. The man said "Room for one more, mac", but Dan became nervous and decided to take the stairs instead. As he climbed the stairs, Dan heared the sickening groan of metal twisting and the horrble screams of everyone in the elevator, which was followed seconds later by a deafening crash. The elevator plummeted all the way from the eight floor to the basement. Everyone on board was dead, except for the disfigured man, who was nowhere to be found. No one other than Dan ever even remembered seeing such a man in the building.
Lolwut. I knew you were gonna do that.
I told that story already. And now I will tell this one. But comedic, though.
There were three kids and they were dared to stay in a house that was..well, haunted. So, they spent the night and one boy got hungry in the middle of the night. He went down stairs and looked in the fridge to find Beanie Weenies. "OMG I love these!" a ghost appeared. "I'm the ghost of Beanie Weenies, touch them and I'll cut off your weenie!" the boy screamed and fainted. The younger one heard the screams and went to the kitchen. "Ohai, Beanie Weenies!" The ghost appeared and repeated the said words before; "I'm the ghost of Beanie Weenies, touch them and I'll cut off your weenie! He screamed and fainted as well. The youngest who wasno older than 9 years old heard screaming and went down to the kitchen to see the ghost waiting for him. "I'm the ghost of Beanie Weenies, touch them and I'll cut off your weenie!" The boy stared, smiled and said "I'm the ghost of Christmas Past. Touch my weenie, and I will kick your ass."
Nomnomnom.
Lolwut. I knew you were gonna do that.
I told that story already.
Are you serious? Aw man… :sad:
Funny story btw.
Yes. Room for one more. Ugly ass guy, elevator, and a hearse. lolwut, Beanie Weenies.
Actuallyu, this is the song:
Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by
for you may be the next to die
They wrap you up in a big white sheet
from your head down to your feet
Then they put you in a big black box
and cover you with dirt and rocks
All goes well for about a week
then your coffin begins to leak
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
the worms play pinnocle in your snout
A big green worm with yellow eyes
crawls into you stomache and out your eyes
Then your stomache turns a slimy green
and puss pours out like whipping cream
You spread on a slice of bread
and that's what you eat when you're dead
<3 That's just one version, though.
Yes. Room for one more. Ugly ass guy, elevator, and a hearse. lolwut, Beanie Weenies.
I MUST REDEEM MYSELF >8E
"Back in the day when trains were the big form of transport, an old man got on one and sat down in a seat across from a woman. The woman was wearing a veil over her face and she was cradling what the man assumed to be a baby wrapped in a cloth. The woman was quietly singing a lullaby to the baby, and even though the old man was slightly unnerved by it, he opted to be polite and say nothing. He attempted to hold a conversation with the woman, such as asking the baby's age, gender, or name, but she thoroughly ignored him. Eventually, the old man decided to go to the bathroom and use it as an excuse to change seats (since the train was mostly empty, bar one or two people).
Upon return from the restroom, he noticed that the girl was no longer there. He thought nothing much of it, but when he got off the train, he asked the conductor where the veiled girl had gone. When the conductor said that no such girl had been on the train, the old man described her to the conductor.
After hearing the description of the girl, the conductor became uneasy. He then told the passenger of a tragedy that befell a newlywed couple seven months prior. A bride (the girl that the old man described) and her groom had been fooling around (the same compartment that the old man had been sitting in), when the groom stuck his head out the window, and his head hit a sign on the edge of the tracks. He was decapitated instantly. When the conductor found the bride, she was coddling her former husband's headless body and singing a quiet lullaby. Having gone insane, the bride commited suicide in the asylum a few weeks later. However, they had never been able to locate the husband's head.
The old man fainted."
Please tell me no one else told this story yet. I even added quotation marks and everything.
Rumor has it that every Halloween during the hours of 2am and 5am, there exists a void. You must stand in front of a mirror in a pitch black room with your gaze fixated on the mirror. If you remain in the room when the moment arrives, you will feel a chill seize your body. Place your right hand on the mirror and whisper "I accept." If done correctly, in the mirror, there will be a faint image of an infant with no flesh and pitch black eyes. He will stare directly into your soul and you will hear the buzzing of flies and nervous whispering.
You will not be able to make out the image in the mirror, but you will be filled with unspeakable terror. The infant will ask you five questions about events that have occurred within your life. His voice will sound like the rubbing of sandpaper and will be devoid of all human emotion. For each question that you answer incorrectly, one of your five senses will be consumed and lost to you forever. For each question that is answered correctly, you will be able to recite the name of someone you know. That person will be found dead the next morning with their flesh removed and their eyes missing.
That one wasn't told yet, Robin.
Did you know that if you looks closly enough, that you reflection is almost pressing against the glass?
! >! >! >! >! If you're going to fall for that, you're the most gullable loser I've seen yet.
well,i don´t have a story to tell,but when i was about 10 or so (perhaps even younger) almost all the kids in our block were outside at night….and guess what?
yeah,we were telling each other ghost stories(of course,the older ones wanted to scare the younger ones)
and well,after a while, one told a really scary story and then everyone was silent....
the next moment,everybody started to run at the same time and everybody headed to their flats (the block had only 4 stories^^)
oh man,i lived in the 1st and I got in my apartment with my heart beating 250 per min (lol exaggeration there) - but i was hella frightened xD
not that scarry *gg
Here are one that is kind of popular in México, mom says that one hapenns in a near city :getlost: but every mommy says that to scare.
A pretty rebel 15 years old girl was mad because his dad didn't let her go to a party (but he knows that she was lying, she would go to a disco and see her drug dealer) She bought a new dress and fancy shoes, of course she could't miss it. She planned everything and escaped at night. Then, when she got there, felt insecure, she didn't know why. A handsome and nice guy asked her to dance "OMG why not " she though and with a flirty smile accepted. She forgot the drugs, she forgot the smoking, the drinks, they're a contrast. Then an ugly and strong (i mean REALLY REALLY REALLY STRONG)smell of ammonia impregnate her "Eww what the hell" she said to his partner and he, with a psyco smile answer "what, aren't you enjoying yourself?" Next everybody heard her screamed "YOU HAVE A ROOSTER'S FEET" and start to cry, she got crazy. He's supossed to be the devil.
Currently, I'm living in my uncle's trailer. One night, while cursing at the scuttling of mice and moving a large, empty box, I heard my uncle call my name.
This would be bad enough, considering he isn't living here now. What makes it worse is the fact that he isn't living at all.
Damn this thread is awesome-I love it! I WANT MORE! But to get one must give so here is my scary story (which most of you have probably already heard):
"One dark, stormy night, Jim was driving back to his house from a funeral. Unfortunately, he was unfamiliar with the area and soon found himself lost. While driving around hopelessly lost he saw a woman in a beautiful white dress walking along the side of the road in the rain. Feeling sorry for her and being an all-around nice guy he stopped and asked the woman if she would like a ride and she said yes and got in the car. Jim noticed that the girl was unnaturally pale and her clothes didn't seem damp even though she was walking in the middle of a storm. She was, however, shivering uncontrollably so he offered her his jacket to warm her up. As they drove they got into a bit of small talk and when asked why she was walking alone in the storm, the girl said she was looking for something precious to her. About two miles from the girls house, Jim's tire suddenly went flat next to an old graveyeard. He went out to change it, but when he got back in his car the girl had disappeared.
Worried, he drove to the girl's house and knocked. An old lady answered, which Jim assumed was her mother, and Jim told her about everything that had happened. As he told the story, the old lady grew more pale and terrified. Finally, Jim asked her what was wrong and she answered:
"The girl you're talking about was the daughter of the old family that used to live in this house. She went missing two years ago on her way to a friend's wedding. Her body was never found, but her grave is up at the old cemetary down the road."
Jim, obviously creeped out and shaken, apologized and asked for directions to his own house. He then drove to the graveyard he had seen before and walked among the graves looking for the girl's name. He finally found the tombstone and hanging on it was his jacket and a note saying:
Thanks for taking me to my home."
Yay! Scary stories <3 I have one too!
Two girls, Mary and Chelsey, were living in a big house. A night, at 10 P.M., Mary decided to go study outside of the house, because Chelsey wanted to sleep badly. So Mary gets out of the house. Thirty minutes after, she comes back because she had forgot her Science book. She doesn't want to wake up her friend, so she doesn't open the lights. She walks everywhere in the house to find her book, without a single light. After finding it, she leaves the house quietly.
She comes back later on the morning. There are several cops' cars around her house. Panicked, she rushes in and talks to the cops. They say that her friend was murdered. On the wall, with the blood of Chelsey, it's written:
"Hopefully, you didn't use the light."
Sorry for my bad english ^^
Damn this thread is awesome-I love it! I WANT MORE! But to get one must give so here is my scary story (which most of you have probably already heard):
"One dark, stormy night, Jim was driving back to his house from a funeral. Unfortunately, he was unfamiliar with the area and soon found himself lost. While driving around hopelessly lost he saw a woman in a beautiful white dress walking along the side of the road in the rain. Feeling sorry for her and being an all-around nice guy he stopped and asked the woman if she would like a ride and she said yes and got in the car. Jim noticed that the girl was unnaturally pale and her clothes didn't seem damp even though she was walking in the middle of a storm. She was, however, shivering uncontrollably so he offered her his jacket to warm her up. As they drove they got into a bit of small talk and when asked why she was walking alone in the storm, the girl said she was looking for something precious to her. About two miles from the girls house, Jim's tire suddenly went flat next to an old graveyeard. He went out to change it, but when he got back in his car the girl had disappeared.
Worried, he drove to the girl's house and knocked. An old lady answered, which Jim assumed was her mother, and Jim told her about everything that had happened. As he told the story, the old lady grew more pale and terrified. Finally, Jim asked her what was wrong and she answered:
"The girl you're talking about was the daughter of the old family that used to live in this house. She went missing two years ago on her way to a friend's wedding. Her body was never found, but her grave is up at the old cemetary down the road."
Jim, obviously creeped out and shaken, apologized and asked for directions to his own house. He then drove to the graveyard he had seen before and walked among the graves looking for the girl's name. He finally found the tombstone and hanging on it was his jacket and a note saying:
Thanks for taking me to my home."
Wow. Tht seems unnaturally familiar to me. I think I'm watching too many movies. On another note… MY GOD! YOUR AVATAR~! <33333 It made me think Kaku was the guy in the story. lolwut
I remember I was angry at my brother and my cousins because he went to a place where a witch was buried. The witch hated all males(Kalipha?) and, the boys being great kings of stupidity, JUST decided to annoy her spirit. The male dog of the group got diarreha and one of the younger cousins got pushed around a little. Then my brother decides, when they reached her actual grave covered in cusswords and other damned things, HE SAT ON IT. Then he fell off, and claimed someone PUSHED him instead. Funny thing is, the girl of the group that I met only once in my life, actually got something good out of it. But....I forgot what.
The one that post Shanks is quite popular here.
Well, i'm going to post something that hapenned to me, but i guess it was one of those "old hag" , nevertheless it was pretty different.
My brother and I were watching movies in my papa's studio, which has 3 big and comfortable sofas and i was in one, and bennies (it is called like this? those that are on the floor). The movies was kind of boring, i guess it called the longest yard, something like that. Well, i fell asleep little by little when i felt my brother pulling my hair. "Stop Jorge, don't make fun of me, i'm tired" I said and put my blanket in my face. Again, i fetl that somebody was talking to me and laughing, I barely open my eyes and see my a siluete in one of the bennies. "Jorge, you'll regret this, i'm gonna tell mom and you won't go to that wwe event" Then, with my eyes opening and closing, trying to get sleep again, i see that the siluete moved. I got up really angry and see that my brother was sleeping in the other sofa. I screamed like you don't have any idea. In fact, I woke up mom and dad. They look outside because "maybe" i saw someone at the window, and since one time I said that i heard something and no one believed me (I was easy to scare)
! In a rural western town, there lived a family of four; a father, a mother, a son and a daughter in a two-floor house on a single road neighbourhood. The children were already into their late teens, with the parents having a bumpy but mangeable marriage. The daughter in particular was the least happiest, she was very ambitious in her youth which were progressively shot down by the self-awareness she gained in later years. Genes weren't too kind to her as she unfortunately earned her father's belly, among other things.
! Finding an ideal life partner may have not been such a great deal to her if only it wasn't so far beyond her reach, only making her desire it more and more. The family weren't aware of this but it continued for a long time; the father always arrived late from work, the mother had her own issues to cope with and her brother was always in his room. When a snowy day had closed the college, boredom lead her to envision her dream, her special someone… And that fantasy was bliss, she would imagine moments that could happen in thought as she held onto a pillow and thought everything would be alright for the moment. However, it always ended when she reached for the more adult fantasies, as feeling her round body only reminded her of the impossibility.
! The following night, she decided to stay up and use the computer for a little while. She thought maybe one of her friends was still on the instant messenger, but her list was limited to the people she knew from college, and they were all asleep. As she nearly decided to turn it off, a window popped up.
! ** DB_Orison has added you to their friends list **
! It's got to be one of her friends changing names again, she thought. However, for the sake of conversation, she decided to speak to the stranger anwyay.
! xLaylittlex: hello?
DB_Orison: Hello
xLaylittlex: sorry, who is this?
DB_Orison: I'm not too good with introductions. Someone gave me your addy, I don't have many people to speak to you see.
xLaylittlex: i see, was it stella?
DB_Orison: Actually, they gave it on a guess. Didn't know this'd be a real person.
xLaylittlex: really now... so you aren't gonna tell me your name?
DB_Orison: I dunno anything about you, might be dangerous, you know?
xLaylittlex: well ok... whatcha up to then?
DB_Orison: Haha just listenin to music, you like Coalfire Stars?
xLaylittlex: omg i have everything of them
DB_Orison: That's cool, I really like Karen, she's beautiful.
xLaylittlex: wait are you a boy?
DB_Orison: um yeah, you mean you're not?
xLaylittlex: no
DB_Orison: :blink:
DB_Orison: Ah man, I must've been an idiot talking about coalfire to a chick.
xLaylittlex: hahaha not really
DB_Orison: Hey, I need to go, speak to you later.
xLaylittlex: later xx
! That night, she didn't hold onto the pillow as she fell sleep... This continued for several days, always happening around 10pm when he would sign in, as he was from another side of the world. Although they couldn't see each other, she wasn't able to speak to many boys so freely in all the years she had been living. It had remained this way for a long time, always a conversation that would last many hours into the morning. She was beginning to feel more affectionate to the stranger, couldn't really help it, there had never been an opportuntiy for her like this. She doubted that the stranger felt the same way, after all she knew next to nothing about him. One night, she spoke to him again:
! DB_Orison: Hey, I've got some great news. I'm gonna visit your town.
xLaylittlex: omg really
DB_Orison: Hahaha yeah, you wanna meet up?
xLaylittlex: would i
xLaylittlex: um actually
DB_Orison: ?
xLaylittlex: i dont think you would like me i dont look very good
DB_Orison: You've already told me, but that's okay, I don't care.
DB_Orison: And you know what, I've really started to like you.
xLaylittlex: huh
DB_Orison: It's true I tjhr
DB_Orison: as
xLaylittlex: what??
DB_Orison: i dont think we can speak anymore
xLaylittlex: huh? youre not talking in your usual
DB_Orison: what do you mean
xLaylittlex: your capital letters and all you stopped using it
DB_Orison: im just in a rush thats all sorry
** DB_Orison has signed off **
! At the same time, she heard a yell coming from downstairs. It was her mother. She quickly placed her slippers on and ran down to the kitchen as fast as she could. Her mother was screaming and throwing everything she could get her hands on at another figure in the kitchen-- her father. Their relationship had never been stable, but had it finally peaked?
"GET OUT I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU JUST GET OUT" she cried behind reluctant tears.
"Mom? Dad?"
"Sweetie, please, go back to your room," the mother replied.
As her father attempted to speak, she grabbed even more things and throwed them in an attempt to distance herself from him. The daughter went back up the stairs and suddenly, she noticed that her brother's room door was open-- the lights were on too. She went inside and found her brother bleeding from his forehead, trying to heal it with his bedsheets.
"What happened?!"
"... It was dad..."
"What did he do?"
"Haven't you heard it? He's been walking into my room these nights..."
"... No..."
"He thought I was asleep so I couldn't hear what he was doing in here, but I was always awake. I could always hear him. When he found out that I knew, he threatened me, he even hit me... But then mom heard."
"What? What did you find out? What was he even doing in here? Tell me!"
"... He was using the computer."
Er, wow… It's that long?.. Yeeeah, I'm not spellchecking any of that.
Never written scary stories before, pardon my amateurness.
And whoa seacake, that's freaky.
So the dad was talking to the daughtter? I don't get it. points at username
You…YOU FAKER!
I disagree with this combo breaker!
...LOOK! A LOS ANGELES LAKER!
Anyway, scary story tiemz. This one's true.
My grampa Bernie died, and we took pictures of gramma. Sh wasn't smoking, and there was no visible sorce of a fog. My grampa appeared in those photos next to my gramma... I was really little at the time, but I still remember the picture.
Just remembered another one that used to creep me out whenever I was in a car as a child haha. Here it goes:
"One night Jenny was on her way back from a friends house, but the road she normally used was blocked by traffic so she took a different route. Suddenly, she ran out of gas and went to the nearest gas station. She went in and saw the most disgustiing man she had ever laid eyes on. He smelled like shit, looked like he hadn't showered in weeks, and his teeth were a sickly yellow. Ignoring this, Jenny paid for the gas with her credit card, went back and filled up her car. As she was about to leave, however, the man came and knocked on her window. Cautiously, she rolled down her window.
"Credit company called. Said something was wrong with your card or some shit. They're on the phone now, come with me."
Jenny followed the man, but felt suspicious so she grabbed a can of pepper spray as she exited got out of the car. They went inside and Jenny went to the phone lying at the man's desk. When she picked it up though, all she heard was a dial tone as the man put his hand on her shoulder. Freaked out, she turned around, sprayed the man directly in the eyes and ran back to her car. She slammed on the gas and sped away as the man tried running after her moaning in pain. As she drove away she heard the man scream one last thing.
"I saw someone sneak into your car!"
Jenny looked into her rearview mirror and saw a masked figure with an axe raised high in her backseat.
The next morning, all the police found was Jenny's decapitated head in the backseat of the car"
Wow. That sucks for Jenny.
One night Freddy was on his way to a dance. Fred had always loved dancing so much, he did it whenever he can and he was a very good dancer. He had to walk through a field, and he looked behind him to see Kathy, a girl he danced with on several occasions. He was about to say hello, but he stopped, rememberinbg the accident which had killed her. He continued to walk, trying to ignore Kathy, who was following him. He got to the dance and hid, trying to run from the ghost. But, Kathy found him, looked at him in the eyes and disappeared with a whisper.
lolwut I almost wanted to add bloody sockets for eyes but I said no.
A lot of times when I walk through my Mom's room to go to the bathroom, I swear it looks like there's someone reflected in the glass on some landscape photos on her wall. I think it's my Dad, their room is where he spent most of the last 6 months of his life :P
Also, once my Mom was going to sleep. She said she didn't think she was quite asleep yet. When suddenly this bright light came from around the door and the door opened. My Grandma (her Mom) came through the door. My Mom shot straight up in bed. My Grandma's been dead for over a year. This happened right after my aunt came over and yelled at my Mom a lot (for nothing). I think she was telling my Mom to try and set my aunt straight. (this particular aunt's a moocher and always bitchy)