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that sounds like a scene from diary of a wimpy kid

  • 06.06.2010 9:44 PM PDT

gunna blows you up with my noob tuyberrrrrr

holy douches this is the scariest the power went out just when i got my pencil to do homework and i pooped my self

  • 06.06.2010 9:47 PM PDT

Ok, this is the creepiest thing EVER! I am pretty sure no one can beat this.

So one night about 7 years ago, I'm just chilling at home, finishing my 2nd triple whopper of the night, (Yes, I am a whale) and playing some Halo 1. I hear this crashing noise in my kitchen. I am extremely parinoid, and never go anywhere without a backup plan, so I naturally have a Beretta on my stand next to the couch. I grab it and ninja my way out to the kitchen. Not too easy when you're 450 pounds. I look around and see nothing, and tell myself "Huh, must have been on the game" and go back to playing. Then like 2 hours later I start to get hungry. (After finishing 3 large triple whopper meals, wouldn't you want a snack?) I reach for my gun again, but it isn't there. Now I'm really freaked out. I waltz over to my gun case and grab my little old Desert Eagle. Sure, the Deagle isn't worth half a -blam!- in a combat situation, but is big as hell and will give a scare to just about any robber. And if that didn't scare them off, the sight of me in nothing but breifs probably would have. Anyhow, I go out to the kitchen again and see that now there is a bunch of shards of glass on the floor. In fact, they were all over the floor. I go to the garage and get me a broom and dustpan, then come back in, and all the shards are gone, only to be replaced by a clear bowl, filled to the top with a red liquid. Now I'm starting to freak the hell out. I slowly walk into the living room, gun raised, and pick up the phone. I was going to call the cops, but what the hell could they do? Tell me I might need mental help? I might as well have dialed the ghost busters. Then the phone rang right before I picked it up. I picked it up, and when I answered, I heard a multitude of childeren laughing and crying and whatever-ing. I slam the phone down, telling myself that I'm dreaming that I'm in some stupid horror movie. Then I turn around and nearly void myself when I see a guy in a black suit standing at the edge of the room. I'm thinking to myself that it's one of those "Men in Black" because I could have sworn I saw a UFO a few weeks before. I can see he's bald, but I can't really see his face. I work my way towards the door of the room and he starts wlking towards me. I raise my gun and tell him to get back. He keeps coming. I yell at him to get back. He speeds up. Now I have no choice, I have to shoot him. I raise the pistol and let off a shot. I didn't really care about anyone hearing, I live in the middle of a nothing. I swore I was aiming right at him, but it didn't do a damn thing. He didn't stop. I fired two more shots, and nothing. Then I tripped and fell on my back. I would have gotten back up, but like I said, I am a phugging fat ass, and it would have taken me a few seconds. So I just push myself back with my legs, emptying the remaining .50 slugs on his chest. I hit a wall, and stopped trying to do anything. I just look at him with disbelife as I look at him and see that he has no face! No mouth, eyes, nose, or anything else! He stands right above me, and I guess he looks down at me. I am ready to scream, but then I pass out. When I woke up I'm still against the wall, with my gun at my side. I drag myself up and have a look around. There's no bowl with red -blam!- in it, my TV is paused on a level of Halo 1, and no bullet holes are in any wall. I check the gun and see that it's indeed empty, but for some reason the hammer isn't locked back. I told myself it was a dream, and I must have sleep walked. So you know what I did then? I got my ass to IHOP and got me some pancakes. After a while I come home and turn on the news and saw that some paranormal expert died of comletely unknown causes. Now, I know what you're thinking, that this is totally fake. Well, it happened AGAIN. In fact, it happens every three years. I don't know if it's just a dream or not, but it should happen again this year, and I am almost positive that it will. And it hasn't been just me, many other people have had this type of thing happen to them. Go look it up.

Alright, I guess that might not have been too scary to read, but when it happens, it is scary as -blam!-. Well whatever, continue writing, dearest comrades.

Oh, and if you're wondering what happened to that berreta at the begining, I still haven't found it. Pisses me off, too, it was a gold M9 with a custom rosewood hilt.

  • 06.06.2010 10:40 PM PDT

You mock me. I don't lie you.

DUDE! No face, black suit.... OH CRAP ITS SLENDERMAN!!! im serious he fits the bill!

  • 06.07.2010 7:10 AM PDT

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Someone asked me if a rag smelled like chloroform. I walked away slowly.

  • 06.07.2010 7:24 AM PDT

You mock me. I don't lie you.

I saw Justin bieber walk through a door. It was closed to.

  • 06.07.2010 7:25 AM PDT

BAN ALL BRONIES

Man in a black suit with no visible facial structure? children laughing? The slender man always goes after children, people have been known to pass out/black out when near to slender man, its him!

welp, looks like your gonna have to spare 20 dollas...no wifin in the club by the way...

LOL

[Edited on 06.07.2010 10:37 AM PDT]

  • 06.07.2010 10:22 AM PDT

"Si Vis Pacem, Parabellum"

Ronald Mcdonald and the Burger King dude fist fighting in the Wal-mart parking lot.

  • 06.07.2010 11:54 AM PDT

I got lost in the middle of Gary, Indiana, i still have nightmares......

  • 06.08.2010 10:46 AM PDT

F*** the world! F*** the people!

IT WAS AN ALIEN UFO! RUN BEFORE IT COMES BACK AND ABDUCTS YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • 06.10.2010 2:26 PM PDT

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Posted by: Dark Spartan117
About 2 years ago when Furbee's were still cool I used to play with mine...A LOT one night at about 2 in the morning I was replacing the batteries and I threw them in the garbage. Seconds later my Furbee was like "Hey, lets play!" I thought I threw out the batteries I looked in the garbage and yeah, I saw 2 AA batteries.

I checked the bottom of my Furbee and there was no power I sat down on my computer and browsed Youtube for a bit then went to bed. Just when I was about to fall asleep my Furbee spoke again "Me tired!"

The next day that creepy toy was in the Recycle Bin

Still gives me the chills when I think about it.


Furbies are so creepy, i had one, but those things freaked me out, especially when they would start talking in the middle of the night for no reason... jesus... and those big eyes
I still have mine, it's sitting in my room. I took off it's fur though, so it looks like a robot kinda. Yeah I skinned it.

  • 06.10.2010 4:08 PM PDT
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this is common to me.All my life i can hear somone or somthing call my name very very very very very faintly

  • 06.11.2010 9:49 AM PDT
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My English teacher always eyed me and up and flirted with me. Pretty creepy.

  • 06.11.2010 5:07 PM PDT

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Posted by: Scoopicus
Ok, this is the creepiest thing EVER! I am pretty sure no one can beat this.

So one night about 7 years ago, I'm just chilling at home, finishing my 2nd triple whopper of the night, (Yes, I am a whale) and playing some Halo 1. I hear this crashing noise in my kitchen. I am extremely parinoid, and never go anywhere without a backup plan, so I naturally have a Beretta on my stand next to the couch. I grab it and ninja my way out to the kitchen. Not too easy when you're 450 pounds. I look around and see nothing, and tell myself "Huh, must have been on the game" and go back to playing. Then like 2 hours later I start to get hungry. (After finishing 3 large triple whopper meals, wouldn't you want a snack?) I reach for my gun again, but it isn't there. Now I'm really freaked out. I waltz over to my gun case and grab my little old Desert Eagle. Sure, the Deagle isn't worth half a -blam!- in a combat situation, but is big as hell and will give a scare to just about any robber. And if that didn't scare them off, the sight of me in nothing but breifs probably would have. Anyhow, I go out to the kitchen again and see that now there is a bunch of shards of glass on the floor. In fact, they were all over the floor. I go to the garage and get me a broom and dustpan, then come back in, and all the shards are gone, only to be replaced by a clear bowl, filled to the top with a red liquid. Now I'm starting to freak the hell out. I slowly walk into the living room, gun raised, and pick up the phone. I was going to call the cops, but what the hell could they do? Tell me I might need mental help? I might as well have dialed the ghost busters. Then the phone rang right before I picked it up. I picked it up, and when I answered, I heard a multitude of childeren laughing and crying and whatever-ing. I slam the phone down, telling myself that I'm dreaming that I'm in some stupid horror movie. Then I turn around and nearly void myself when I see a guy in a black suit standing at the edge of the room. I'm thinking to myself that it's one of those "Men in Black" because I could have sworn I saw a UFO a few weeks before. I can see he's bald, but I can't really see his face. I work my way towards the door of the room and he starts wlking towards me. I raise my gun and tell him to get back. He keeps coming. I yell at him to get back. He speeds up. Now I have no choice, I have to shoot him. I raise the pistol and let off a shot. I didn't really care about anyone hearing, I live in the middle of a nothing. I swore I was aiming right at him, but it didn't do a damn thing. He didn't stop. I fired two more shots, and nothing. Then I tripped and fell on my back. I would have gotten back up, but like I said, I am a phugging fat ass, and it would have taken me a few seconds. So I just push myself back with my legs, emptying the remaining .50 slugs on his chest. I hit a wall, and stopped trying to do anything. I just look at him with disbelife as I look at him and see that he has no face! No mouth, eyes, nose, or anything else! He stands right above me, and I guess he looks down at me. I am ready to scream, but then I pass out. When I woke up I'm still against the wall, with my gun at my side. I drag myself up and have a look around. There's no bowl with red -blam!- in it, my TV is paused on a level of Halo 1, and no bullet holes are in any wall. I check the gun and see that it's indeed empty, but for some reason the hammer isn't locked back. I told myself it was a dream, and I must have sleep walked. So you know what I did then? I got my ass to IHOP and got me some pancakes. After a while I come home and turn on the news and saw that some paranormal expert died of comletely unknown causes. Now, I know what you're thinking, that this is totally fake. Well, it happened AGAIN. In fact, it happens every three years. I don't know if it's just a dream or not, but it should happen again this year, and I am almost positive that it will. And it hasn't been just me, many other people have had this type of thing happen to them. Go look it up.

Alright, I guess that might not have been too scary to read, but when it happens, it is scary as -blam!-. Well whatever, continue writing, dearest comrades.

Oh, and if you're wondering what happened to that berreta at the begining, I still haven't found it. Pisses me off, too, it was a gold M9 with a custom rosewood hilt.


i think it was a shadow person because there are black heres the info about them
DONT CLICK!

  • 06.12.2010 9:41 AM PDT

Warthog spree!
I <3 dead grunts :D
Those who do not play online multi-player sux :(

that has happened to me once.

It must have been about 11:00 - 12:00 when i heard this loud roar off in the distance, I jumped out of bed and looked outside. there was this dim blue, object (unexplainable shape) just soaring over, but It just went over, didn't really just disappear. =/ but lol, I sat watching my door cradling a shotgun for the rest of that night.
Posted by: th3m4dblimp3r
I woke up one night to hear this absurdly loud object flying overhead, and my house is vibrating.

So I look out my window and this thing (whatever it is) is movie rediculously slow, but its LOUD.

So, I take a step outside, get one look at this thing, and notice that its not a helicopter.

Or a plane.
Or a jet.
Or a blimp.
And that its glowing a faint purple color.

At this point I'm going HOLY -blam!-! and running back inside. I make sure all my doors are locked, and by the time I was done, the noise simply stopped. It didn't trail off, it just abruptly stopped.

I thought it was a dream... until I heard my neighbor complain about something similar the next day.

To this day, I still can't explain what the hell happened that night.

  • 06.12.2010 7:27 PM PDT

Warthog spree!
I <3 dead grunts :D
Those who do not play online multi-player sux :(

Posted by: longsword1612
Ronald Mcdonald and the Burger King dude fist fighting in the Wal-mart parking lot.


LOL!

  • 06.12.2010 7:31 PM PDT

I just read the entire thing and now im literally shaking so bad I can barely type. I read this at 11:30 PM and everyone else in the house is asleep. Im off to go pray (seriously).
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FOUND IT!!!!!! IF OUND THE STORY!!!!! EVERYONE IN THIS FORUM MUST READ IT!!! IT IS THE SCARIEST STORY YOU WILL EVER READ IN YOUR LIFE!!!!

It is called the fear of darkness and it is required reading

  • 06.12.2010 10:00 PM PDT

Avatar was awesome! If there is to be a Halo movie, make sure James Cameron gets the job!

Posted by: bennyboy022796
I just read the entire thing and now im literally shaking so bad I can barely type. I read this at 11:30 PM and everyone else in the house is asleep. Im off to go pray (seriously).
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FOUND IT!!!!!! IF FOUND THE STORY!!!!! EVERYONE IN THIS FORUM MUST READ IT!!! IT IS THE SCARIEST STORY YOU WILL EVER READ IN YOUR LIFE!!!!
It is called the fear of darkness and it is required reading

Wow, that is a pretty good read! Not the creepiest thing I have read but it's definitely a good read!

[Edited on 06.13.2010 5:24 AM PDT]

  • 06.13.2010 5:23 AM PDT

But DIPPING STICKS Skyler...

"There are shadows for the shadows of things, as a reflection seen in a mirror of a mirror. We know there are circles within circles and dimensions beyond dimension. Reality is itself a shadow, only an appearance accepted by those whose eyes shun what might lie beyond." -Louis L'Amour-

Posted by: Scoopicus
Ok, this is the creepiest thing EVER! I am pretty sure no one can beat this.

So one night about 7 years ago, I'm just chilling at home, finishing my 2nd triple whopper of the night, (Yes, I am a whale) and playing some Halo 1. I hear this crashing noise in my kitchen. I am extremely parinoid, and never go anywhere without a backup plan, so I naturally have a Beretta on my stand next to the couch. I grab it and ninja my way out to the kitchen. Not too easy when you're 450 pounds. I look around and see nothing, and tell myself "Huh, must have been on the game" and go back to playing. Then like 2 hours later I start to get hungry. (After finishing 3 large triple whopper meals, wouldn't you want a snack?) I reach for my gun again, but it isn't there. Now I'm really freaked out. I waltz over to my gun case and grab my little old Desert Eagle. Sure, the Deagle isn't worth half a -blam!- in a combat situation, but is big as hell and will give a scare to just about any robber. And if that didn't scare them off, the sight of me in nothing but breifs probably would have. Anyhow, I go out to the kitchen again and see that now there is a bunch of shards of glass on the floor. In fact, they were all over the floor. I go to the garage and get me a broom and dustpan, then come back in, and all the shards are gone, only to be replaced by a clear bowl, filled to the top with a red liquid. Now I'm starting to freak the hell out. I slowly walk into the living room, gun raised, and pick up the phone. I was going to call the cops, but what the hell could they do? Tell me I might need mental help? I might as well have dialed the ghost busters. Then the phone rang right before I picked it up. I picked it up, and when I answered, I heard a multitude of childeren laughing and crying and whatever-ing. I slam the phone down, telling myself that I'm dreaming that I'm in some stupid horror movie. Then I turn around and nearly void myself when I see a guy in a black suit standing at the edge of the room. I'm thinking to myself that it's one of those "Men in Black" because I could have sworn I saw a UFO a few weeks before. I can see he's bald, but I can't really see his face. I work my way towards the door of the room and he starts wlking towards me. I raise my gun and tell him to get back. He keeps coming. I yell at him to get back. He speeds up. Now I have no choice, I have to shoot him. I raise the pistol and let off a shot. I didn't really care about anyone hearing, I live in the middle of a nothing. I swore I was aiming right at him, but it didn't do a damn thing. He didn't stop. I fired two more shots, and nothing. Then I tripped and fell on my back. I would have gotten back up, but like I said, I am a phugging fat ass, and it would have taken me a few seconds. So I just push myself back with my legs, emptying the remaining .50 slugs on his chest. I hit a wall, and stopped trying to do anything. I just look at him with disbelife as I look at him and see that he has no face! No mouth, eyes, nose, or anything else! He stands right above me, and I guess he looks down at me. I am ready to scream, but then I pass out. When I woke up I'm still against the wall, with my gun at my side. I drag myself up and have a look around. There's no bowl with red -blam!- in it, my TV is paused on a level of Halo 1, and no bullet holes are in any wall. I check the gun and see that it's indeed empty, but for some reason the hammer isn't locked back. I told myself it was a dream, and I must have sleep walked. So you know what I did then? I got my ass to IHOP and got me some pancakes. After a while I come home and turn on the news and saw that some paranormal expert died of comletely unknown causes. Now, I know what you're thinking, that this is totally fake. Well, it happened AGAIN. In fact, it happens every three years. I don't know if it's just a dream or not, but it should happen again this year, and I am almost positive that it will. And it hasn't been just me, many other people have had this type of thing happen to them. Go look it up.

Alright, I guess that might not have been too scary to read, but when it happens, it is scary as -blam!-. Well whatever, continue writing, dearest comrades.

Oh, and if you're wondering what happened to that berreta at the begining, I still haven't found it. Pisses me off, too, it was a gold M9 with a custom rosewood hilt.
dont worry dude at least you can look forward to eating at IHOP every time it happens. Unless.... IHOP and your backup Denny's goes out of business

[Edited on 06.13.2010 5:35 AM PDT]

  • 06.13.2010 5:34 AM PDT

But DIPPING STICKS Skyler...

"There are shadows for the shadows of things, as a reflection seen in a mirror of a mirror. We know there are circles within circles and dimensions beyond dimension. Reality is itself a shadow, only an appearance accepted by those whose eyes shun what might lie beyond." -Louis L'Amour-

Posted by: MissIonCannon97
A few years ago I was asleep, and I was awakened by something tapping on my window. At first I thought it was a branch, but then I really started listening. The time between the taps was Morse Code! It kept tapping "We have been looking for you" I was mega-freaked about it, so I got my gun and went to see the disturbance, and there has nothing there. I went back to bed and the noise started again. I checked and went back to bed 2 more times, and the forth time I returned, no more taps. Then the power went out. I swapped out my pistol for my rifle (which has a flashlight on it) and turned it on, because it is the only flashlight I owned. I went to the window, and noticed that only my house had a power outage. I went to my bedroom where the breakers are, and I had no fuses blown. Then the front door was broken into. I ran toward it, but in the hall leading up to it, I saw them. 9 foot tall men, 3 of them, all in dark (as far a I could tell) I shot 1, and cannot remember any more. The next morning I woke up, and all that was left was a black stain on the floor, and my rifle. My rifle's flashlight had note that read "We found you". Nothing else. They took everything except those things and my clothes I was wearing. 1 of my neighbors reported the same, except his weapon was a knife. I have moved since, and this is the first I have told anyone except that neighbor, and the authorities.


Well my friend looks like you got attacked by Ringwraiths

  • 06.13.2010 5:45 AM PDT
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everytime i went to bed i heard a little creek coming from my tv about a year later i found out it was my cat

  • 06.13.2010 7:27 AM PDT

Warthog spree!
I <3 dead grunts :D
Those who do not play online multi-player sux :(

sorry dp

[Edited on 06.13.2010 12:49 PM PDT]

  • 06.13.2010 12:47 PM PDT

Warthog spree!
I <3 dead grunts :D
Those who do not play online multi-player sux :(

Ok this one happened recently. Have you ever seen a horror movie where the main character is walking along a old dark road? well that describes the general area of where I live, old and dark. I live deep in the black hills (look it up) and whenever it rains the sun-parched trees turn black, kk. It was real misted out one morning so when i got up at 6 to do some cardio workouts I simply walked to the end of my drive way (approx 1/2 mile) Since I had already walked to the end of my drive way I decided, hell Ill just walk up and get the paper. (approx 1 mile [so do the math. . .1 1/2 miles]) so I had reached the news paper box, grabbed the paper and started to head back. I was busy looking AT the paper so I did not bother to look up. when I did look up (due to the insane darkness of that certain part of the woods) I nearly fell on my ass at the shock of there being a cow sitting right in front of me. it mooed, and stared at me. which I guess isn't really creepy but after I had started to walk past the cow, I looked back. And there was no cow. I was just thinking "must have run off or something" while i was busy looking back that cow must have ran in front of me cause when I looked forward again it was there, but this time it didn't moo it kinda grunted a little, two more times same thing (by know I was paranoid and running full blast) the last time it happened the cow screamed, but not like a animal shriek or something, like an older women. Needles to say I always carry a knife now. . .

  • 06.13.2010 12:48 PM PDT

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*Sips Chocolate Milk*

So I'm staying at this house we rented for my sisters graduation. This morning I was talking to my mom and grandpa and I feel someone poke me. First I ask if it was my grandpa and he looks at me strangely and says no. He says it was probably the chair but It felt like a human finger. I writing this on my iPod and it is spazing out.

  • 06.14.2010 12:09 PM PDT