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They act all big and tough when their on camera with their friends and their guns. But when you break into their house in the middle of the night and stick a gun barrel in their face. They cry like babies and and piss their pants.
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I was feeding my friends cat while he was on vacation. And i also had to change the litter box, So i go into the small basement (it's only one room with one hanging light) and i start to empty the itty litter into a plastic bag. Then the light bulb dies and the sink next to the washer began to run for some reason. So i get kind of spooked and i start to leave the basement. Then something hits my face begins to claw me. I screamed and grabbed it and pulled it off my face.... It was my friends cat... i think it was hiding on one of the shelves and jumped onto my head when i walked by it... It scared the jebesus out of me..

  • 02.17.2008 7:53 PM PDT
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"i think it might just be alright
to leave what matters out of sight
old habits die hard, holding on
inevitable means it's never gone"
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I was sleeping then suddenly i woke up and this blue light filled he room. next thing i remember i was being drug through the hallway then i was put onto a ship and these scary aliens wanted to stick somthing up my bum-bum. Then i blacked out and when i woke up i was sleeping on the street in front of my house.



and rosie o' donnell is attractive........


yeah! I think so too! I would like to boink her.


O what a relief I thought i was the only one!!!

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something weird that occasionally happens to me, the second i start to fall asleep i hear a loud "hey!" and i feel like ive been shocked, ive never been able to explain it but man is it weird when it happens


its a sign...................someone is trying to tell you its not time for bed


LMAO!!!!

I've had a few creepy things happen to me. I was sleeping in my room and at around 3:00 my door opened a little bit. That was genuinely scary because I have always had a slight fear of monsters and such.

Another thing that happened was I was doenstairs watching TV, when all of the sudden I heard an bang form upstairs. I went and checked what it was, and the light cover for the fan just fell off randomly.



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How can you see a dark figure in the dark?

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zOmg I has storee@! Wunce i was sleep and i woke up and i hurd a wailing and scratching at my doar...turned out i fergot to feed my kat.

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Well my dad is a retired teacher, he taught high school up until 2002. Back in like 1997 or 98, the year before Columbine, he had this one student in his class. My dad says that I remind him of the kid a little and that it scares the -blam!- out of him. He never really talked about the whole "ordeal" until recently when I revealed some info. concerning this kid.

Anyway, I will get to that part later. This kid, David Harris is his name, was a student in my dad's history class. My dad seemed to like the boy and the boy respected my dad. To every other teacher in the school he was the bane of their career. David, according to my dad, had a dual-obsession with Friedrich Nietzsche and Charles Manson. He was a loner, his only friend died in a car accident, and was made fun of and beat up constantly. One morning before school, I remember watching the news with my father. There was a report on that a local boy's charred remains were found in his car on an old country road. The boy was believed to be David Harris. Bottles of alcohol were found in the burned car along with a red-container filled with gas. The police thought that the boy was drunk the night before and accidentally caught his car on fire; not being able to escape, the boy died in the car. The bodies of David's parents were found at their house when police went to inform them of their son's fate. The two had been tied up in chair back-to-back, both shot in the head.

A note in the mother's hand read: This is your world in witch we grow; and we will grow to hate you. -Charles Manson.

Apparently, David had killed his father and mother and ended up killing himself intensionally or not.

Back to the creepy part, a few months ago, I had a substitute teacher in my history class. He told the class to call him Mr. H. When the bell rang and i was just about out the door, Mr. H. yelled out "Harlow!". I turned around and approached him. He said, "Your Charlie's youngest son aren't you?" I shook my head yes. Then he handed me an envelope with my dad's name on it and instructed me to deliver it to him. I didn't open it because my dad gets really pissed when anyone opens his mail first. I could see his hand shaking when I handed him the letter, apparently he recognized the handwriting. Inside was the ten year old article of the death of David and his parents' murder.

On a small note attached to it and read:
"Nothing that is, is as it appears to be." -Nietzsche

Charlie, thanks for being there for me when no one was. For you are the only person I have met who accepted me for who I am. You have a very bright son who knows his place in the world. Look after him as you have looked after me. I hope I haven't failed you; i did what I knew what I had to do.

P.S. Mom and Dad send their regards.

The police looked into it and found nothing. Mr. H. was hired at the very last minute and the school had no record of his existence. The thing that scared me the most was how even though I knew Mr. H. was David Harris, I wasn't concerned about safety of myself and my family. I can't help but wonder who's body was found in the burning car if David was alive and under the radar.

[Edited on 02.19.2008 10:32 AM PST]

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the wierdest thing that ever happened i can say happened today. i went to wash my hands, and right when reaching for the hot water handle on the bathroom sink, i stopped for a second and looked in the mirror (who passes a mirror and doesnt look in it?). as i was looking in the mirror i saw something on the floor (not something freaky) and stopped looking in the mirror and actually just looked down (my hand was still midway to turning on the hot water, but i still hadnt touched the handle yet.) after looking down for like a second, the faucet went on. now, its happened before where i cant remember something i did because i did it out of habit, but this was different. when the thing went on, i was positive i didnt touch it. i even tried touching it to see if i would recall the feeling. its been giving me the spooks, but i've just convinced myself that i did it and cant remember, or the rubber things under the sink somehow turned the faucet on.


p.s. just recalling scares the -blam!- out of me, especially since i'm atheist, and dont believe in the supernatural and all that

  • 02.18.2008 5:09 AM PDT
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My Mum's side of the family used to live in Britain. My uncle Stephen when he was 9 came downstairs one morning and told my grandparents that the previous night he played with a lady in red. They disregarded it, but then my Nana had a dream that she was flipping through a photo album, but all of the pictures of Stephen were cut out. She woke up and my Grandfather was telling Stephen to go get the paper from in town. She didn't want him to go because of the dream, but Stephen went anyway. So He got the paper, and on the way back he was walking across a street when a motorcycle came out of nowhere and hit him and kill him.

Some years later, my other uncle Alan (the younger brother) came downstairs and described playing with the same lady in red. My family moved, eventually going to the United States in fear of that house. My Mum had a dream many years later in 1991 where she was walking through a tunnel and saw my uncle Stephen's 9 year old silhouette. He told her to go back because he was waiting for Alan. A year later, Alan got AIDS, and then he died another year later on his birthday. The time of his death was the exact same time of his birth.

Weird, eh?




What do you mean by playing?



Not the dirty way, you pervert. Just like hide and go seek and rolling balls. You know, kid stuff.

At least, as far as I know.

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  • 02.18.2008 7:15 AM PDT
Subject: Creepiest things that have happened to you.
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Well my dad is a retired teacher, he taught high school up until 2002. Back in like 1997 or 98, the year before Columbine, he had this one student in his class. My dad says that I remind him of the kid a little and that it scares the -blam!- out of him. He never really talked about the whole "ordeal" until recently when I revealed some info. concerning this kid.

Anyway, I will get to that part later. This kid, David Harris is his name, was a student in my dad's history class. My dad seemed to like the boy and the boy respected my dad. To every other teacher in the school he was the bane of their career. David, according to my dad, had a dual-obsession with Friedrich Nietzsche and Charles Manson. He was a loner, his only friend died in a car accident, and was made fun of and beat up constantly. One morning before school, I remember watching the news with my father. There was a report on that a local boy's charred remains were found in his car on an old country road. The boy was believed to be David Harris. Bottles of alcohol were found in the burned car along with a red-container filled with gas. The police thought that the boy was drunk the night before and accidentally caught his car on fire; not being able to escape, the boy died in the car. The bodies of David's parents were found at their house when police went to inform them of their son's fate. The two had been tied up in chair back-to-back, both shot in the head.

A note in the mother's hand read: This is your world in witch we grow; and we will grow to hate you. -Charles Manson.

Apparently, David had killed his father and mother and ended up killing himself intensionally or not.

Back to the creepy part, a few months ago, I had a substitute teacher in my history class. He told the class to call him Mr. H. When the bell rang and i was just about out the door, Mr. H. yelled out "Harlow!". I turned around and approached him. He said, "Your Charlie's youngest son aren't you?" I shook my head yes. Then he handed me an envelope with my dad's name on it and instructed me to deliver it to him. I didn't open it because my dad gets really pissed when anyone opens his mail first. I could see his hand shaking when I handed him the letter, apparently he recognized the handwriting. Inside was the ten year old article of the death of David and his parents' murder.

On a small note attached to it and read:
"Nothing that is, is as it appears to be." -Nietzsche

Charlie, thanks for being there for me when no one was. For you are the only person I have met who accepted me for who I am. You have a very bright son who knows his place in the world. Look after him as you have looked after me. I hope I haven't failed you; i did what I knew what I had to do.

P.S. Mom and Dad send their regards.

The police looked into it and found nothing. Mr. H. was hired at the very last minute and the school had no record of his existence. The thing that scared me the most was how even though I knew Mr. H. was David Harris, I was concerned about safety of myself and my family. I can't help but wonder who's body was found in the burning car if David was alive and under the radar.


Jesus christ, that's either a really good story or a really creepy thing.

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one of the creepiest things that has ever happened to me was a few years ago. My family always rents a house on Block Island every year as a reunion type thing. One afternoon I was feeling tired so I didn't go out with the family too the beach and was all alone in the house, which was 3 stories. While I was waiting for everyone to come back for lunch/dinner I decided to get a snack in the kitchen, all of a sudden I hear doors start opening and closing on the 3rd floor, at first i just dismissed the noise but then I heard people shouting in all directions from inside the house. I called out to see if the others had come home but no one answered. That was when i got seriously spooked because there were no other houses for at least 100yds and the voices sounded close not to mention the doors kept slamming despite an obvious lack of wind. Eventually the noises went away but after that i didn't stay in the house alone for long periods of time. My Cousin bought a book on Hauntings on the Island and the fact that the house we stayed in was voted the most haunted house on the island only confirmed to me that that house was messed up. Not to mention some was murdered on the third floor, which they used to store dead bodies in during the winter. If you don't believe me look it up.

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what are you?the budda?
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Once, I went outside.

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one of the creepiest things that has ever happened to me was a few years ago. My family always rents a house on Block Island every year as a reunion type thing. One afternoon I was feeling tired so I didn't go out with the family too the beach and was all alone in the house, which was 3 stories. While I was waiting for everyone to come back for lunch/dinner I decided to get a snack in the kitchen, all of a sudden I hear doors start opening and closing on the 3rd floor, at first i just dismissed the noise but then I heard people shouting in all directions from inside the house. I called out to see if the others had come home but no one answered. That was when i got seriously spooked because there were no other houses for at least 100yds and the voices sounded close not to mention the doors kept slamming despite an obvious lack of wind. Eventually the noises went away but after that i didn't stay in the house alone for long periods of time. My Cousin bought a book on Hauntings on the Island and the fact that the house we stayed in was voted the most haunted house on the island only confirmed to me that that house was messed up. Not to mention some was murdered on the third floor, which they used to store dead bodies in during the winter. If you don't believe me look it up.


wouldnt that suck if someone just forgot to turn off the tv?

  • 02.18.2008 2:53 PM PDT

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I try my best to block out the screams
But they're haunting me in my dreams
Please, break my shackles, I want it to stop

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Sergeant Explosion and The Quiet Day in London.

Well...I slept once, thats pretty scary

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Posted by: xTRIGGER092x
*Sigh*

Never had an eerie or paranormal experience (but I want to so bad!).


HAHA!!!! You will wish you hadn't said that when something happens

  • 02.18.2008 4:18 PM PDT

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I was messin around with this girl that id been crushing on FOREVER and this was the first time we actually got naked and made something of it. I was so excited and her boobs were as great as I imagined them to be. We were home alone on my couch and havin at it when I heard a noise from the hall behind my kitchen. we both looked and saw nothing and remembered we were home alone, we heard the noise again, as if someone was walking down the hall while gliding their fingers across the side of the wall you know? I could definitely hear like a physical presence. We both jumped up and freaked out and the hall light was on. I was so scared and she was grabbing me hella hard (it hurt) which in turn made me MORE scared. We kinda sat their and she was lookin at me like, 'are you gona do something about this?' and I just kinda sat there like, hell no.. After that we hung out for like another hour not doing ANYTHING but watching TV and then she left. I never saw her naked again and i was SOO -blam!- mad at that stupid ass noise and light and whatever. Damn -blam!- block.


So she clamped your balls super hard you watched TV naked for an hour then she left?


Did she let go when you were watching TV?

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haha nice

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lmao. but famouss, how old r u.
i wanna know cuz maybe it really is no secksy tiem.
talking to famouss and xbox demon. forgot to quote.

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Oh, you think darkness is your ally. You merely adopted the dark. I was born in it, molded by it. I didn’t see the light until I was already a man. By then, it was nothing to me but BLINDING!

Wow, I've been reading through a lot of the previous pages, and the caving one sticks out to me. I literally can't muster up the courage to finish it. Also, whilst reading, I heard an audible rustling noise. Needless to say I freaked out. Turns out that I had forgotten that /i was watching my friend's iguana for the weekend.

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someone asked me for my myspace..

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I was messin around with this girl that id been crushing on FOREVER and this was the first time we actually got naked and made something of it. I was so excited and her boobs were as great as I imagined them to be. We were home alone on my couch and havin at it when I heard a noise from the hall behind my kitchen. we both looked and saw nothing and remembered we were home alone, we heard the noise again, as if someone was walking down the hall while gliding their fingers across the side of the wall you know? I could definitely hear like a physical presence. We both jumped up and freaked out and the hall light was on. I was so scared and she was grabbing me hella hard (it hurt) which in turn made me MORE scared. We kinda sat their and she was lookin at me like, 'are you gona do something about this?' and I just kinda sat there like, hell no.. After that we hung out for like another hour not doing ANYTHING but watching TV and then she left. I never saw her naked again and i was SOO -blam!- mad at that stupid ass noise and light and whatever. Damn -blam!- block.


So she clamped your balls super hard you watched TV naked for an hour then she left?


Did she let go when you were watching TV?










What else did she do to your balls. ;)

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i got hit on by my best friends mom , shes hot to

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