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Here's mine:

The Ghost Flight

Hello. Im a pilot named Vladimir Ghovahon, and this is my assistant, Danny Collins. We remember a time in that has always haunted us: It was a tour flight. Our navigator was absent and our navigation gear was not operating due to earlier sabatoge. We didn't know where we where going, but we saw an enornmous cloud of ghostly, green fog. For some reason, our compass began to spin wildly. Our plane, which looked alot like Amelia Earhart and Frederick Noonan's Lockheed Electra, began to rock and shake. An immense, green light came from the clouds. A Phantom UFO began to chase us. Hours later, we miracuously escaped it. But half of our passengers were missing. We took off to try to get out of where ever the hell we were. We look down, and see a Fleet of Persian Ships on the water. They all had a number on the side, and it was 666. We counted 666 ships in the formation of a skull. We [i]evaculate, and seemingly escape them w/out being sighted. Our plane once again began to fail, and and we start to here chanting voices. Our plane crashed on an island. All of our passengers were then either all dead or missing. We scout around, and we built a hut made of rocks. I asked Danny how many pebbles or rocks he found, he counted them for ten minutes, and he said he found 666. We built our hut. At exactly 12:00:00 at night, we heard thousands of gunshots. We went back to our plane, and saw 666 corpses. A note, written in blood was found on our plane. It said, "Raen Si Thaed." Which is backward for, "Death Is Near." We immediatly went inside our plane to see if we could try to save ourselves. When we got there, we saw sleeping ghosts of all of our passengers, and a gun on the ground. Danny said, "Someone must've surivived for a short time, untill either being shot, or he or she commited suicide." We heard a noise in the petrified forest on this "island" were on. We look into it, and see a shadow. It talked to us. And explained what really happened to Amelia Earhart, the U.S. Cyclops, and Extraterestials. It was but a shadow on the trees, and nothing else. It told us about Stonehenge, the Bermuda Triangle, and the future. We get in our plane, the ghosts of our once-living passengers were not there anymore, as the Shadow said he has taken them to his home. The Bermuda Islands. He said they shall be taken care of. He aloud us to leave, and we took of. But the Phantom UFO that we saw earlier, came back. Multiplyed by 665. Comming to 666 Phantom UFO's in all. We turn out 666 Hours later, out of where ever we were. We were home. A short time later, the Shadow came to us. It told us where we were. He said, "The Crossing Line Between The Bermuda Triangle and Hell." We thanked him for his help, and we never saw the Shadow, where we were, and anything like that ever again.[/i]

The End.


LOLL, I laughed so hard when I read the part I highlighted, underlined, and italicized above...

It sounds like...

We ejaculated, and seemingly escaped without getting caught.

What a roflburger!

  • 04.17.2008 2:10 PM PDT
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Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
The Intruder


My friend's sister frequently babysat. One night, she was watching three kids, whose parents were going to be out until about 2:00am. She fed the kids and then they watched some movies. Around 8:00pm, she put the two-year-old to bed. At 8:30, she put the four-year-old to bed and at 9:00, the eight-year old.



She was still hungry so she went back downstairs to make herself a sandwich. When she was almost done, she heard the eight-year-old crying and calling her name. She went upstairs to see what was wrong. When she got up there, the child said she was cold, so the babysitter looked around for another blanket.



As she was doing that, she noticed that the window was open. She thought she had closed all of them but didn't think anything else of it. She closed the window, gave the little girl another blanket, and checked the other windows in the other two children's rooms to make sure they were secure, and then went back downstairs.



When she went back to the kitchen, she noticed that her sandwich was gone. She just brushed it off and blamed it on the dog. She made herself another sandwich. Again, she heard crying, but this time it was the four-year-old. She went to his room, and he too said he was cold. She noticed the window was open again. She was worried this time because she knew she had locked it. She didn't want to scare the child so she just shut and locked it.



She returned downstairs and turned on the alarm system. When she went back to the kitchen, she discovered that her second sandwich was gone. She was really worried so she decided to call the cops. When she told them that her sandwiches were disappearing, they thought she was crazy. She then told them about the windows opening repeatedly and they said it was probably just the kids doing it. After she hung up, she made herself a third sandwich.



She soon heard the two-year-old crying and went up to see what was wrong. Her window was also open. At this point, she was very frightened, so she gathered all of the kids, the cordless phone, and took them into a pantry closet in the kitchen. She called the police again, saying that she was really scared because someone keeps opening the windows and stealing her sandwiches -- and it's not the kids. They told her not to be worried, that they would be over in a few minutes to check it out.



She hung up the phone and held onto the kids tightly. A few minutes later, she heard a noise in the kitchen, and saw the knob turning on the pantry door. She was about ready to scream when a cop opened the door. She asked why they came so fast. He had a worried look on his face and told them to get out of the house. He then told her that on the phone, he heard a double click.


Took me a second to get it.



I don't get it?


Edit: Wait, does it mean us reading it when he hears a double click? Lol. I was soooo hungry I are took her sandwichs!

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This happens a lot to me. It's part of the reason my mom said I couldn't play Resident Evil games until it stopped happening. I kept waking up and I'd see a licker sort of type thing climbing on my walls, then I'd feel something trying to pull me under the bed. It scared the crap outta me, I'm used to it though now. I couldn't move and it's like, WTF, the zombies are using hax?????? JK. I usually get my heart raced up.

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  • 04.17.2008 5:35 PM PDT
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Carrots.

I saw an alien. It was scary as -blam!-. I'm not lying, this was an actual paranormal experience. PM me to learn more.

Okay, one night, I was walking out in the woods in Chateauguay (A suburb of Montreal). I was all alone. A couple of days before this, I was leaving my friends' summer house and I had realized I may have dropped my Wallet. Anyway, I was walking, and I kept hearing these weird whistling noises.

There aren't many dangerous animals in the area, so I figured it's probably some rodent. Then, it kept getting louder, and it almost had a weird, high pitched beat to it, like music.
Eventually, I saw a blink of light out of the corner of my eye, so I turned around, and There was a dude who looked like a cop who was yelling my name out I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here I sprang with a quickness like lightning just appeared Then I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said Fresh and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought "Aw forget it", yo home to Bel-air I pulled up to a house at around seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, home smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-air.

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wow those were some good stories . check this out.
http://s8.gladiatus.com/game/c.php?uid=98045

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Copycat.

Posted by: GezaB
I saw an alien. It was scary as -blam!-. I'm not lying, this was an actual paranormal experience. PM me to learn more.

Okay, one night, I was walking out in the woods in Chateauguay (A suburb of Montreal). I was all alone. A couple of days before this, I was leaving my friends' summer house and I had realized I may have dropped my Wallet. Anyway, I was walking, and I kept hearing these weird whistling noises.

There aren't many dangerous animals in the area, so I figured it's probably some rodent. Then, it kept getting louder, and it almost had a weird, high pitched beat to it, like music.
Eventually, I saw a blink of light out of the corner of my eye, so I turned around, and There was a dude who looked like a cop who was yelling my name out I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here I sprang with a quickness like lightning just appeared Then I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said Fresh and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought "Aw forget it", yo home to Bel-air I pulled up to a house at around seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, home smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-air.

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There was only one story that creeped me out, which was on the 2nd page. It was the oven one. I like that story with that guy named John opening doors going back through his life. His life was flashing through the doors. Then at the end he sees her in the window.

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  • 04.17.2008 6:23 PM PDT

Dianna Agron is the epitome of perfection.

Quinntology.

Read The Last Rung of the Ladder by Stephen King.

It's a great story. While it's not one of the traditional King stories, it's still freaky.

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THE BIRTHMARK

A young man and his new bride were honeymooning in Paris when his wife went into a restroom and didn't return. With time the man began to fear the worst and went to the police. The police thought it was most likely the girl simply had second thoughts about the marriage, but they checked it out anyway and found no evidence of foul play.

As weeks turned into months the man finally gave up on finding his beautiful wife, but his life fell into a shambles, he was so filled with grief.

Unable to hold a job or go on with his life, he took to wandering the world looking for anything that might ease his pain. Years later in Borneo he came upon a freakshow in an old shabby building, he went in on a whim. In the last filthy cage he saw a twisted, scarred and mutilated woman rocking back and forth and groaning strange animal-like noises. He screamed as he recognized the birthmark on his wife's face.


Baby Doll

In rural southern Illinois a toy company began selling "realistic" baby dolls to expectant mothers. But apparently after the mother had her child the toy baby would start crying. Eventually the "rocking motion" advertised to calm it down wouldn't work, and you couldn't get it to stop without shaking it. Eventually when it started crying the parent would have to beat it, and the beatings and thrashings would have to get harder and harder to get it to be quiet. The only thing that seemed to shut the baby doll up permanently was the bash its head against the wall to destroy whatever mechanism triggered the crying. On more than one occasion though, neighbors called the authorities to report child abuse, and when the police arrived they found the the bloody remains of infants smeared across the walls and the floor. In most cases the mother couldn't understand why the police were there, she just "got rid of the stupid doll" as she rocked a baby-shaped bundle in her arms.


Nightmares


A recent study by the National Psychiatric Institute in Boston, MA, concluded that no activity can account for the phenomenon known as nightmares. Whereas many dreams come from unconscious desires, most nightmares seem to come from an outside source independent of the individual. In fact, when subjects are asked to recall nightmares they are almost always found in the same memory section as actual physical memories, not the section where normal dreams are replayed. In other words, those aliens and creatures you see at night in your "dreams?" They're real.





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  • 04.17.2008 7:12 PM PDT

Halo Maniacer

statues scared the heck out of me it freaked me out but i was wondering did it hold a knife

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One day, Sarah's parents had to go on a business trip. She had a dog that usually slept in her parent's room, but it slept under her bed now. Every night when Sarah put down her hand, the dog would lick it. After 5 nights she put her hand under the bed... but the dog wasn't there. She then realized her bathroom light was turned on. She went to turn it off and went back to bed. Again, the light turned on. She went to turn it off again, but she saw her dog's head on the shower head. Written in blood next to the head was
"HUMANS CAN LICK HANDS TOO"

  • 04.20.2008 4:45 PM PDT

-mattrj93

Before I read anymore, I want to say that The Watcher actually gave me a chill.

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SCARY!

  • 04.20.2008 5:35 PM PDT

It means that someone else was in the house and was listenting to her calling the cops.

  • 04.21.2008 7:41 AM PDT

Posted by: GOWSam
Posted by: fifthwheel100
One day, Sarah's parents had to go on a business trip. She had a dog that usually slept in her parent's room, but it slept under her bed now. Every night when Sarah put down her hand, the dog would lick it. After 5 nights she put her hand under the bed... but the dog wasn't there. She then realized her bathroom light was turned on. She went to turn it off and went back to bed. Again, the light turned on. She went to turn it off again, but she saw her dog's head on the shower head. Written in blood next to the head was
"HUMANS CAN LICK HANDS TOO"

If you look earlier, I've already posted that story ^_^


Everyone older than 10 has heard that story.

  • 04.21.2008 7:53 AM PDT

Posted by: wildgeg
Posted by: GOWSam
Posted by: fifthwheel100
One day, Sarah's parents had to go on a business trip. She had a dog that usually slept in her parent's room, but it slept under her bed now. Every night when Sarah put down her hand, the dog would lick it. After 5 nights she put her hand under the bed... but the dog wasn't there. She then realized her bathroom light was turned on. She went to turn it off and went back to bed. Again, the light turned on. She went to turn it off again, but she saw her dog's head on the shower head. Written in blood next to the head was
"HUMANS CAN LICK HANDS TOO"

If you look earlier, I've already posted that story ^_^


Everyone older than 10 has heard that story.

GOWSam was the first i heard it from

[Edited on 04.21.2008 12:42 PM PDT]

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Posted by: Killed by Pasta
Read The Last Rung of the Ladder by Stephen King.

It's a great story. While it's not one of the traditional King stories, it's still freaky.

Yeah I really enjoyed that book.

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The most messed up story was the one with the baby who was cut open to smuggle coke.

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Posted by: steelboom490
Posted by: wildgeg
Posted by: GOWSam
Posted by: fifthwheel100
One day, Sarah's parents had to go on a business trip. She had a dog that usually slept in her parent's room, but it slept under her bed now. Every night when Sarah put down her hand, the dog would lick it. After 5 nights she put her hand under the bed... but the dog wasn't there. She then realized her bathroom light was turned on. She went to turn it off and went back to bed. Again, the light turned on. She went to turn it off again, but she saw her dog's head on the shower head. Written in blood next to the head was
"HUMANS CAN LICK HANDS TOO"

If you look earlier, I've already posted that story ^_^


Everyone older than 10 has heard that story.

GOWSam was the first i heard it from


ya, i know. i just heard it this weekend actually and i posted it at first when i saw this forum. Then i started reading all the stories then saw that one by GOWsam.... sry sam.

  • 04.22.2008 3:10 PM PDT

be on friend list got great maps.plus I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok....................

  • 04.26.2008 11:35 AM PDT

Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
The Cemetery Mimic
There's a defiled cemetery in the outskirts of Ciudad Juarez, Mexico, the city I was born in. People who can't afford to pay funerary services often bury their loved ones here. In Mexico, there's no such thing as medical aid for low income workers. People that come from out of town are not used to the ever changing weather and as consequence, many children die in the winter and end up buried in the old, defiled cemetery.



When I was about ten years old, four older friends and I decided to check it out. We walked for hours and when we finally arrived, it was almost dark. We started walking around and nothing seemed out of place. The air was getting very heavy and we heard a strange noise from an old, rotted tree. As we got near it, the tree started shaking. We all got really scared and ran. Later on, we found out that it was one of our friends playing a prank on us.



We were laughing when suddenly the old grave keeper showed up. He said "Boys, I know you are all just here to have fun and fool around, but please understand that horrible things happen here! I live in that house over there (about 100 feet from the cemetery), and every night that those high school punks come and drink and make their mess, weird things begin to happen. Last time there were loud voices and someone was knocking on my door at 2:00 am. I thought it was those punks, but no one was there. I am very tired and I really would like to sleep tonight, so if you have no business here, please leave." We felt bad for the poor old guy and left.



We never returned to that place until I was seventeen. I was with my high school punk friends in a truck, and we were looking for the old cemetery. After ten years, the place had really changed and we were having trouble finding the cemetery. The trail was wet and muddy and there were so many of us that the truck got stuck in the mud. When we got out of the truck, we soon found out that we were inside the cemetery.



My friend left the truck in neutral so we could push it, when suddenly the truck began moving by itself. After we saw that, we were so scared that we just got in the truck and drove off. When we finally decided to stop, we noticed that the truck was marked with tiny foot and hand prints all over. Then the grave keeper showed up and said "I remember you, you don't understand what is going on, do you?" The spirits will chase you for a long time."



I really didn't pay much attention to what he said until I later learned that there hadn't been any grave keeper there for years. I got really freaked out when my friends started telling me that I looked different. The said they would run into me and I would have a disturbing, "evil" look in my eyes. The weird part is that I was never even at the place and time they would tell me they saw me.



One of my friends said he chased me all the way into a dead-end alley, and that I would just disappear without a trace. Even my girlfriend said she would sometimes see me near her house, dressed in black, with a disturbing glare, when I was actually out somewhere drinking, with someone else.



My sister says that sometimes she hears me when I get home, and watches me open the door and go into the living room with the light turned off. She would see me lay down on the sofa from across the hall, and suddenly I would begin ripping my clothes off like some wild animal. When she turns the light on, there's no one there. Hours later, I would arrive home, leave my keys on the table and go to my room. All of this happens as if someone, or something was imitating me -- like a mimic.


first paraghraph insulted me im mexican AND WE DO HAVE MEDICLA CARE FOR THE POOR!

  • 04.26.2008 4:48 PM PDT

Stealing kills in a Team Slayer match is like eating food, it all goes down the same hole

Mining and tunneling through hundreds of asteroids while shooting others who are doing the same thing. It's a game. Check it out.

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Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
The Cemetery Mimic
There's a defiled cemetery in the outskirts of Ciudad Juarez, Mexico, the city I was born in. People who can't afford to pay funerary services often bury their loved ones here. In Mexico, there's no such thing as medical aid for low income workers. People that come from out of town are not used to the ever changing weather and as consequence, many children die in the winter and end up buried in the old, defiled cemetery.



When I was about ten years old, four older friends and I decided to check it out. We walked for hours and when we finally arrived, it was almost dark. We started walking around and nothing seemed out of place. The air was getting very heavy and we heard a strange noise from an old, rotted tree. As we got near it, the tree started shaking. We all got really scared and ran. Later on, we found out that it was one of our friends playing a prank on us.



We were laughing when suddenly the old grave keeper showed up. He said "Boys, I know you are all just here to have fun and fool around, but please understand that horrible things happen here! I live in that house over there (about 100 feet from the cemetery), and every night that those high school punks come and drink and make their mess, weird things begin to happen. Last time there were loud voices and someone was knocking on my door at 2:00 am. I thought it was those punks, but no one was there. I am very tired and I really would like to sleep tonight, so if you have no business here, please leave." We felt bad for the poor old guy and left.



We never returned to that place until I was seventeen. I was with my high school punk friends in a truck, and we were looking for the old cemetery. After ten years, the place had really changed and we were having trouble finding the cemetery. The trail was wet and muddy and there were so many of us that the truck got stuck in the mud. When we got out of the truck, we soon found out that we were inside the cemetery.



My friend left the truck in neutral so we could push it, when suddenly the truck began moving by itself. After we saw that, we were so scared that we just got in the truck and drove off. When we finally decided to stop, we noticed that the truck was marked with tiny foot and hand prints all over. Then the grave keeper showed up and said "I remember you, you don't understand what is going on, do you?" The spirits will chase you for a long time."



I really didn't pay much attention to what he said until I later learned that there hadn't been any grave keeper there for years. I got really freaked out when my friends started telling me that I looked different. The said they would run into me and I would have a disturbing, "evil" look in my eyes. The weird part is that I was never even at the place and time they would tell me they saw me.



One of my friends said he chased me all the way into a dead-end alley, and that I would just disappear without a trace. Even my girlfriend said she would sometimes see me near her house, dressed in black, with a disturbing glare, when I was actually out somewhere drinking, with someone else.



My sister says that sometimes she hears me when I get home, and watches me open the door and go into the living room with the light turned off. She would see me lay down on the sofa from across the hall, and suddenly I would begin ripping my clothes off like some wild animal. When she turns the light on, there's no one there. Hours later, I would arrive home, leave my keys on the table and go to my room. All of this happens as if someone, or something was imitating me -- like a mimic.


first paraghraph insulted me im mexican AND WE DO HAVE MEDICLA CARE FOR THE POOR!


Don't get offended by something thats not meant to offend.

  • 04.27.2008 5:19 PM PDT

Has anyone read any Stephen King books??

  • 05.12.2008 5:00 PM PDT

Two makes there more than speakers.

Posted by: PETERSON4
the 2nd one scared me.

same. Just imagine seeing red thinking it's a cover when it was an eye 0.o

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