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Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

I may be an idiot but what am I?

the ww2 one was awsome "he prided himself with his resorsefullness"

  • 09.18.2008 1:39 PM PDT

‮‮Awesax

This thread still pumping out stories? I need to catch up.

  • 09.19.2008 6:23 AM PDT

Get me some juice.

Posted by: Dunceegg
Yellow eyes

(keep in mind i was young when i wrote this..=\

In the year 1931 during the great depression there was a family who have been farmers their whole lives. But there was one child, the youngest the smallest the one who got the least food, had always had strange unexplainable events happening to her. The parents had no idea why the doctor said it was for attention but who knew? The kids at school made fun of her all the time and her sibling made fun of her. “Why me?” she would constantly ask herself. Though she was young she knew something was wrong. One night when she had nothing to eat and a day of agony and tormenting from the neighborhood kids she had decided to try and get some sleep. After and hour of sleep she was woken up by a disturbing voice in the distance. She thought “Oh please tell me I’m in a dream oh lord please tell me.” After what seemed like an eternity of grueling pain and agony the sound seemed even closer. She could have gone to her parents but to be shunned, what’s the point? Her siblings? No. confront the treacherous voice, at such a young age? There was no solution, but to wait it out. But how long would this last? She heard a banging on the window. She gazed over to the window and saw two glowing yellow eyes just looking in not staring just a bleak empty stare. Nothing but eyes. The girl ran to her parents, she had no choice but to go to them. She jumped on the bed and the parents awoke. The father furious yelled “Get out your only a burden and money consuming” Disowned from the family and horrified she ran out of the house and went write to her window. To search for the fiend who had ripped this family apart but nothing was there…why? Why would this creature terrorize her? She decided to run away into town. As the sun rose she looked back to see what she had left and noticed a figure that had the shape of a human and two glaring yellow eyes. She tripped and had cuts on her arms and legs and was paralyzed in fear. The humanly figure moved closer but the girl was able to scramble to her feet and made it to town. She knew no one could take her in because the country was in great poverty so she stayed on the streets until one day. One day when an elderly lady invited her to house. The girl happily agreed. They laughed sewed and danced a little. After about two weeks of happiness the girl was experiencing strange events. The girl started hearing strange voices and chills. She couldn’t go through this again she wouldn’t. She told the old lady about this and she replied with a simple short answer “He’s back”. “Who is it who tell me who I need to know.” said the girl. The woman searched her book shelves and took out an old book. The young girl had tried to make out the title of it but to no avail. After a few moments of reading the old woman sighed heavily and explained all of it. She said that it’s the crazed killer who wanders the plains and picks random victims and doesn’t give up until he has a bloody gruesome murder. But he doesn’t just come in and slaughter you. He calls out for you while coming closer and closer and then he just looks doesn’t look at whoever is in the room he just looks. Then the next day he gives a warning then comes in at night and cuts your torso open and slowly takes out your lungs and hangs them in his layer. Nobody knows why either some say he’s just deranged others say he’s taking years of torment out on other people. The girl told the old lady of her experiences and how she was disowned and the woman is speechless and quickly makes the girl leave. Alone that night she knew it was her time but she wasn’t going to let anyone else take her life, she would do it. She committed suicide that night in the town plaza. Now in the year 2008 when I turn in my bed I can feel those empty eyes looking in and Mary standing there. Maybe one day I too can join them and there empty search.


I've been reading all of the stories since the first page and now I just am just not going to sleep well tonight. Somebody hold me, I'm scared. *shudders*

  • 09.20.2008 1:02 AM PDT

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Posted by: Dunceegg
Yellow eyes

(keep in mind i was young when i wrote this..=\

In the year 1931 during the great depression there was a family who have been farmers their whole lives. But there was one child, the youngest the smallest the one who got the least food, had always had strange unexplainable events happening to her. The parents had no idea why the doctor said it was for attention but who knew? The kids at school made fun of her all the time and her sibling made fun of her. “Why me?” she would constantly ask herself. Though she was young she knew something was wrong. One night when she had nothing to eat and a day of agony and tormenting from the neighborhood kids she had decided to try and get some sleep. After and hour of sleep she was woken up by a disturbing voice in the distance. She thought “Oh please tell me I’m in a dream oh lord please tell me.” After what seemed like an eternity of grueling pain and agony the sound seemed even closer. She could have gone to her parents but to be shunned, what’s the point? Her siblings? No. confront the treacherous voice, at such a young age? There was no solution, but to wait it out. But how long would this last? She heard a banging on the window. She gazed over to the window and saw two glowing yellow eyes just looking in not staring just a bleak empty stare. Nothing but eyes. The girl ran to her parents, she had no choice but to go to them. She jumped on the bed and the parents awoke. The father furious yelled “Get out your only a burden and money consuming” Disowned from the family and horrified she ran out of the house and went write to her window. To search for the fiend who had ripped this family apart but nothing was there…why? Why would this creature terrorize her? She decided to run away into town. As the sun rose she looked back to see what she had left and noticed a figure that had the shape of a human and two glaring yellow eyes. She tripped and had cuts on her arms and legs and was paralyzed in fear. The humanly figure moved closer but the girl was able to scramble to her feet and made it to town. She knew no one could take her in because the country was in great poverty so she stayed on the streets until one day. One day when an elderly lady invited her to house. The girl happily agreed. They laughed sewed and danced a little. After about two weeks of happiness the girl was experiencing strange events. The girl started hearing strange voices and chills. She couldn’t go through this again she wouldn’t. She told the old lady about this and she replied with a simple short answer “He’s back”. “Who is it who tell me who I need to know.” said the girl. The woman searched her book shelves and took out an old book. The young girl had tried to make out the title of it but to no avail. After a few moments of reading the old woman sighed heavily and explained all of it. She said that it’s the crazed killer who wanders the plains and picks random victims and doesn’t give up until he has a bloody gruesome murder. But he doesn’t just come in and slaughter you. He calls out for you while coming closer and closer and then he just looks doesn’t look at whoever is in the room he just looks. Then the next day he gives a warning then comes in at night and cuts your torso open and slowly takes out your lungs and hangs them in his layer. Nobody knows why either some say he’s just deranged others say he’s taking years of torment out on other people. The girl told the old lady of her experiences and how she was disowned and the woman is speechless and quickly makes the girl leave. Alone that night she knew it was her time but she wasn’t going to let anyone else take her life, she would do it. She committed suicide that night in the town plaza. Now in the year 2008 when I turn in my bed I can feel those empty eyes looking in and Mary standing there. Maybe one day I too can join them and there empty search.


I've been reading all of the stories since the first page and now I just am just not going to sleep well tonight. Somebody hold me, I'm scared. *shudders*

woh thats freeky

  • 09.21.2008 2:17 PM PDT
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mine was when i was on summer vacation and just a month from 4th grade. we were at a hotel at the beach. anyway wear on the second story of the hotel my mom and her are eating supper and my friend is playing his playstation. i decide to go out on the balcony around 8 pm from what i remember. well i walk out to it and just stare at the sea for 5 minutes when this huge creatue leaps from the water in the distance. and insead of just falling back into the water it kinda glides in the air for a few seconds then dives into the water. the part that freaked me out was that it had a lizard shape. it could of been a whale but...... i just believe in sea serpents and dragons from that an another time during a storm.


im looking outside and during a lightning flash i saw a large lizard looking creature with big wings and clawed legs and forlegs and a long tail. then on the next flash i catch a glimpse of it flying into the cloud and i hear a roar sound that kinda sounded like the sound of my name........ i swear ive had atleast twelve sightings of those things. each of them make a roar that sounds like my name....... i think their haunting me...... im actually a bit scared and curious about them.......

  • 09.21.2008 5:46 PM PDT

Get out of my house.
Mars If olive oil is made of olives and vegetable oil is made out of vegetable, what is baby oil made out of......OMG!!! O.0

Posted by: Dsurion21
mine was when i was on summer vacation and just a month from 4th grade. we were at a hotel at the beach. anyway wear on the second story of the hotel my mom and her are eating supper and my friend is playing his playstation. i decide to go out on the balcony around 8 pm from what i remember. well i walk out to it and just stare at the sea for 5 minutes when this huge creatue leaps from the water in the distance. and insead of just falling back into the water it kinda glides in the air for a few seconds then dives into the water. the part that freaked me out was that it had a lizard shape. it could of been a whale but...... i just believe in sea serpents and dragons from that an another time during a storm.


im looking outside and during a lightning flash i saw a large lizard looking creature with big wings and clawed legs and forlegs and a long tail. then on the next flash i catch a glimpse of it flying into the cloud and i hear a roar sound that kinda sounded like the sound of my name........ i swear ive had atleast twelve sightings of those things. each of them make a roar that sounds like my name....... i think their haunting me...... im actually a bit scared and curious about them.......
Are You Sure You Are Not High????

  • 09.25.2008 5:30 PM PDT
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If any of you have ever heard of Stephen King, find a copy of Night Shift and read the story I Am The Doorway. It freaked me out a lot.

  • 09.26.2008 12:01 PM PDT
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you want a short scary story then let me tell you about me.......

  • 09.26.2008 12:10 PM PDT

Maroon 5 is awesome. Deal with it.

the last one is twisted, im just thinking the watcher.

seeing red and not realising what it was then finding out later, its like you never really wanted to know what it was

  • 09.27.2008 3:06 AM PDT

lives for halo ............................................................. .......................................................dies from no bobody

rofl
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Posted by: Raptor2005
There is a demon of great evil, that will be able to walk upon the Earth if someone is told of its existence and does not repeat the name to another. To the best of my ability, his name roughly approximates "Jkqxxllyuo".


This was told to me by a rather unkempt man on the street; if you have not noticed it already, I just told it to you.


Well, i seems everyone is doomed because i can not pronounce it.

lol


The next time you make a purchase, hand the clerk a $1 bill and ask her to make change. She will hand you back a number of coins, several of which bear the likenesses of long dead historical figures.

  • 09.27.2008 2:02 PM PDT
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Posted by: GOWSam
The following is a true story - found in an abandoned journal in the woods
Five teenagers go into the woods for a hiking trip. They pack all necessary food and drink, and sleeping + travelling gear. They were having fun for a few days, until their friend (named Steve) went missing. They looked for him for five days solid - thinking it was nothing serious, and when they decided to go to the police - they discovered that they were lost with no maps.

They carried on travelling, and found this old house - all the trees around it were dead, some fallen to the ground. Behind the house was a haystack, and on top of it was their friend - sliced perfectly in half. His eyes were sewn, and rats feasted on his flesh. The teens ran, crying and screaming, and only came back a couple of days later. His body was gone. They became brave enough to walk into the old house. They described it as colder inside than it was outside. Sure enough, nothing was in here, not even Steves body.

They walked out of the house, and began heading north, in hope of a way out. At night they fell asleep while walking. When they woke up, they realised a second teen had dissapeared. A girl named Melissa. They began to panic, drank some water, and ran. They said that they were sure they were running the opposite direction of the house, but somehow they ended back in the same area.

The three remaining teens (Harry, Scott and Rita) picked up some logs, and walked into the house in curiosity. When they entered, they some Melissa's body handing by the neck - sliced in half and eyes sewn out. But her throat was slit, and a symbolic tattoo was painted across her topless chest. Steve was also hanging, the same mark across his topless chest. Harry and Scott walked into the next room, and left Rita behind.

This is Rita's journal, and this is what she saw...
A man with dirty ginger hair, and one eye gouged out. Blood was smeared over his face, and he had only three teeth, dirty and brown. He was large, and wore a yellow tinted vest. But the most distincing thing about him was that he had no legs. He dragged himself along the floor with his abormally long fingernails.

The journal ends here.
They found this journal inside the house next to some chains in the wall. Guesses are Rita writ the journal while tied up, as the writing was messy and hurried.




Edit: Ok it's not a true story - that was to add to the effect - I made it up on the spot xP



Sweet, I survived. My names Scott, woohoo!

  • 10.02.2008 3:30 PM PDT

Funny how?

Dammit, I thought these stories were having no effect on me, but I just navigated myself to the bathroom, and I kept getting creeped out at every turn..

  • 10.02.2008 11:12 PM PDT

"We forget that what matters begins with the imagination."
- Terry Brooks

I would like to consider myself a Floodian. WRLAAWRSHGLK!

Creepypasta's story for today was pretty good.

In The Mirror
October 8th, 2008 by WHO WAS PHONE?
Normally you sleep soundly, but the thunderstorm raging outside is stirring you from your sleep. You begin to doze, then another crash jolts you awake. The cycle lasts most of the night. So you lay there, eyes open and outward, looking at your room stretching out before you in oblong shadows. Your eyes move from nameless object, to object, until you reach your mirror, sitting adjacent to you across the room.

Suddenly a flash of lighting, and the mirror flickers in illumination. For a scant second the mirror revels to you dozens of faces, silhouettes within its frame, mouths open and eyes blackened. They stare out at you, their black pupils fixed upon your face.

Then it is done. Are you sure of what you have seen? Unsettled, you don’t sleep for the rest of the evening. The next morning you remove the mirror from your wall and toss it in the trash. It didn’t matter if the vision you had seen was of truth or falsehood, you wanted to be rid of that mirror. In fact, you scrap every mirror in your house.

Weeks pass and the event of that night falls into passive memory. You are spending the day at a friend’s house and it’s time to use the bathroom. While you are in there the faucet starts to run without you prompting it. Taken aback by this, you do not yet act, trying to reason with your paranoia in your mind. The water starts to steam and a skin of moisture covers the mirror up above. You’re watching intently as words form: “Please return the mirrors. We miss watching you sleep at night.”

  • 10.08.2008 10:36 AM PDT

Die for the Pie
ಠ_ಠ < Do it NOW

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Megan Fox is a whore.

Gigolo.

Damn it, why am I reading these as I'm going to bed with the lights already off?!

  • 10.08.2008 10:45 AM PDT
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the statue creeped me out the most

  • 10.11.2008 5:16 PM PDT

Posted by: shoemy89
Creepypasta's story for today was pretty good.

In The Mirror
October 8th, 2008 by WHO WAS PHONE?
Normally you sleep soundly, but the thunderstorm raging outside is stirring you from your sleep. You begin to doze, then another crash jolts you awake. The cycle lasts most of the night. So you lay there, eyes open and outward, looking at your room stretching out before you in oblong shadows. Your eyes move from nameless object, to object, until you reach your mirror, sitting adjacent to you across the room.

Suddenly a flash of lighting, and the mirror flickers in illumination. For a scant second the mirror revels to you dozens of faces, silhouettes within its frame, mouths open and eyes blackened. They stare out at you, their black pupils fixed upon your face.

Then it is done. Are you sure of what you have seen? Unsettled, you don’t sleep for the rest of the evening. The next morning you remove the mirror from your wall and toss it in the trash. It didn’t matter if the vision you had seen was of truth or falsehood, you wanted to be rid of that mirror. In fact, you scrap every mirror in your house.

Weeks pass and the event of that night falls into passive memory. You are spending the day at a friend’s house and it’s time to use the bathroom. While you are in there the faucet starts to run without you prompting it. Taken aback by this, you do not yet act, trying to reason with your paranoia in your mind. The water starts to steam and a skin of moisture covers the mirror up above. You’re watching intently as words form: “Please return the mirrors. We miss watching you sleep at night.”

write "f you" in the mist on the mirror.

  • 10.11.2008 5:19 PM PDT

The lines we've cross in search of change,
but all they see is treason

Posted by: Res
i got 1



one bright day in the middle of the night 2 dead boys came up to fight they drew there swords and shot eachother the deaf police man heard the noise to save the lives of the 2 dead boys if you dont belive the story is true ask the blind man he saw it 2
I swear my friend came up with that in science class for oxymoron's. My friend does not even know what is halo so that is relly creepy.

  • 10.12.2008 12:54 PM PDT

Boo! Did I scared u?

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.


What? I don't get it

  • 10.13.2008 9:46 AM PDT

don't discourage drugs, the Beatles would never have thought up Sgt. Pepper if they weren't on acid

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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.


What? I don't get it


by the word "click" he means the noise a phone makes when it hangs up

  • 10.13.2008 10:01 AM PDT

don't discourage drugs, the Beatles would never have thought up Sgt. Pepper if they weren't on acid

Posted by: War Machine V
McCain winning the election.


THAT. is hilarious

i lawled

  • 10.13.2008 10:03 AM PDT