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holy -blam!- that was scary

  • 02.26.2009 6:26 PM PDT
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I wonder if it would be creepier if he saw purple eyes

  • 02.26.2009 8:20 PM PDT
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Mine story! This isn't the final edition, but that is saved onto a different PC, so I can't get it.

This is a story I wrote for my English class, haven't gotten a mark yet.

Silence

Kaspar sat. He was deep in thought. It was because of his thoughts that he didn't notice it. It was quiet. No sound.
"Hello? Mom? Dad?" Kaspar called out. No answer. "Chappy! Here boy, Chap!" The little dog bounded down the stairs, barking. Kaspar sighed with relief. "Come one, Chap, let's go for a walk." Kaspar quickly ascended the stairs, grabbed the leash, hooked Chap on, and took off out the door. He walked to the middle of town, and even there, no sound. All the stores were closed, there was no sound, nothing. Kaspar, with a sense foreboding, quickly walked away from the deserted street. After a few minutes, Kaspar found himself at the edge of town, overlooking a beautiful vista of winding rivers, woodlands, and a setting sun. But, still, silence. "Chap, let's have a rest." Kaspar sat on a nearby bench, while Chap curled up at his feet.

He awoke, feeling a....presence, behind him. Kaspar jumped, and spun around. "Who's there!?" he shouted. Still nothing, no sound whatsoever. There was...a feeling, though, of being watched. Kaspar checked his watch, 6:30 p.m., it was just beginning to get dark. "Chap...Chap, let's go, let's go home." He said, his voice shaking. Kaspar scooped up the leash, patted Chap on the head, and walked for home. He could feel something watching, as he walked, but there was still nothing, no sound, no people, no nothing.

Nearly half an hour later, Kaspar arrived home. Opening the door, he noticed the lights were on. The lights had been off when he left. "Hello? Mom? Dad? Anyone here? Hello..." he called "What the..this is weird." Kaspar did a quick check of the house. Grabbing the phone of the receiver, he dialed his Dad's cellphone. Nothing, the phone was dead. Kaspar slowly picked up the remote, and flicked on the TV. It came on! "Haha, I was getting worked up for noth-" There was no sound. Nothing, the TV made no sound! "Damnit! What the hell is going on?!" Kaspar screamed in frustration. The light flickered. A shadow passed across the room. Kaspar spun, there was a figure in the doorway. It was tall, medium build, and it stood hunched. It was dressed in in a black hoodie, with a ripped pair of navy blue jeans. Of it's features, only a pair of bright red eyes were visible, the rest of it's face was shrouded in gloom.

It spoke. "Silence. Silence is bliss, silence is beauty, silence is eternal. Silence is all, silence is nothing." It's voice sounded as if it came from down a long hall, it sounded...cold. The thing disappeared. Kaspar sat dumbfounded "What...what the hell was that?" The power cut. Everything went dark, and, seemingly, quieter. Kaspar felt around for the couch, and sat down. Lighting a candle, he looked around. In the oppresive gloom, he could faintly make out shapes moving through the darkness. And yet, there was still no sound. A figure darted forward from the shadows. It was framed in candlelight, a visage of sheer horror. It's skin has pulled taut over a disfigured face. It was reddish in color, with long black teeth and claws that gleamed in the faint light. The eyes were the most startling feature, for they were voids, black pits.

"Aughhghg!!" Kaspar screamed in terror, frustration, and anger. At the sound of his voice, the creature darted back into the shadows. "Noise...noise hurts them doesn't it?" Kaspar picked up the remote and started slamming it onto the table, and screaming at the ghastly figures. All at once, the lights returned. He continued screaming until he was hoarse. Kaspar looked around. "Chap, Chappy!" Kaspar managed to croak out. The dog crawled out from under the couch, whimpering in fear. There was still no sound aside from Chap's terrified whimpers. Kaspar blacked out.

He awoke to a sound. It was the faintest cry, coming from the basement. Light streamed through the windows, it was mid-morning. Kaspar hurried to the basement, following the sound. The door at the end of the hall was half opened, emitting faint light. Kaspar crept closer, "Hello? Who's there?" Kaspar reached out, gripped the door handle, and threw the door open. There sat the creature that had spoke so oddly the night before. Again, it repeated "Silence. Silence is bliss, silence is beauty, silence is eternal. Silence is all, silence is nothing."

"What the hell does that mean, you freak?!" Kaspar shouted at the creature. It looked up, it's face now fully revealed. It was that of his friend, Jommy, stretched and contorted, but still recognizable. "J-J-Jommy? What happened to you, to everyone?" The creature, what was once Jommy, looked up. "What does it mean? It means silence. It means I want silence. It means you need to DIE!"

The light died away, the terrible, oppresive gloom from the previous night returned. Silence prevailed again. In the utter darkness Kaspar could do nothing but scream. He could just make out the creatures in the darkness, moving in and out in an entrancing, intricate dance. An inhuman scream cut through the darkness. Red lights appeared through the gloom, the Jommy creature was just visible. "You will DIE. SILENCE. SILENCE IS BLISS. Now CEASE that infernal yell!" The beast clutched its ears. Kaspar shouted back "Never you bastard! Just leave, give me back my life!" The creature looked on in amusement. "Me, why would I leave?" The creature demanded "You created me after all. Do you not know?"

Kaspar stood dumbfounded. "What? I didn't create you, you bastard!" The creature laughed a devilish laugh, "But of course you did! What was it you were contemplating when the silence first descended? Come now, think deeply..." Kaspar sat, shocked "I was...I was... I was thinking of the world..."

"Yes, yes, the world, what about the world?" The creature asked in that same dreadful voice. Kaspar contemplated for long moments "I was thinking of...of the world after death.."

The beast laughed, "Yes, you were. This..this great place, this is the world, dead. I destroyed this world, on your whim, on your thought. Now, the world is dead, you see its remains. Now you die.!" The thing screamed in utter joy "Oh, how this noise is awful!" Kaspar screamed again, "I didn't want this! It was a mere thought, you freak! Give me back the world!"

The creature laughed, "And why, little insignificant fool, would I do that?" The beast lunged forward at Kaspar, striking out, cutting Kaspar deeply across the stomach. Kaspar cried in pain and terror, "Why, why can't you just leave...!" Kaspar sobbed. The creature slowly walked to Kaspar, kneeled beside him, and said, "Why? I do this...I do this at your command, you now see what you wanted. I merely provided the means with which to see! Now, I provided a service, and I deserve a reward. And this planet, this most silent planet! Oh, ho, how beautiful it is."

The creature picked up Kaspar, and slowly throttled him. As his vision faded, Kaspar noticed just how beautiful it really was.

Silence. Utter and true Silence.
-Sam

  • 03.06.2009 5:36 AM PDT

Smith Lords

Awesome sauce.

  • 03.15.2009 10:33 AM PDT
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I'm not sure you're supposed to completely get it... I actually really liked it, it makes me think.

The fact that it doesn't have an immediate conclusion makes it even better; you have to spend some time pondering exactly why they're dead, who giggled, etc.....now that I think of it, it does need a bit more depth.

Otherwise, awesome story

  • 03.17.2009 5:56 PM PDT
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Everyone has probably heard this at one point or another,

A young lady is alone in her apartment. She goes to bed with her dog on the floor beside her. In the middle of the night, she is woken up by a strange sound. She is alarmed, but reaches down to the dog, who licks her hand. She is reassured and goes back to sleep. In the morning, she finds the dog hung in the shower. Where the dog slept, she picks up a note which reads "Humans can lick, too."

  • 03.21.2009 5:08 PM PDT

Posted by: Barkingspider73
ok was the clown statue one supposed to be funny because they were in the wrong house? or did I just not get it?


No, you didn't get it. It wasn't actually a statue. It was a real clown. A clown had snuck into the house and pretended to be a statue.

  • 03.21.2009 9:01 PM PDT

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Neo has officially been promoted to barf cleaner-upper and pukee hair holder.
I am honored to have that position. While your barfing I can steal your wallets!

It's creepy enough that people stalk Bungie via Webcams, but it's even worse how they stalk back.

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I DID NOT WRITE THESE

One day these kids went to an abandoned youth camp. This old guy tried to warn them that it was haunted by a killer and had a curse. But they didn't believe him. After a week they went home and everything was fine. But then 26 years later one got cancer and died.

*****

One day there were a couple of scuba divers who saw a sign that said "No scuba diving" and they had such poor parentage that they didn't even look at it. Just when they were having a good time scuba diving they found the secret place that makes all the bad guys. When they saw the bad guys coming out of it and looking around they got so afraid that they never scuba dived again. However years later some of the bad guys found them and broke some of their things.

*****

There was a ghost in a house up on a cliff overlooking the sea. On a stormy night a couple had a car breakdown outside the house and decided to sleep there for the night. The ghost attacked them and threw candlesticks and books from bookshelves at the couple. The couple ran around the house trying to run away from the ghost but he flew at them too fast. The ghost eventually ate the couple. Now there are three ghosts.

Seriously?

  • 03.24.2009 12:57 PM PDT

Sometimes when I look at the moon at night, my mind embraces the thought of a love so vivid and true that I almost believe it is real. Then, due to my delusions, I am forced back into reality and begin to indulge myself in real life vices such as chocolates and German board games to get that once natural high.

Posted by: S624715380
I DID NOT WRITE THESE

One day these kids went to an abandoned youth camp. This old guy tried to warn them that it was haunted by a killer and had a curse. But they didn't believe him. After a week they went home and everything was fine. But then 26 years later one got cancer and died.

*****

One day there were a couple of scuba divers who saw a sign that said "No scuba diving" and they had such poor parentage that they didn't even look at it. Just when they were having a good time scuba diving they found the secret place that makes all the bad guys. When they saw the bad guys coming out of it and looking around they got so afraid that they never scuba dived again. However years later some of the bad guys found them and broke some of their things.

*****

There was a ghost in a house up on a cliff overlooking the sea. On a stormy night a couple had a car breakdown outside the house and decided to sleep there for the night. The ghost attacked them and threw candlesticks and books from bookshelves at the couple. The couple ran around the house trying to run away from the ghost but he flew at them too fast. The ghost eventually ate the couple. Now there are three ghosts.


*Pisses in pants.*

  • 03.24.2009 1:11 PM PDT

Dehouston-"One should not be honoured for doing what is expected"

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This is the Scariest Story I have ever read.


Oh my god i am shaking with fear and my heart is racing.

That is undescribible. most defoniatly the scariest thing i have ever read in my life.

I might actually send that to my english teacher.

  • 03.24.2009 4:43 PM PDT
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A child named Kyle was home alone watching scary movies. His doors were locked, the windows closed, and the lights all on. Then, on the scary movie the murderer was just about to kill a boy when the power went dead. The boy suddenly realized how dark it was. He fumbled around for a flashlight and turned it on, but no light came. He looked at it and found that the batteries had been stripped out of the flashlight and the bulb had been busted.

He began to hear deep breathing, but he thought it might've been himself. He began searching for another flashlight and found instead and old oil lamp. he never remembered his family having one of them, but he turned it on. What he saw made his worst nightmares look like sweet dreams. A skeletal, blood covered face stared into his eyes with a painful expression on its face.

Kyle ran from the house and into his backyard. He ran past his pool and heard a splashing. The same face that he had seen looked up at him from the water, reaching a hand towards him. Kyle turned and scrambled over the fence into the back alley, running to get away from the face. He then became too tired to run and stopped. The leaves were still crunching even though he wasn't walking. He screamed as he saw the face for a third time.

The neighbors heard the scream and called the police, though all they could find was a tape of the part of the movie Kyle was watching with the boy being killed by the murderer.

  • 03.26.2009 1:23 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories! *Page 36, story by Poland Springs* 2.3.09

At the end of an obvious statement you must put an obvious statement mark. It looks like this:

"The sky is blueisuck"
And
"This is a sentenceisuck"

Narwhal.

No offense, but it's mediocre. The first appearance of the creature felt rushed even with the intro, and the detail and imagery seemed to dissipate as it drew to a close.

  • 03.26.2009 8:19 PM PDT
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The Watcher and Statues were creepy, but the rest were not scary at all.

  • 03.26.2009 8:28 PM PDT
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A forger and a halo 3 gamer.Its not the only game i play but its my favorite.GT Dr FRIE

Wow Watcher made me jump out of my boots

  • 03.27.2009 1:51 PM PDT

Nothing to do here....

Man I'm scared as heck now. Seriously.

  • 03.27.2009 7:57 PM PDT
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Department of flesh and bones. Touch my soul, to grope in the dark, I do not understand.

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double click = cocking shotgun/gun
how could he not get it?


Wait, I thought that the double click meant that there was two people on the line that hung up.

After the girl hung up the other person in the house hung up.

  • 03.28.2009 11:46 AM PDT

Fight the Pandas!

omigosh I haz teh scariest story EVER!
The alien of doom crossed the street and ate at KFC. Wuznt that scary?

  • 03.31.2009 10:05 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories! *Page 36, story by Poland Springs* 2.3.09

Donuts > all other food

I just made this one! Let me know what you think!

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The Mirror

One day, there was a young woman, who was just getting ready for bed. She looks at the clock; it's 10:32. She falls asleep, to be awoken in the middle of the night to a crash.

She looks over at her mirror. It's on the ground, cracked. It should be hanging from the wall. She was frightened for a minute, then decides that the hook probably just came loose and fell from the weight of the mirror. She decides to clean up the mess in the morning, and goes to sleep.

She wakes up at 8:47. She looked over at the wall. The mirror was on the hook; un-cracked. She assumes that she just had a horrible nightmare and that the mirror never broke. She decided to go see the a movie to calm her down.

On her way home she stopped at a fast-food window to avoid the hassle of cooking. In the backround of the mirror inside the window, she sees this dark figure vanish. She ignores it and continues her order. She goes home, she eats, and gets ready for bed.

CRASH!

She runs to her room, only to see the mirror broken on the ground. She decides to get rid of that mirror. She got some cleaning supplies, and threw all the parts of the mirror away in the local dump.

She went back home to see the mirror on the wall. She notices the dark figure, with eyes so fierce that she almost cryed just looking at them. She looks away, wishing it was gone. She slowly looks back at the mirror. She sees her reflection, but with a knife through her neck. It was strange, there wasn't a knife through her neck.

Moments later, she feels a sharp object go through her neck.

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I'm proud of myself! Please reply with your thoughts!

[Edited on 04.13.2009 7:55 PM PDT]

  • 04.13.2009 7:50 PM PDT
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I just made this one! Let me know what you think!

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The Mirror

One day, there was a young woman, who was just getting ready for bed. She looks at the clock; it's 10:32. She falls asleep, to be awoken in the middle of the night to a crash.

She looks over at her mirror. It's on the ground, cracked. It should be hanging from the wall. She was frightened for a minute, then decides that the hook probably just came loose and fell from the weight of the mirror. She decides to clean up the mess in the morning, and goes to sleep.

She wakes up at 8:47. She looked over at the wall. The mirror was on the hook; un-cracked. She assumes that she just had a horrible nightmare and that the mirror never broke. She decided to go see the a movie to calm her down.

On her way home she stopped at a fast-food window to avoid the hassle of cooking. In the backround of the mirror inside the window, she sees this dark figure vanish. She ignores it and continues her order. She goes home, she eats, and gets ready for bed.

CRASH!

She runs to her room, only to see the mirror broken on the ground. She decides to get rid of that mirror. She got some cleaning supplies, and threw all the parts of the mirror away in the local dump.

She went back home to see the mirror on the wall. She notices the dark figure, with eyes so fierce that she almost cryed just looking at them. She looks away, wishing it was gone. She slowly looks back at the mirror. She sees her reflection, but with a knife through her neck. It was strange, there wasn't a knife through her neck.

Moments later, she feels a sharp object go through her neck.

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not bad, but it was too....rushed. It felt like the story was just being rushed to the end, with little build up. It's a good concept and idea, but it's just too short. Extend it a bit, get more build up, and it could be a very good story.

  • 04.14.2009 5:12 PM PDT

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Posted by: Donut Funn
I just made this one! Let me know what you think!

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The Mirror

One day, there was a young woman, who was just getting ready for bed. She looks at the clock; it's 10:32. She falls asleep, to be awoken in the middle of the night to a crash.

She looks over at her mirror. It's on the ground, cracked. It should be hanging from the wall. She was frightened for a minute, then decides that the hook probably just came loose and fell from the weight of the mirror. She decides to clean up the mess in the morning, and goes to sleep.

She wakes up at 8:47. She looked over at the wall. The mirror was on the hook; un-cracked. She assumes that she just had a horrible nightmare and that the mirror never broke. She decided to go see the a movie to calm her down.

On her way home she stopped at a fast-food window to avoid the hassle of cooking. In the backround of the mirror inside the window, she sees this dark figure vanish. She ignores it and continues her order. She goes home, she eats, and gets ready for bed.

CRASH!

She runs to her room, only to see the mirror broken on the ground. She decides to get rid of that mirror. She got some cleaning supplies, and threw all the parts of the mirror away in the local dump.

She went back home to see the mirror on the wall. She notices the dark figure, with eyes so fierce that she almost cryed just looking at them. She looks away, wishing it was gone. She slowly looks back at the mirror. She sees her reflection, but with a knife through her neck. It was strange, there wasn't a knife through her neck.

Moments later, she feels a sharp object go through her neck.

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I'm proud of myself! Please reply with your thoughts!


not bad, but it was too....rushed. It felt like the story was just being rushed to the end, with little build up. It's a good concept and idea, but it's just too short. Extend it a bit, get more build up, and it could be a very good story.
I agree. Try elaborating on the figure, give it some more details. Right now, it's up to the imagination. Was the figure tall, short, fat, skinny ect.

  • 04.15.2009 5:46 PM PDT
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its midnight. why am i reading this?

  • 04.16.2009 9:10 PM PDT