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"Statues" is very similar to a chain letter I often see while on YouTube

  • 04.18.2009 5:09 AM PDT
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Creepy.
The watchman was the best

  • 04.18.2009 4:26 PM PDT

Posted by: Glue Sniffer
This is the Scariest Story I have ever read.


He's right, that was an awesome story, thanks for posting it!

  • 04.19.2009 5:08 AM 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.
Somebody please explain this to me. Double click? What, he's opening windows and stealing sandwiches via the Internet? Turns out it's not just for pr0n.

[Edited on 04.19.2009 6:25 AM PDT]

  • 04.19.2009 6:02 AM PDT
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I'd have a seizure too if some genetically enhanced freak starting shooting me in the head.

"Hey you! BOB carrying my second pistol, let's go!"

Spooky stuff here, any more?

  • 04.22.2009 9:09 PM PDT
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When I was sleeping, your Mom was on my bed! =O Haha, just messin'.

  • 04.23.2009 9:36 AM PDT
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me and a few of my friends were playing paintball in this old abandoned house one time. we were trying to find walls to knock down so we could get around easier, and we went downstairs. there was a big family room with only one window, and it was boarded up. so we're all downstairs, and the power isnt connected so its pitch black. we are all daring each other to just walk down the black hallway but nobody will do it, so my friend says, "someone throw a phone down there so we have a light" so i grab my phone, make the screen saver set to 60 seconds and i toss it down the hallway. as soon as it hits the ground, it bounced and rolled over and hit the wall, shining the light up on it. the wall had a Drawn skull, amazingly good drawing, with 666 written all around it.
then all of the sudden, the phone lifts about a foot off the ground and flies back down the hallway and lands at my feet. we all were speechless for about 4 seconds. i slowly picked up my phone, and backed up.
we all bolted upstairs, and as we were leaving the house, all scared shatless, we hear this creepy raspy laughing.

  • 04.24.2009 4:20 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.
Somebody please explain this to me. Double click? What, he's opening windows and stealing sandwiches via the Internet? Turns out it's not just for pr0n.



when you hang up the phone you hear a click,but he said he heard a double click which means that someone was listening to there conversation

  • 04.28.2009 9:26 AM PDT
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My mother swears this is true:

My great-great grandmother, ill for quite some time, finally passed away after lying in a coma for several days. My great-great grandfather was devastated beyond belief, as she was his one true love and they had been married over 50 years. They were married so long it seemed as if they knew each other's innermost thoughts.

After the doctor pronounced her dead, my great-great grandfather insisted that she was not. They had to literally pry him away from his wife's body so they could ready her for burial.

Now, back in those days they had backyard burial plots and did not drain the body of its fluids. They simply prepared a proper coffin and committed the body (in its coffin) to its permanent resting place. Throughout this process, my great-great grandfather protested so fiercely that he had to be sedated and put to bed. His wife was buried and that was that.

That night he woke to a horrific vision of his wife hysterically trying to scratch her way out of the coffin. He phoned the doctor immediately and begged to have his wife's body exhumed. The doctor refused, but my great-great grandfather had this nightmare every night for a week, each time frantically begging to have his wife removed from the grave.

Finally the doctor gave in and, together with local authorities, exhumed the body. The coffin was pried open and to everyone's horror and amazement, my great-great grandmother's nails were bent back and there were obvious scratches on the inside of the coffin.

  • 04.28.2009 9:30 AM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

Have you survived? Join us at the Ishimura

Everything is a dream until you make it a nightmare, but when you do there is no escaping.

That dieona house thing was kinda predictable.

I knew he was gonna go in.

Oh well i wonder if it is true.

If it is they need to send a swat team in and if something happens to all of them just burn it down.

Wait a sec. read it again. look at the last text messege he wrote. see the time.

it says 5:77 PM.
WTF? there is no 5:77 PM.

look at all the other times it is all real time but the very last one is different.

It says the door is open.. I dont think mark wrote that.

I think whatever killed him wrote it.

[Edited on 04.29.2009 9:26 AM PDT]

  • 04.29.2009 7:06 AM PDT
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She lived deep in the forest in a tiny cottage and sold herbal remedies for a living. Folks living in the town nearby called her Bloody Mary, and said she was a witch. None dared cross the old crone for fear that their cows would go dry, their food-stores rot away before winter, their children take sick of fever, or any number of terrible things that an angry witch could do to her neighbors.

Then the little girls in the village began to disappear, one by one. No one could find out where they had gone. Grief-stricken families searched the woods, the local buildings, and all the houses and barns, but there was no sign of the missing girls. A few brave souls even went to Bloody Mary's home in the woods to see if the witch had taken the girls, but she denied any knowledge of the disappearances. Still, it was noted that her haggard appearance had changed. She looked younger, more attractive. The neighbors were suspicious, but they could find no proof that the witch had taken their young ones.

Then came the night when the daughter of the miller rose from her bed and walked outside, following an enchanted sound no one else could hear. The miller's wife had a toothache and was sitting up in the kitchen treating the tooth with an herbal remedy when her daughter left the house. She screamed for her husband and followed the girl out of the door. The miller came running in his nightshirt. Together, they tried to restrain the girl, but she kept breaking away from them and heading out of town.

The desperate cries of the miller and his wife woke the neighbors. They came to assist the frantic couple. Suddenly, a sharp-eyed farmer gave a shout and pointed towards a strange light at the edge of the woods. A few townsmen followed him out into the field and saw Bloody Mary standing beside a large oak tree, holding a magic wand that was pointed towards the miller's house. She was glowing with an unearthly light as she set her evil spell upon the miller's daughter.

The townsmen grabbed their guns and their pitchforks and ran toward the witch. When she heard the commotion, Bloody Mary broke off her spell and fled back into the woods. The far-sighted farmer had loaded his gun with silver bullets in case the witch ever came after his daughter. Now he took aim and shot at her. The bullet hit Bloody Mary in the hip and she fell to the ground. The angry townsmen leapt upon her and carried her back into the field, where they built a huge bonfire and burned her at the stake.

As she burned, Bloody Mary screamed a curse at the villagers. If anyone mentioned her name aloud before a mirror, she would send her spirit to revenge herself upon them for her terrible death. When she was dead, the villagers went to the house in the wood and found the unmarked graves of the little girls the evil witch had murdered. She had used their blood to make her young again.

From that day to this, anyone foolish enough to chant Bloody Mary's name three times before a darkened mirror will summon the vengeful spirit of the witch. It is said that she will tear their bodies to pieces and rip their souls from their mutilated bodies. The souls of these unfortunate ones will burn in torment as Bloody Mary once was burned, and they will be trapped forever in the mirror.

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not my story

  • 05.01.2009 1:04 PM PDT

Join the Assassin Skull Finding group-help find the most mysterious skull in Halo 3!

read the entirety of the "holder of the end" series
good creepypasta- the medic one is always good too, got to have a little madness here and there

  • 05.01.2009 4:35 PM PDT

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  • 05.03.2009 4:31 PM PDT

You wish you knew me.


High Beams (based off a true story)
A girl was driving home when a guy behind her put on his high beams, but then turned them off a little bit later. She got annoyed when he turned them on and off again. She was a little scared when he did it a third time, so she took an immediate exit to a little used road that led to her house. The guy kept following her and using his high beams. So she calls her dad and tells him to come outside with his gun because some guy is following her home. She arrives at her house and sees her dad there with his gun. She leaps out of the car and runs to her dad. The guy in the truck also jumps out, and HE HAS A GUN. Her dad points his gun at him and tells him to stop. He replies, "I'm not the one you want. He is." He points at the car. Her dad goes and looks in the backseat, where he pointed. Hiding in the backseat is a guy with a knife.
The truck driver explained he saw the guy, and turned oin his lights when he saw the guy get up from where he was lying. The guy would then lie down in fear of being seen. The guy with the knife later escaped, and killed four people before being killed by police.

  • 05.06.2009 7:06 PM PDT
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You wish you knew me.

to TOM95 The cop heard someone else pick up the phone, not just her. That was the second click.

  • 05.06.2009 7:08 PM PDT

-watchyourback13-

*explosions* GET TO COVER! *mortars falling* Move men move! Get behind that log! Sir, where are the tanks?!!? They're coming stay in cover! Whats going on! Don't try to look you'll get your head blown off! *more explosions* The mortars are getting closer! STAY DOWN! Damn germans! Everybody Keep your head down! *everything suddenly stops* What the hell? Private! see what happened! Yes sir. *private looks over the fallen log* Holy -blam!-! What?!!? Look! *everyone looks over the log* Damn! what the hell happened! Whats wrong with them? I don't know. they're..... dead. What?!!? you can't die and be standing! whoa! whats that thing? what thing! THAT! its a bush. no its not! don't you see that?!!? what the hell are you talking about private?!!? don't you see tha- whats wrong? private! holy -blam!-! RUN!

You continue the story of Bravo company......

[Edited on 05.07.2009 12:15 PM PDT]

  • 05.07.2009 12:11 PM PDT

You wish you knew me.

a boy whose name was steel and his last name was boom not pylon started a thread on bungie.net in the flood. while he was watching the thread grow to become the best in bungie, :) he failed to notice a small spiderlike creature crawl into his room. that night while he slept, it moved from his hiding place and crawled inside his ear. the it broke his eardrum and went into his brain. after several moments of twitching its legs, it found the correct spot to control his body. then, with inhuman strength, it killed his entire family and several others until the police were called. then when they shot at the body, it just absorbed the bullets. then when they blew off his arm, he used the broken bone stump to crush several officers. when they started aiming for his head, the spiderlike creature left and escaped. coincidentally, in went to the house of a boy named T, last name Moneyzz, where he failed to notice it crawling into his room while he was typing this.
but seriously i just looked over my shoulder for real. god i gave MYSELF nightmares and i wrote the story. :s
ZOMG GET ME SOME RAID ASAP PLZZZ!!!!! aaaaaaaaaaasfshkjyrk it gotted me :

  • 05.07.2009 4:45 PM PDT
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-watchyourback13-

i said the word candlejack outloud. but im still h-

*line goes dead*

  • 05.08.2009 1:24 PM PDT

I just read the watcher, and at the end i think my heart may have skipped a beat...

That the the babysitter were pretty frightening.

  • 05.08.2009 2:21 PM PDT
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"Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

Alright, my dad has lived through some crazy crap, so i asked him to tell me a story for this. By him, this is completely true. So here we go.

Four soldiers are traveling from Port Rally, Kansas(at 6:30 PM) to Topeka for some much needed time in the bars. The drive back then was about an hour and a half long to Topeka with the 55 mile an hour speed limit at the time

About halfway it's time to take a bathroom break. We get off the interstate and our exit turns out to be a dirt road. We ran a quarter of a mile or so down the dirt road, and pulled over. Three out of four of us got out, one of them being me,(My father) And started peeing.

All of the sudden with no sound, an intense bright light appeared over our heads, so bright you couldn't look at it. My partner screamed at me that it was the flyboys just messing with us. The next thing we were scrambling for the car, we all got in, turned it around and drove like heck.

The remainder of the trip, we were all wondering what had happen and came to the conclusion that it was the airforce just playing on manuvers. We arrived at Topeka at 11 : 30 p.m. Most of the clubs we were going to were closed. No one has any explnation for the lost three hours. And the three of us that were outside of the vehicle were severly sunburned. No one can say if it was aliens or just a mess-up. I have no recalection of anything between the time that the bright light hit me, and when my partner shouted and us getting back in the car.

[Edited on 05.08.2009 8:30 PM PDT]

  • 05.08.2009 8:11 PM PDT

"Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

Alright here's another one. Man my dad could ride a book!

Alright, so he pulls guard duty and a normal shift in the army, so basiclly he stayed awake for roughly 40 hours.

So he starts driving from Missouri to Arkansas which is an 8 hour drive. About halfway he falls asleep at the wheel, and is jerked awake and finds he's almost driven off the bridge. So he starts trying to pull the car back on, going all over the road. He hits both sides of the bridge, breaking his car up. He is obviously shaken, so he gets out and after a minute thinks he hears a woman crying. So he calls down "Hello?!" and he gets no response. All he hears is "My baby, my baby I know she's down here, where is my baby?!" Over and over. So after about five times he decides he's hallucinating, and drives away. He decides to stop at a resturant and walks in, sits down and looks at the waitress. She says "Man, you need a cup of coffee, it looks like you just saw a ghost!" He says "That's not the half of it. I've been awake fourty hours, nearly drove my car off a bridge, and hear a woman screaming "My baby!". The waitress practically throws the coffee at him, and tells him to get out. Trying to explain himself, a man follows him out and tells him that "There'd been a horrible accident at the bridge. The womans sister was involved. She drowned trying to save her baby."

  • 05.08.2009 8:24 PM PDT

"Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

The Marfa Lights

My dad saw these also. The lights practically dance across the horizon. From his angle, they looked like they were on the ground. There's another place like this in Southern Missouri, but he can't remember the name of it.

[Edited on 05.08.2009 8:42 PM PDT]

  • 05.08.2009 8:40 PM PDT

"Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

Success! He remembered it. It's called spook road.

Missouri Lights

  • 05.08.2009 8:46 PM PDT
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i thought border crossing and statues are the scariest

  • 05.08.2009 11:06 PM PDT
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do you want real or fictional?

  • 05.08.2009 11:07 PM PDT