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Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

A great man once said " If you give a man fire he'll be warm for a day, but if you light a man on fire he'll be warm for life.

I found the Watcher and the Clown Story to be the creepiest.

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Work hard and cheerfully at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord, rather than people. Colossians 3:23

This is one of my favorite threads! I love it.

  • 03.20.2008 8:50 AM PDT

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The Statues story really creeped me out.

  • 03.20.2008 9:19 AM PDT

Dont Mess With the GRUNTS!!!

there i s something scarier than hte second one.......Michael Jackson........(scary sounds start)

  • 03.20.2008 11:52 AM PDT

Posted by: Grunt616
there i s something scarier than hte second one.......Michael Jackson........(scary sounds start)

lol

  • 03.20.2008 12:01 PM PDT

Remember The Chief saying BOO to that grunt back in H2. EEEEK that freaked me out.

  • 03.20.2008 12:04 PM PDT

Posted by: xoot7aa7
The most amazing tennis match ever.


Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
That's like being the deadest person in the cemetery.

Posted by: Glue Sniffer
This is the Scariest Story I have ever read.
Wow.That has to be the scariest story ever.SPOILERS!!!

My heart felt like it was going to rip itself out of my chest when the rope was being pulled.In his house,when he saw the figure he thought was a burgler and his phone rang,mine did as soon as I read that.I think I will never forget that story.You have officially scarred me with that link,good sir,and I congradulate you.Movies haven't made me that scared.

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Work hard and cheerfully at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord, rather than people. Colossians 3:23

I am apologizing ahead of time that this story is kind of long but it is pretty good!

http://www.halloween-website.com/stories/scares.htm

It's 2 long pages, but worth the read.

  • 03.20.2008 2:06 PM PDT

Posted by: xoot7aa7
The most amazing tennis match ever.


Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
That's like being the deadest person in the cemetery.

Posted by: NOTW22
I am apologizing ahead of time that this story is kind of long but it is pretty good!

http://www.halloween-website.com/stories/scares.htm

It's 2 long pages, but worth the read.

I know you just googled short scary stories and clicked the second response.How do I know this? I did the same thing and read the same story.

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Work hard and cheerfully at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord, rather than people. Colossians 3:23

Aha! But that's where you are wrong my friend. I've been there long before, and I've read all of the stories and this one stuck out the most to me.

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However, I know at least one thing. Either you posted exactly this same thread at Charlie Oscar Delta. Thing is the guy on there said they were made by dashKADE on the myresistance.net forums.

Link to thread:Link

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  • 03.20.2008 3:41 PM PDT

Posted by: xoot7aa7
The most amazing tennis match ever.


Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
That's like being the deadest person in the cemetery.

Oh Snap!

  • 03.20.2008 3:43 PM PDT

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

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This is a story i'm working on.


The Bed

A young twenty three year old man was moving into a house in a small rural town in South Dakota. The time is 11:00 o clock. Coming from the newly purchased house the man decides to go to the local gun store and take a look around. While looking at a Remington 700 model the store owner starts in the mans direction. He asks if he was going to use the rifle for hunting, the man answers "yes i plan to hunt. I hear the deer racks in this area are large and plentiful".

The store owner continues "they are, i have proof at my house if you want to pay a visit.". Both the men laugh. Then the man says "i'll consider it, but i have unpacking to do at my house". "What house did you move into?" the store owner asks. The man tells him the location and the store owner comments "nobody's lived in that house for some time. You might consider exploring the house, there may be something worth some cash in there". The man agrees then they exchange names. With that the man states "well i've got to get out of here, i got stuff to do. I'll see you around", the store owner says goodbye and the man leaves for his new house.

The man arrives at the house. He takes a walk inside ready to lie in the recliner and enjoy the TV he recently set up. After thirty minutes of rest he remembered what the gun store owner told him "there may be something worth some cash in there". And he decides to take his flashlight and his personal 9mm handgun (incase of a hostile animal). after exploring the house he finds nothing. But he realizes he forgot the pantry. There, at the back of the pantry was a trapdoor lying on the floor, "a basement?" he thought. The door was heavy, but it was just made of plywood...? Once he opened the door, he was met with a once compacted warm air, that was what was holding the door down.

He saw a simple staircase, leading down into a pitch black darkness of a basement. Darkness had next to no effect on him, but for some strange reason his instincts told him to stay out of that basement... He continued into the darkness, using his flashlight to try and find anything of intrest. He didn't need a flashlight however to see what he saw next. He saw in the corner three blood red candles standing in line on a shelf over a king sized mattress. He quickly looked around the room, he knew something was not right. As if someone or something was watching his every move...

Nothing unusual was in the room. The trapdoor was still open. The only thing wrong that he could find was the candles. "if no one has lived here in so long, where did these candles come from?". Knocks come from the front door, startling the man. He precedes back up the stairs and holsters his handgun in the back of his jeans. He answers the door, ableit slowly. He asks "who's there?", he's met with a raspy aged voice saying "one who would warn you". "Warn me for what?" he asks again.

The old man answers "the bed". "How could he know about the bed?" he thought. "What bed?" he asks. The old man ignores his question and precedes to tell him the warning saying "stay away from that bed. Close, lock the trapdoor, throw away the key and never go near that basement again". Ignoring his warning he tells the old man to leave and never come back. The old man leaves saying "heed my warning if you wish to live".

The man closes the door and walks into the pantry to look at the trapdoor. A similar breeze that of when he discovered the the trapdoor blows from the basement into the pantry. But this time it has a scent... The smell of fresh blood and meat. The man takes a step back and unholsters his 9mm handgun and takes aim at the trapdoor.

To be continued...



I'll have more in the future. But you'll just have to wait...

Edit made for typos

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man when i was readin these my friend scared the living f*&^% out of me!

  • 03.21.2008 6:04 AM PDT

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This is a story i'm working on.


The Bed

A young twenty three year old man was moving into a house in a small rural town in South Dakota. The time is 11:00 o clock. Coming from the newly purchased house the man decides to go to the local gun store and take a look around. While looking at a Remington 700 model the store owner starts in the mans direction. He asks if he was going to use the rifle for hunting, the man answers "yes i plan to hunt. I hear the deer racks in this area are large and plentiful".

The store owner continues "they are, i have proof at my house if you want to pay a visit.". Both the men laugh. Then the man says "i'll consider it, but i have unpacking to do at my house". "What house did you move into?" the store owner asks. The man tells him the location and the store owner comments "nobody's lived in that house for some time. You might consider exploring the house, there may be something worth some cash in there". The man agrees then they exchange names. With that the man states "well i've got to get out of here, i got stuff to do. I'll see you around", the store owner says goodbye and the man leaves for his new house.

The man arrives at the house. He takes a walk inside ready to lie in the recliner and enjoy the TV he recently set up. After thirty minutes of rest he remembered what the gun store owner told him "there may be something worth some cash in there". And he decides to take his flashlight and his personal 9mm handgun (incase of a hostile animal). after exploring the house he finds nothing. But he realizes he forgot the pantry. There, at the back of the pantry was a trapdoor lying on the floor, "a basement?" he thought. The door was heavy, but it was just made of plywood...? Once he opened the door, he was met with a once compacted warm air, that was what was holding the door down.

He saw a simple staircase, leading down into a pitch black darkness of a basement. Darkness had next to no effect on him, but for some strange reason his instincts told him to stay out of that basement... He continued into the darkness, using his flashlight to try and find anything of intrest. He didn't need a flashlight however to see what he saw next. He saw in the corner three blood red candles standing in line on a shelf over a king sized mattress. He quickly looked around the room, he knew something was not right. As if someone or something was watching his every move...

Nothing unusual was in the room. The trapdoor was still open. The only thing wrong that he could find was the candles. "if no one has lived here in so long, where did these candles come from?". Knocks come from the front door, startling the man. He precedes back up the stairs and holsters his handgun in the back of his jeans. He answers the door, ableit slowly. He asks "who's there?", he's met with a raspy aged voice saying "one who would warn you". "Warn me for what?" he asks again.

The old man answers "the bed". "How could he know about the bed?" he thought. "What bed?" he asks. The old man ignores his question and precedes to tell him the warning saying "stay away from that bed. Close, lock the trapdoor, throw away the key and never go near that basement again". Ignoring his warning he tells the old man to leave and never come back. The old man leaves saying "heed my warning if you wish to live".

The man closes the door and walks into the pantry to look at the trapdoor. A similar breeze that of when he discovered the the trapdoor blows from the basement into the pantry. But this time it has a scent... The smell of fresh blood and meat. The man takes a step back and unholsters his 9mm handgun and takes aim at the trapdoor.

To be continued...



I'll have more in the future. But you'll just have to wait...

Edit made for typos

Sounds great, cant wait to hear the ending!

  • 03.21.2008 7:43 AM PDT

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Yeah, I quit on 9/27 screw Halo 3. They've slapped the community to many times even though we have politely asked them to FIX THE -blam!- ING ELITE and the -blam!- ING BR SPREAD.

I hate you all so much. Givin' me nightmares.I remember the clown one from somewhere, though.

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Sammy just finished playing team slayer in which she lead her team to victory. She had been playing for a while now and it was getting late. It was 1:00 When her mom came from work as she takes on the nightshift at a local factory. Her mom looked at her and was outraged to see her daughter home.

As the night before sammy had a HUGE arguement with her mom on what she was going to do with her life. Sammy got sick of her mom and ran away. But not having shelter and the lack of resources she came back.

The next morning Sammy's mother felt relived and thought to forgive and forget. " Sammy get up. We're leaving soon to the flea market, so get dressed and ready!" Sammy's mother shouted as she was opening the blinds in Sammy's room.

When they got her Sammy was thinking to herself of what she told her mother, about how she wished her mom did'nt exist. She graved a grasp for air and got out of the car.

Her mother went a seperate way to look for some new tools needed for the garden. As she was doing that Sammy went to a booth that caught her eye. One thing specificly stood out. It was a crystal unicorn. The light reflected of it made it seem more special. She was carefully looking at it when she dropped the unicorn.

It broke off one leg and made a crack on its body. Sammy was looking around to see if anyone saw. She thought she was in the clear but when she turned around she bumped into an old lady who was covered in teared clothing. The women looked at her and whispered "I saw you.....I seen you.... I see you have problems with your mother...... and then I shall give you the touch!" The women grabed Sammy's hands and Sammy felt a weird feeling of burining within her hands. "let go of me you old -blam!-!" she screamed and she quickly ran off to look for her mom.

That night she went to sleep late thinking of the old women. She hugged her stuffed animal for comfort. But as she hugged her teddy bear she felt this weird tingle in her fingers. She ignored it and fell asleep.

The next day Sammy woke up in confusion. She had lost her teddy bear. She looked everywhere for it: under the bed, in the closet, she even asked her mom if she had seen it. That bear was given to her by her grandmother who had passed away when she was 6. Sammy was upset so she reflected her feelings torward her mom. She blamed her mom for her lost teddy bear.

While Sammy's mom cooked dinner Sammy got a phone call from her friend who was coming over later. She finished talking to her and as she was putting her phone in her pocket she felt that strange feeling in her fingers again. Once again she ignored it. Later on that day her phone rang and when she reached for her pocket she stood in shock to find that the cellphone had disapeared with out a trace.

Her mother just finished preparing dinner and left for work. Sammy told her that Gaby was coming over. Sure enough, her mom left and Sammy enjoyed her meal. The doorbell rang and Sammy hurried to the door. She opened it to see her friend fixing her scarf. "Gaby!" Sammy shouted. She reached over and hugged her. For the next moments Sammy did'nt say anything. She felt the "feeling" again in her fingers. She got scared and quickly let go of Gaby. She soon forgot about everything and went throught out the day normally...falling asleep at 1:00.

The next morning Sammy woke up to the touch of her mom's hand. " Sammy, I don't know what to say. I...I" Her mom uttered. Sammy knew something was wrong so she hurried to the living room where the tv was on. She watched the news in horror. " A young 15 year old girl has disapperaed from her quiet sububa apartment." Sammy quickly burst into tears. Her mother felt sorry for her. "its okay Sammy, these things happen." Her mom told her as she was trying to comfort her. Sammy was trying to wipe away her tears and hugged her mom.
She felt a tingle in her fingers.

Sammy quickly grasped her mother tightly. " Mom dont go! Dont leave me!" She shouted. "Im not going anywhere."her mom replied. " Dont leave me!" Sammy screamed. The phone rang and Sammys mom needed to pick up the phone. "Sammy please Im not leaving I need to pick up the phone. Im expecting a phone call on a new better paying job. Please!" She said. Sammy started to loose her grip and let go. Her mom went to the kitchen to get the phone. "NO MOM!" Sammy shouted as she chased after her. She got to the kitchen only to see the phone dangaling from its cord. At this point Sammy could'nt take it anymore.

She crouched in one corner crying. She put her hands on her face and said "This is'nt real! This is'nt real!" She felt a tingle on her face.....

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This is a true story about my dad

One morning Gabriel (my dad) decided he would go to the park with his brothers to play a game of soccer. so that day gabriel got out of bed to look outside and notice a woman sitting by the lake. he thought wow ive never seen her around here before, though he did'nt pay much attention to her because he was more excited about the soccer game

that evening gabriel had a game of soccer and hes team was leading by 3 goals that same lady got up and asked him if he could walk with her across the bridge. as such the kind man he agreed as he got closer to her he realised just how old she really looked with her face just as withered as a crumpled piece of paper. but as they crossed the bridge she started to talk to him about his future as he would have to withstand many trials but in the end everything would be alright.

As they got to the end of the bridge the lady bent over to give him a kiss on the head and said "good boy." She then told him that she could walk onward from thier and would need no more assistance. Gabriel then turned back and face the game, but then looked back to the lady....... she was gone. He wondered how an old lady could walk so fast but he didn't mind for to long

About a week later......

he visited hes aunties house when he saw a painting on the wall of the old lady. he then proceeded to ask his mother who she was, the mother smiled and said " She was my mother and your grandmother, she died a month ago"..............



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hello any body there

  • 03.21.2008 9:47 AM PDT

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This is a true story about my dad

One morning Gabriel (my dad) decided he would go to the park with his brothers to play a game of soccer. so that day gabriel got out of bed to look outside and notice a woman sitting by the lake. he thought wow ive never seen her around here before, though he did'nt pay much attention to her because he was more excited about the soccer game

that evening gabriel had a game of soccer and hes team was leading by 3 goals that same lady got up and asked him if he could walk with her across the bridge. as such the kind man he agreed as he got closer to her he realised just how old she really looked with her face just as withered as a crumpled piece of paper. but as they crossed the bridge she started to talk to him about his future as he would have to withstand many trials but in the end everything would be alright.

As they got to the end of the bridge the lady bent over to give him a kiss on the head and said "good boy." She then told him that she could walk onward from thier and would need no more assistance. Gabriel then turned back and face the game, but then looked back to the lady....... she was gone. He wondered how an old lady could walk so fast but he didn't mind for to long

About a week later......

he visited hes aunties house when he saw a painting on the wall of the old lady. he then proceeded to ask his mother who she was, the mother smiled and said " She was my mother and your grandmother, she died a month ago"..............



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Erm... he didn't know what his grandmother looked like?...


Well he did say it was night. There could have been low amount of light around the bridge.

  • 03.21.2008 10:17 AM PDT

Posted by: xoot7aa7
The most amazing tennis match ever.


Posted by: YoungFastSnip3r
That's like being the deadest person in the cemetery.

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Posted by: SHOALINMONKEY93
This is a true story about my dad

One morning Gabriel (my dad) decided he would go to the park with his brothers to play a game of soccer. so that day gabriel got out of bed to look outside and notice a woman sitting by the lake. he thought wow ive never seen her around here before, though he did'nt pay much attention to her because he was more excited about the soccer game

that evening gabriel had a game of soccer and hes team was leading by 3 goals that same lady got up and asked him if he could walk with her across the bridge. as such the kind man he agreed as he got closer to her he realised just how old she really looked with her face just as withered as a crumpled piece of paper. but as they crossed the bridge she started to talk to him about his future as he would have to withstand many trials but in the end everything would be alright.

As they got to the end of the bridge the lady bent over to give him a kiss on the head and said "good boy." She then told him that she could walk onward from thier and would need no more assistance. Gabriel then turned back and face the game, but then looked back to the lady....... she was gone. He wondered how an old lady could walk so fast but he didn't mind for to long

About a week later......

he visited hes aunties house when he saw a painting on the wall of the old lady. he then proceeded to ask his mother who she was, the mother smiled and said " She was my mother and your grandmother, she died a month ago"..............



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Erm... he didn't know what his grandmother looked like?...
Ya.Completely phony.

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Whats peoples opinoins on the story I made?

  • 03.21.2008 11:05 AM PDT

it was good

  • 03.21.2008 11:11 AM PDT