Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Imperial Epsilon]

Is that second one suppose to be a chain-mail? Because chain-mail is not real a story can't kill. But anyway I don't think we could repost it on this website.

*kills super-long quote*
Chances are, a lot of these stories aren't real. xD And none of them can kill.
And I found that one kinda creepy. :3 What's the problem if it's chain-mail?

No, no I didn't mean it like that. I loved the story but the chain-mail part creeped me out...alot.

Me too.

[dannydevito]

It's fine just remember in the future
and look I'm still alive and I read that story last month on everythingscary.com

[Imperial Epsilon]

((Another segment.*Jumps up and dwon* YEA! But I think the next one will be the last segment of the series .))
Satisfaction ((Continued))

Then after he lunged at us, he stopped almost suddenly. He looked at us with his peircing eyes. It was like we were having a staring contest, but we all blinked at times. Then he growled at us rather loudly, then started walking toward us. Slowly, he walked over to where we were standing. Then I threw a rock at him and hit him right in the eye. He howled in pain."Don't move any closer Argoth!" I screamed at him. He looked at us, one hand over his eye. Not moving forward but back, he made it to where Cleo... ya know. He took his foot and stomped in the small puddle of blood. And then he growled at us again. We took a step forward.
"Are you satisfied yet?! You have killed our best friend, my brother, her mother, and our teachers! Are you done!?!?" He looked at him and then me, and back at him. I think he growled silently, but I couldnt tell.
"No...no I'm not." He said quietly, but he isnt that quiet because I could hear him. Then he ran toward us, we were shocked a little at his sudden action. We ran, but as we were running I noticed that the sun was going down. How were we going to got out of the woods. It was coming...we were running...it needed us...to satisfy...its hunger. We jumped over logs and dodged blouders in our way. We couldnt see our hands infront of our face. It was getting harder and harder to run, we could hear his grunting behind us and that was the only thing that kept running. Then all of a sudden we made a U-turn and headed back to where we had started our chase. We were trying to make him confused, it wasn't working as we planned. He just kept on following us. We were terrified, not knowing what to do I looked around at the place where we started, with little John in the tree and... well you know. I looked around as we stopped for a second. Then I grabbed a stick that was sharpened, probablly by the Argoth and held it out into his direction. He was coming up fast, and when he made it to us, it ws finished. And he was finished.

((WIP))

[Static.]

Lemme try!

"

And then," Claire said, pausing for effect,
"And then what?" Iris squeaked
"And then the ghost came!" Claire said, pouncing upon her younger sister, laughing maniacally.
"GET OFF!" Iris shrieked.
"Enough, you guys," said Emily, rolling her eyes. An evil grin flitted across her face, and she held the flashlight beneath her chin. A skeletal shadow was cast upon he thin face. The other girls scampered to their previous seats on the variously colored cushions, Katy hugging a ragged stuffed bear to her chest.
"All of this made-up garbage is for babies. I'm going to tell you a true story." The girls scooted in. Satisfied that she had grabbed the other girls attention, Emily cleared her throat with a small Ahem.

"Some girls were at a party one night," the others giggled excitedly, Katy clutching her stuffed bear even closer to her chest.
"there house was just down the street from a graveyard, and they were talking nonstop about how creepy it was.
"'Don't ever stand on a grave at night!'" Natalie warned ominously. "'The person inside we'll grab your ankle and pull you in!'" "'That's not true,'" Chelsea dismissed the topic with a shaky wave of the hand. "'it's just a superstition!'"
"'Oh yeah?'" grinned Theresa. "'Go stand on a grave then. I'll give you a dollar.'"
"'A grave doesn't scare me!'" the skeptic girl sniffed. "'I'll do it right now.'"
"'Do it, then.'" Natalie challenged.
"'Here,'" Theresa handed Chelsea a small pocket knife. "'Wedge this into the grave stone. We'll check in the morning, and we'll know you've been there.'"
"'I will!'"Chelsea said, standing up. You couldn't tell in the dark lighting but her skin had bleached white as a sheet."

"How could they make her do such a horrible thing!" Katy said in disbelief, crinkling her nose. Emily shrugged.

"The graveyard was filled with shadows, whispering silently to each other. Chelsea picked the first one in sight—she wanted to get this ordeal over with. She stood on the patched ground in front of an abandoned grave stone. No flowers rested at its feet, and the headstone was overgrown with fungus and mosses. If she had bothered to read it by the light provided by her flashlight, she might've noticed the name carved into it:

G I N E R V A
B A R R I D G E
JANUARY 1901 - DECEMBER 1912
R . I . P .

She set one foot firmly upon the moist Earth, which squelched horribly beneath her sneaker-clad feet. Inhaling deeply, she pointed the knife at a small crack in the gravestone.
A small, scabbed hand, skeletal and with just as much moss on it as its grave, wrapped itself around her ankle, and pulled her through the ground, despite Chelsea's muffled screams of protest. Her shrieking ceased almost instantly.
"Chelsea?" The hand retreated back into its grave as the flashlight shone upon it. The girls gasped. lying in the moist dirt, was the dagger. Poking out of the earth, ghostly white and lifeless, was Chelsea's hand. Another name was etched crudely into the gravestone, in small, slanted handwriting.
G I N E R V A
B A R R I D G E
JANUARY 1901 - DECEMBER 1912
& Chelsea Bryce
February 1999 - November 2011
R . I . P .

[center]Abandoning the knife, the children ran back home."

The other girls gaped open-mouthed at Emily.
"Well, good night, you guys."[/center]


Comments appreciated!

[KumyaKuma]

My scary story wasn't Chainmail it's just to freak you out*evil grin*
Oh and here a story not mine i found it on the enternet.A little bit long

Have you ever laid awake at night watching the ceiling, wondering if anyone or anything is watching you? Have you ever been awakened upon hearing heavy footsteps in the hallway, only to make yourself feel better by saying they were just the dog? Have you ever heard strange noises in the room that don’t sound humanly possible only to convince yourself in the end it's just your imagination and your overtired. I at one point or another in my life have done all these things and it's always because of what happened to me on November 15th 2005.

It was a beautiful fall day and the sun was shining. I even had a really good day at school. I remember I aced my math exam and my science project. As I was leaving school that day I looked around for my friend Gabbie. I didn't see her so I figured I'd stand on the curb and wait until she came out of the building. A few friends came over to talk to me but there was one thing that struck me as odd: Over by the tall Oak on the school property there was a really strange looking man in denim overalls and a green car-hart jacket. There was nothing wrong with the overalls and the jacket because we live rather out in the country and there are a lot of farmers. It was just that on his feet there were brown boots with what looked like red paint splotched over them. His eyes seemed to be staring right at me in a menacing glare.

I must've been in a day-dream or looked pretty freaked out because when Gaby finally came outside she touched my shoulder and I completely spazzed out! I said " What the heck is your problem" And she said "Sorry I didn't mean to scare ya." "No that’s fine just a little bugged is all." I told her. Gabbie and I had made plans the previous night with our parents that because we were both 15 it would be OK for her to sleep over while my parents were out of town. Along our walk I told her about the man in the jacket and she agreed that it sounded pretty creepy. Because I had such a short attention span I hardly noticed the blue pick-up that was following us down every road. I wouldn't have noticed it at ALL had Gabbie not said "is that the guy Court?" That’s all it took when I seen his face staring at me through the windshield I set "Lets get the hell outta here" we were so close to my house and I didn’t want the freak to know where I lived so we dashed through the big field and then over a small fence, and finally into my house. We locked all the doors and checked each of the rooms. We live in a really, really big farm house from the Civil War time period. My house is really confusing and plays a big part in what I'm going to tell you.

Each floor (there are five) has one door at the top of the staircase you can close to keep whatever out. My room is on the 3rd floor and we agreed we were definitely not sleeping in there. So after carefully securing each floor and making sure all doors and windows were locked it was about 4:30.

We went to the kitchen and started making dinner. Since it was just the two of us we agreed to make pasta. We had the entire first floor sealed off from the rest of the house and it was just me Gabbie, and my dog Tasha. We ate dinner and then I grabbed the cordless phone and we went into the living room and closed the French doors and made sure it was locked. I was just about to call my mom and let her know we were OK when the phone rang! Still a little freaked out from earlier I put it on speaker phone almost instantaneously a voice came out and I will never forget these words "Floor by floor I'm opening doors, five, four, three, two, one wait a second sweeties I'M just about done." I was freaking out and I screamed into the phone "Who ARE you." And the reply was in a very raspy voice "It's farmer John sweeties, didn't mean to scare you because I'm not actually in the house...yet."

I just hung up the phone and started to call the police. But Gabbie said "Come on Court they'll never let us stay by ourselves if some freak is just making dumb threats." So I called my mom and told her and her response was "Don't worry about it, just go to sleep sweetie." We finished our conversation and then hung up.

"See it's nothing just our imaginations Court" Gabbie said. I agreed and we set up our bed sets and settled down watching a movie called "Out Cold." it was a comedy. Gabbie fell asleep almost instantaneously and I did at halfway through the movie at about 10:47. I awoke at 1:24 to Gabbie telling me she really had to go to the bathroom but she was afraid and who's to blame her? We started to walk towards the French doors when the phone rang again. "Well, Well your finally awake, thought I'd never get to show you my surprise." "Who is this?" "It's farmer Johnny Sweeties." At this point Gabbie and I realized he could see us! We ran around closing all the blinds then we locked the double bolt on the French doors and pulled the curtains over the open window on it!

We both realized it was time to call the cops so I threw the rug out of the way grabbed Tasha and the phone and lifted the latch on the floor and pulled up the door. (This is where some people might get confused but the door in the floor was for hiding run-a-way slaves during the war. It was part of the underground rail-road.) Gaby and I slid down into the drop and the carpet came down on the door. We called 911 and told them about what’s been happening and the 911 dispatcher asked where we were and I told her in my house." She told us to stay wherever we were so long as we were definitely safe here and she was going to trace the calls. I was no idiot if he was in the house he would hear the phone ring so I turned the ringer off and we waited. Then the screen lit up and I knew it was him and I answered and said "Listen we have no Idea what you want and it really is starting to scare us, can you please tell us what it is that you want?" All I heard was maniac laughter then he said "your blood all over me." I didn’t scream because I knew I couldn’t or he would hear me so I just hung up the phone looked at my watch and realized she must've gotten a trace! It was almost as though she was reading my mind the phone rang and I answered it and she said "GET OUT OF THE HOUSE AS SOON AS YOU CAN! The phone we traced is in the house and close to yours! I told her " we cannot leave the house I don’t know if he is listening to me talking to you right now we are safe where we are please just send the police." She said "if you want I can stay on the line until they get there" "NO that’s ok." I told her. I told Gabbie "the police are on there way and a wave of relief washed over her face. I looked down at Tasha and she was acting as though nothing was wrong.

We were whispering with each other when we heard it. At first furious twisting of the knob on the doors then shattering glass and thought well that was fast the police already? Until I heard the heavy footsteps above our heads and the voice saying " OH SWEETIES JOHNNYS HOME NOW." Gabbie and I crouched in a corner trying to Keep Tasha from barking. Then the voice said "Do you girls really think I'm stupid? And that I know your right below me?" "I've done my research into this home." Suddenly I heard the rug being swept across the floor and glass breaking when he threw it and then he was trying to pull the door up but it had one small latch keeping it shut. I had my hand on the handle trying to pull down on the door and it opened just enough for him to grab onto my hand! He started pulling and trying to get me up and Gabbie hurried to try to help but I yelled "Gabbie please stay down get away!" I felt my arm twist in a way that lets just say it wasn't meant to! I screamed so loudly that it must've made him jump because he let go of me and I fell the 5 feet back into the pit. It knocked the wind right out of me and I knew that I had broken my arm and possibly hurt my back! Gabbie helped me up and I tried so hard to stop crying I just couldn't. Then we heard more footsteps and glass breaking and we heard the unmistakable noise of gunshots, three of them followed with a thump right about our heads.

We then heard the voices we've been hoping to say "Courtney VanBrocklin and Gabriella Poliska this is the Police please give us a sign your OK." WE BEGAN YELLING AND SCREAMING "We're Down here, Down here." And they said is anyone hurt and Gabbie said "he broke Courtney's arm and she hurt her back." The cops then called an ambulance. They carefully helped us out from our hiding spot and then Tasha close behind. They didn't want us to turn around but I did I had to see the man and then in horror when I saw his face I realized it wasn't the man I had seen at the school! I had never seen this man in my life! The police officer tried getting me and Gabbie onto stretchers but we refused and only agreed to get checked out. Apparently he did break my wrist so I had to get a cast. My parents came home early and were asked if they knew the man. When they saw the mans face I could've sworn my mom was going to pass out. I stayed by the police car with Gabbie and yelled to my mom "Mom whats wrong." My dad looked at me and said "Honey he is your brother, We've never told you, that you had one because he was in a mental institution. That's where your mom and I were because he escaped. He was jealous of you having the perfect life so he broke out." I couldn't believe it! The nerve of them to keep this from me! I NEVER stayed in that house again. I moved in with Gabbie and her family until I went to college.

[Shadow Wolf Lover]

creepy!

[Daisy May]

O.o Oh my....scary.

[Li Syaoran]

oh no, the next segment is the last, this cant be possible NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO, lol, I cant believe hes dead, they defeated the argoth, YAY, uh-huh,n thats what you get when you mess with stars story characters lol, yay, hes finally gone, satisfy that argoth, satisfy that.

cant wait to read the final segment

[Static.]

I heard something similar to this somewhere; I can't remember where exactly.
This is another one of those hitchhiker stories. Yes, very original of me, I know. xP

I can still remember what happened. The people in the hospital argued that I had simply bumped my head against the windshield, but I still can't bring myself to agree.
It was early autumn, and I was on my way home from work. I was out on Park Road: a lonely little path, with nothing on either side. It was about nine in the evening, and I was the only person in sight. There were no headlights or street lamps. I reached out and groped for my coffee, eyes focussed on the windshield. I brushed some of my short blonde hair out of my face and took a short sip. I was surprised to see a man with his thumb out. A hitchhiker. I never picked them up, so I drove on past.
About five more minutes past and I was surprised to see a man with his thumb out. A hitchhiker. It didn't occur to me then that it was the same man, but it was. Rather unsettled, I reassured myself with another sip of coffee.
Fifteen more minutes: I see a man with his thumb out. A hitchhiker. Three in one night; odd, especially for an abandoned road such as this. I slowed a bit, only to get a good look at him. I slowed just enough for him to open the back door of my sedan and jump in. I gave a small shriek, and pressed my foot to the brakes. As soon as the car slowed down, I felt the numb impression of cold metal against my neck; a gun.
"Drive," he rasped in my ear. I gulped, but kept driving: what else could I do? I pulled into my gravel driveway. I paused to think; should I open the door? Should I wait for the hitchhiker to do whatever he was planning? I felt him remove the gun from my neck, and exhaled in relief.
"Who are you," I said, barely whispering. I could practically feel the grin on his face.
"Robin Baerson." I looked into my rear view mirror: nobody there. Strange—I hadn't heard the doors o—
My train of thought was cut off, and, before I knew it, I had blood dripping down my back, and a small knife embedded in my shoulder.

[KumyaKuma]

One day, Sam and her friend Ashley were having a sleepover at Sam's house. They were alone because Sam's parents both work a night shift as bartenders for a nearby casino in their small town of Wyckoff, New Jersey. Sam's house was two stories with an attic and a basement.

A few weeks ago on that holiday we all love, Valentines Day, her boyfriend bought her a cute blood red teddy which she named after her boyfriend, Joe. Even though they had the upstairs where Sam's bedroom was, they decided to sleep downstairs in the living room watching TV and eating cinema sweets all night. They both had a wanting for horrors so all the movies watched were scary.

After the sixth or seventh movie, Ashley soon fell asleep. Sam however was so creeped-out from the movies, she couldn't seem to fall asleep. She soon heard what she thought was a tap tap tap. She figured it was nothing and ignored it.

Finally both the girls fell asleep in that quiet house on Berquist Avenue. Sam awoke to the phone ring. She answered in a tired voice..."Hello."
"Is this Samantha Whinnington?" A SCARY voice asked in a way that sent shivers up and down her spine.
"Yes this is." She replied in a puzzled expression."Who's this?"
"Theodore Bloodheart. Your boyfriend is Joe Montogomery?" Asked the Speaker.
"Yes"
"It seems he was gruesomely murdered a few hours ago."
She dropped the phone and hung up, crying. Her sobbing awoke her friend Ashley and soon both of them were in tears. Ashley was very good friends with Joe and ha gotten Sam and him together.

Ashley had to go to the bathroom but was scared to go alone, so both of the girls went. As Samantha waited for Ashley she heard a whisper coming from nearby saying, "Come and play with me". She thought it was nothing and ignored it. After a long period of waiting, Sam asked, "Ash are you ok?" No response. "Ash c'mon hurry up!! I'm gonna leave." She heard a loud noise come from the bathroom and almost as instantly as it happened, she reached for the doorknob. It was unlocked and as she peered around the door, she screamed bloody murder.
Her friend was laying on the ground stabbed to death and puddles of blood surrounded her.

Sam raced downstairs and grabbed the phone... the line was dead. Then the power soon went out. Again she heard that whisper of..."Come and play with me". She turned around and saw the Teddy laying on the floor and picked it up. Engraved in its back were the initials T.B which immediately gave her a flashback of the phone conversation. She screamed and threw the bear.
Theodore Bloodheart stood up, walked toward the direction in which she was going, and began to talk of her boyfriends death. "What do you want with me?!"
"I just want to play."
"Leave me alone!!!!!!!!!" She ran to door leading to the basement and soon saw her boyfriend hanging in the doorway. The little devil made his way to the basement but she didn't hear due to all of her own screaming and heartbeat. The teddy bear snuck behind her and said, "You should have played with me." and stabbed her.

When her parents got home from work, they saw blood all over the floor. They walked upstairs to her room and saw the three kids laying on her bed. After all of their screaming, the bear, who was behind them with a knife, said "Come and Play with me."
White hands
There once was a young girl, about 8 years old, named Ally, that survived in a terrible car crash. Her parents died in the crash however, so she went to live with her grandmother.

When Ally was 20 years old, her grandmother died. So Ally went to live by herself in an apartment. About a day after moving in, noises started occuring in her new bedroom. She got freaked-out and called the apartment manager. They investigated it, but nothing was found. Ally phoned her friend to come over. In a matter of 10 minutes, her friend was there. Ally was sitting there with her on the couch watching some TV when her friend screamed and vanished.

Panicing, Ally ran to the front door. She opened it, but to her surprise, there was nothing there. It was like she was in a black hole. The room turned cold and the lights flickered on and off. She quickly spun around and headed to the window with the escape ladder. It wouldn't open, and neither would the other windows.

Ally turned around and saw white footprints. She started walking, following the eeiry footsteps. She passed a set and then they vanished. By now, Ally was jogging past the footsteps. A big pile of blood was at the end of the white footprints. She accidently stepped in it and fell through. At the bottom, she found a beautiful blue rhinstoned mirror. She picked it up. Ally didn't see her face, though. She saw her friends face. Ally screamed and was pulled through. The last blue rhinestone on the mirror fell off and the mirror vanished.

When the apartment manager heard the girl scream, he ran up and busted in the apartment. On the floor was Ally and her friend. Ally was dead, with her friend beside her crying. Ally died of fright. She fell asleep watching TV with her friend, and had a terrible nightmare