Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Lady B]

I'm just a huge scaredycat in general. I hate death, bodies and also the thought of something watching me while I sleep. But I lurrrrve scary stories, which is more than a little bit stupid coz it means I can't sleep at night.

[Play With Fire]

Here is a story that has been passed down in my family, titled "The Line is Dead":

It was a cold, rainy night. Samantha Rodgers was walking home to her apartment. The moment she stepped through the door, the power went off. Samantha then remembered reports of a serial killer in the neighborhood. Her neighborhood. She quickly turned and locked then door. Then, the strangest thing happened. The phone rang.
Samantha picked up the phone, only to listen to static. She put the phone back on the reciever. Then it rang again. Samantha once again picked up the phone, but still no one answered. She put the phone down. And, for a third time, the phone rang. Samantha, starting to feel scared, picked up the phone.
"Hello?" She called. She was surprised to hear a whisper on the other end of the line.
"The line is dead....." The voice whispered.
"Wh-what? I can't hear you!" Samantha replied. Then she heard breathing, not her own. Faster breathing. And when the voice replied, it was as if it was behind her.
"The line is dead..." It said. Samantha gasped, dropping the phone to the floor. She turned around, to see no one there. She leaned down and picked up the phone.
"I'm sorry.....you have the wrong number." She said.
"But the line is dead..." Static washed over the rest of the words "And so are you...." The voice continued. Samantha gasped once more when she felt a warm liquid ooze from the phone. She screamed in fright, unlocked her door, and ran away from her apartment. Moments later the phone came alive with voices.
"911, whats your emergancy?" A voice called.
"The line is dead..." The voice replied.
"Excuse me, what?" The 911 person asked.
"The...line...is...dead......please help....me...." Came a young, feminine reply. The line went dead. The next morning Samantha was found in her apartment, dead. A knife was in her hand, and police suspected she had cut the lines after they found the phone line missing.
But, a young police officer picked up the phone to look at the blood on the earpiece, when he heard a voice on the line.
"What?" He asked, putting the phone to his ear.
"The line is dead." Came the reply.

Sorry it isn't very scary.

[Chara Dreemurr]

>.> The line is dead... >.>

[Play With Fire]

I have a very long list of family scary stories, I'll list the ones I remember:

The Line Is Dead
Hotel Room 222
Third Time Is The Charm
Ashes, Ashes [Not the original!!]
To Die of Fright
Madness of the Fever
In The Shower

Yeah. >_> All of them are family stories....and FYI, Madness of the Fever is true. Very true....very scary too. Anyone want to hear it or any of the others? ^_^

Oh, and In The Shower is true, too.

[Chara Dreemurr]

Yes! The scarier, the better!

[Daisy May]

I have a very long list of family scary stories, I'll list the ones I remember:

The Line Is Dead
Hotel Room 222
Third Time Is The Charm
Ashes, Ashes [Not the original!!]
To Die of Fright
Madness of the Fever
In The Shower

Yeah. >_> All of them are family stories....and FYI, Madness of the Fever is true. Very true....very scary too. Anyone want to hear it or any of the others? ^_^

Oh, and In The Shower is true, too.

Oh! Oh! I wanna hear Madness of the Fever please.

[Mayiamaru]

I want to read Third Times the Charm

[Play With Fire]

Ok...I haven't heard it for a very long time, so it may seem a bit weird at first. Ahem. I shall start. Actually, now that I think about it, it isn't very scary....I was...8 when I heard this story, so I guess it seemed scarier then.

Madness of the Fever
---1986

There was once a young girl named Emma, who lived on a farm with her parents. Then, during a long summer, both of her parents died from a strange fever. Since Emma was an only child, her Aunts Anna and Sandy came to care for her. Sandy was a sweet woman who loved Emma, and was very beautiful. But Anna, her older sister, was ugly and fat and was jealous of Sandy's and Emma's beautiful looks.
One day, she asked her sister and Emma to walk with her in the woods. Sandy, being a wonderful sister, agreed. Emma knew Anna wanted to kill her and Sandy, but she still went. When they reached the woods, Emma let herself fall behind until she could no longer see her two Aunts. She quickly ran back home, and waited for them to return.
Sandy and Anna soon returned. Sandy, who had been worried sick, asked where Emma had gone. Emma told them she had gotten afraid and had ran back home. Sandy believed her, but complained of feeling feverish and went to bed. Anna cooked them super, then went to check on Sandy. Three days later, Sandy was dead. The strange illness that had killed Emma's parents had killed Sandy too. Emma, still knowing Anna wanted to kill her, ran away and lived in the blacksmith's barn. The blacksmith loved Emma, and he kept her hidden so Anna couldn't find her.
Then, after several days of the blacksmith bringing her food, he didn't come. Emma thought there was a logical explanation. She sat for three weeks, waiting for him to come. He never returned.
Emma, driven by madness of hunger, ran home to Anna. She went there only to find Anna married, thinking Emma had died. Emma, angry and suffering from fever, killed both Anna and her husband. Then, after she had eaten and calmed herself, she went looking for the blacksmith. It turned out he had died from fever. The illness everyone Emma had known had died from.
Emma went around her home village, and soon everyone had died from the strange fever. Alone on her barren landscape, Emma went into madness from the fever she knew she could never die from. She went into the forest and never came out.
Unknown to her, Emma had an older brother. When he heard all of his village had died, he returned to get Emma. He went to the village, only to find her gone. He searched the woods for her, but never found pretty little Emma. Now, the forest near the village echoed with the last cries of Emma, tortured by her fever soul.

Family legend says that if you ever go camping in any woods anywhere, always bring a non-family member. Or you could catch the fever, which has no cure and no name.
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The brother's name was Alexander. Alexander is my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather. True story. About 14 years ago my two cousins went camping in the woods up in Washington. My older cousin brought my other cousin to the hospital after 3 days because he had "the fever". Three weeks later, my cousin died.

I'll tell the rest of my stories later, ok?

[Chara Dreemurr]

Hmm, not so creepy, but I love the plot!

[Mayiamaru]

Ok This is really interesting, sorry for your cousin though D: