Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)
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MusicEmily wrote:I have a story I read -
"Drip, Drip..."
It was your average day in Jenny's suburb. Her neighbors were nice, and her parents had gone to work, leaving her home alone all day. Nothing unusual. She turned on the news and saw that the serial killer who had recently been caught had escaped from prison...and had last been seen heading towards her neighborhood. Her dog could sense her fear and knew something was wrong, and ran under the couch; where he usually went when he was afraid. She knew whenever he was afraid, he would lick her hand, so she put her hand down under the couch so he could lick it, and sure enough, he did. She got up to go make a sandwich and brought some treats back for her dog. When she sat back down, she called for the dog, and he didn't come.She kept calling, and when he still didn't show up, she figured he fell asleep under the couch. As she was watching TV, she heard a faint dripping noise coming from the upstairs shower. It didn't bother her too much, so she decided not to do anything. However, it kept dripping...and dripping...and dripping...finally she couldn't take it anymore and decided to go check it out. When she got to the shower, she screamed in both horror and fear. She fell and started sobbing...because hanging on the shower head, was her dog that had been gutted, dripping with blood. On the shower wall, written in that blood, were the words..."Did you know people can lick, too?"
When her parents came home that day, Jenny wasn't waiting for them.
Imperial Epsilon wrote:bunnies_rule wrote:Should've tied it tighterToby was turning thirteen. He threw a birthday party fit for a king, and almost everyone got him a fabulous present. One boy got him a balloon with a scary face on it eating the words "Happy Birthday".
At the end of the day Toby lugged all his loot to his upstairs room and put it on his dresser. He stayed up late watching action movies until 11:00 at night, after both of his parents had already gone to bed. He climbed into his own bed, not bothering to change into pajamas. After all, it's my birthday.
He began reliving the party, and glancing at all of his presents from his bed. The balloon bobbed gently by the door; Toby had tied it to the doorknob so it wouldn't drift out his open window. He was getting drowsier and drowsier. He blinked, not sure if he had fallen asleep or not. He had an itch on his stomach, so he scratched it. His hand met flannel pajamas. Wait, he thought. I didn't put on pajamas.
He figured maybe he had and just forgot, or maybe he was having a strange dream. He rolled over and almost fell asleep again- or maybe he had, and time had passed. He next noticed his presents had fallen to the floor and some were still rocking back and forth. Must had fallen down, thought Toby, but he made no move to put them back. He just clutched the covers around himself.
Then he noticed something. The balloon was bobbing free of its doorknob, but it wasn't being sucked out the window by the night air. If fact, the window had been closed.
Thouroughly creeped out, Toby thought about shoving the balloon out of the door. He glanced at the door, and when he glanced back to the balloon it was drifting toward him, string trailing.
He lay still except for his trembling. It's a balloon, he told himself. How would it harm him? It couldn't even think.
As though it heard his thoughts, the balloon traveled faster. The string slid over the edge of his bed, and came dwadling up to him. It slid over his neck.
Toby felt a white-hot pain and he screamed. He brought his hand to his neck, and it came away wet with blood. He looked up at the balloon as it bumped back to the door. It had eaten the words "Happy birthday" and was grinning.
Hee hee. Evil. I made this up... well, actually my siser's balloon spent the night in my room and was drifting around so that every time I opened my eyes it was somewhere else.... :shock: I was scared.
Truly freakily awesome. Really good :D
Brimstone wrote:this is called THE POOL
one day everyone alive was at a swimming pool swimming."SHARK!" screamed a 2 year old.no one listened.soon they where all dead because the shark ate them exept the boy
Brimstone wrote:this is called THE POOL
one day everyone alive was at a swimming pool swimming."SHARK!" screamed a 2 year old.no one listened.soon they where all dead because the shark ate them exept the boy
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