Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Fred Weasley]

Reflection

One cold winter night, sixteen year old Kelly Sanders was home alone, as her parents had gone out to a dinner party at a friend's house. It had been snowing all afternoon, but had just recently stopped. After studying for a while, she decides to relax a little- after all, she finally had the house to herself. She makes some popcorn, gets a nice warm, fuzzy blanket, and snuggles under it to watch one of her favorite movies. In their lounge room, the television is positioned a few feet in front of the glass sliding door that leads to the patio and backyard. By midnight, Kelly's parents are still not home, and she begins to feel uneasy, but refuses to call them, for risk of sounding like she couldn't take care of herself. Suddenly, her eye catches a glint of light from behind the TV, and right there, just outside the glass door, was a crazy-eyed man, grinning maliciously at her, and holding a long, narrow blade in his left hand. Terrified, the girl panics, pulls the blanket up over her head and grabs the cordless phone by her side. Kelly calls the police, and as luck would have it, there was a patrol car less than a block from her house. In a matter of seconds, two officers are on the scene and Kelly tells them about the armed man staring through the glass. The first officer opens the sliding door and looks around the area. After a few moments, she turns and explains to Kelly that there couldn't have been anyone standing out there, as there would have been footprints in the snow. The second officertells her that she is probably just tired and her imagination was playing tricks on her. He beckoned at the TV where the horror movie she had been watching was still playing. "Stuff like that didn't help matters, either,'' he said smiling. Kelly smiled too, more at her own immaturity than the officer's remark, still a little shaken. As the police are about to leave, the male officer stops and looks behind the sofa that Kelly had been sitting on. His jaw drops and eyes widen in shock. Kelly and the other officer notice his reaction and follow his gaze; they both gasp. There were wet footprints and a discarded knife on the carpet behind the couch. Kelly hadn't seen the man outside he door; she'd seen his reflection when he was standing behind her.


In the late 1800s, there was a middle-aged man who lived in the woods by himself. The only companions he had were his three hunting dogs. It took a day and a night to travel into the town outside the forest, so he only left his two-room cabin to get food and other supplies when he really needed to.
One night, the man looked in the cupboard and realized that he had no food left in his cabin. Cursing himself for being so careless, he decided that it was much to dark to start for town or go hunting now, and he would just have to go to bed hungry and wait until tomorrow.
About an hour later, the man was sitting in the main room of his cabin, cursing himself for not going to town sooner, when he heard a peculiar noise. It sounded like scurrying, as if an animal were running about the room. His three hunting dogs were outside, sleeping under the porch like they always did.
The man searched for the source of the noise, and behind his recliner he saw the stranges animal he had ever laid eyes on.
The animal was the size of a cat with a long, pointy face, like a fox. All of its teeth were razor sharp and the fangs protruded from its mouth. Its eyes were big as owl's eyes and bright green, so bright it seemed like they were glowing in the dim light. The animal had paws that looked almost like tiny human hands, only with long, black claws. Its ears were enormous, like a jackrabbit's. But the thing that the man noticed most about this strange beast was its enormous tail, he guessed it was six feet long, coiled round and round itself.
The creature regarded him calmly for quite some time, as he stared at it in awe. He had never seen something that looked even remotely the same in all his life.
Just then, a thought came to him: he would kill it and have it for dinner!
Quick as a flash, he rushed to the 'kitchen' portion of his main room and grabbed his butcher knife off of the shelf. The creature, realizing what was happening, let out a terrifying hiss that froze the man in his tracks. It almost sounded like a human scream.
The man chased the thing around his house for a full minute before it finally slipped away through a hole in the log wall, where he presumed it had entered his house from.
The thing barely escaped, but not before the man cut off its tail. He heard it go screaming away into the forest.
Being a shrewd man, he realized that the tail had some very good meat on it, and decided he would skin it and cook it for dinner.
That was what he did, and he went to bed full and quite satisfied with himself.

But in all the excitement, he'd forgotten to patch up the hole in his wall...

That night, the man awoke to a scurrying sound in his main room. Now, his bedroom was separate from the main room of his cabin, he'd built the addition on himself so as to have more private living space. He could hear scurrying around his main room, even through the thick bedroom door. As he listened, he realized with just a hint of cold fear that he had forgotten to patch up the hole in the wall.
Just then, an eerie, singsong voice rang through the still air of the cabin, "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man was so frightened that he jumped out of bed, grabbed his shotgun, and threw open the door to his room, hoping to catch whoever was messing around with him red-handed.
All he saw was a black shadow scurry, fast as lightning, through the hole in the wall.
Shouting out, he sent his dogs after whatever it was, hearing them go barking off into the night. The man sat up for an hour. Only two of his dogs came back.
Thoroughly scared now, the man blocked the hole as best he could with a stack of logs for the fire and let the dogs into the house to sleep in the main cabin. Then, trying to ease his racing mind, he went back into his room and tried to sleep.
Not ten minutes later, the sound of the stack of logs crashing down and his dogs whining and cowering like scared puppies reached his ears.
There was a scurrying sound, then the eerie, singsong voice said (sounding much closer now than it had been the last time), "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man, once again, jumped out of bed with his shotgun, but just missed that black shadow running through the reopened hole in the wall. Furious and frightened, the man sent his two dogs out after the creature.
An hour later, one dog returned.
The man brought moved his heavy chair in front of the hole in the wall, the dog into his room to sleep by his bed, and tried to calm himself.
Not five minutes later, the sound of the heavy chair scraping across the dirt floor of the cabin reached his ears. The voice, now sounding very close to his bedroom door, sang out, "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
Terrified, the man flung his bedroom door open and sent his dog after the creature.
It never returned.
Desparate, the man blocked the hole with all he could find in his home, bolted his door shut, locked himself in his room, and sat on his bed with his shotgun.
Not three minutes later, a scurrying sound reached his ears. The voice, now just outside his bedroom door, sang out, "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man remained silent, shaking with fear.
There was scratching on the door, and then the doorknob slowly began to turn.
"Taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man aimed his shotgun at the door. It wasn't loaded. It was useless against the terror. He threw it to the ground. All too late, he realized that he could have used it to hit the creature, but now it was across the room and he was too afraid to stand up.
The door was wide open now. A black shadow scurried across the floor.
"Taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The creature climbed up to the foot of his bed, staring at him with glowing green eyes. It was smiling, showing rows of razor-sharp teeth. "Taily-po, taily-po," it said, "you've got my taily-po."
It climbed across his legs, up to his stomach.
Terrified, the man managed to scream out, "I haven't got it! I haven't got your taily-po!"
The creature spread its clawed, human-like hand and placed its claws against the man's stomach. Grinning, it whispered, "yes you do."

A month later, a woman from town noticed that the man hadn't come there for a very long time, so she decided to check on him to make sure he was okay.
As she was riding out into the forest, she found a most ghastly sight. A dead dog on the side of the path.
She rode on, but soon she found another dead dog, and very soon a third.
Shuddering, she hurried along to the man's cabin to make sure he was okay.
With a scream, she found him in his bedroom, his sheets soaked in blood, a look of horror frozen on his face forever. His stomach had been cut open by something razor sharp.
She rode back to town with all the speed she could, to inform the people of the town and get the man a proper burial.
As she was riding through the trees, she heard - or thought she heard - an eerie, singsong voice sing out through the trees, "taily-po, taily-po, now I've got my taily-po..."

[DecafBunny]

O.o

[Chara Dreemurr]

I wouldn't post one word or just a emoticon.

[just'marley]

Reflection

One cold winter night, sixteen year old Kelly Sanders was home alone, as her parents had gone out to a dinner party at a friend's house. It had been snowing all afternoon, but had just recently stopped. After studying for a while, she decides to relax a little- after all, she finally had the house to herself. She makes some popcorn, gets a nice warm, fuzzy blanket, and snuggles under it to watch one of her favorite movies. In their lounge room, the television is positioned a few feet in front of the glass sliding door that leads to the patio and backyard. By midnight, Kelly's parents are still not home, and she begins to feel uneasy, but refuses to call them, for risk of sounding like she couldn't take care of herself. Suddenly, her eye catches a glint of light from behind the TV, and right there, just outside the glass door, was a crazy-eyed man, grinning maliciously at her, and holding a long, narrow blade in his left hand. Terrified, the girl panics, pulls the blanket up over her head and grabs the cordless phone by her side. Kelly calls the police, and as luck would have it, there was a patrol car less than a block from her house. In a matter of seconds, two officers are on the scene and Kelly tells them about the armed man staring through the glass. The first officer opens the sliding door and looks around the area. After a few moments, she turns and explains to Kelly that there couldn't have been anyone standing out there, as there would have been footprints in the snow. The second officertells her that she is probably just tired and her imagination was playing tricks on her. He beckoned at the TV where the horror movie she had been watching was still playing. "Stuff like that didn't help matters, either,'' he said smiling. Kelly smiled too, more at her own immaturity than the officer's remark, still a little shaken. As the police are about to leave, the male officer stops and looks behind the sofa that Kelly had been sitting on. His jaw drops and eyes widen in shock. Kelly and the other officer notice his reaction and follow his gaze; they both gasp. There were wet footprints and a discarded knife on the carpet behind the couch. Kelly hadn't seen the man outside he door; she'd seen his reflection when he was standing behind her.


In the late 1800s, there was a middle-aged man who lived in the woods by himself. The only companions he had were his three hunting dogs. It took a day and a night to travel into the town outside the forest, so he only left his two-room cabin to get food and other supplies when he really needed to.
One night, the man looked in the cupboard and realized that he had no food left in his cabin. Cursing himself for being so careless, he decided that it was much to dark to start for town or go hunting now, and he would just have to go to bed hungry and wait until tomorrow.
About an hour later, the man was sitting in the main room of his cabin, cursing himself for not going to town sooner, when he heard a peculiar noise. It sounded like scurrying, as if an animal were running about the room. His three hunting dogs were outside, sleeping under the porch like they always did.
The man searched for the source of the noise, and behind his recliner he saw the stranges animal he had ever laid eyes on.
The animal was the size of a cat with a long, pointy face, like a fox. All of its teeth were razor sharp and the fangs protruded from its mouth. Its eyes were big as owl's eyes and bright green, so bright it seemed like they were glowing in the dim light. The animal had paws that looked almost like tiny human hands, only with long, black claws. Its ears were enormous, like a jackrabbit's. But the thing that the man noticed most about this strange beast was its enormous tail, he guessed it was six feet long, coiled round and round itself.
The creature regarded him calmly for quite some time, as he stared at it in awe. He had never seen something that looked even remotely the same in all his life.
Just then, a thought came to him: he would kill it and have it for dinner!
Quick as a flash, he rushed to the 'kitchen' portion of his main room and grabbed his butcher knife off of the shelf. The creature, realizing what was happening, let out a terrifying hiss that froze the man in his tracks. It almost sounded like a human scream.
The man chased the thing around his house for a full minute before it finally slipped away through a hole in the log wall, where he presumed it had entered his house from.
The thing barely escaped, but not before the man cut off its tail. He heard it go screaming away into the forest.
Being a shrewd man, he realized that the tail had some very good meat on it, and decided he would skin it and cook it for dinner.
That was what he did, and he went to bed full and quite satisfied with himself.

But in all the excitement, he'd forgotten to patch up the hole in his wall...

That night, the man awoke to a scurrying sound in his main room. Now, his bedroom was separate from the main room of his cabin, he'd built the addition on himself so as to have more private living space. He could hear scurrying around his main room, even through the thick bedroom door. As he listened, he realized with just a hint of cold fear that he had forgotten to patch up the hole in the wall.
Just then, an eerie, singsong voice rang through the still air of the cabin, "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man was so frightened that he jumped out of bed, grabbed his shotgun, and threw open the door to his room, hoping to catch whoever was messing around with him red-handed.
All he saw was a black shadow scurry, fast as lightning, through the hole in the wall.
Shouting out, he sent his dogs after whatever it was, hearing them go barking off into the night. The man sat up for an hour. Only two of his dogs came back.
Thoroughly scared now, the man blocked the hole as best he could with a stack of logs for the fire and let the dogs into the house to sleep in the main cabin. Then, trying to ease his racing mind, he went back into his room and tried to sleep.
Not ten minutes later, the sound of the stack of logs crashing down and his dogs whining and cowering like scared puppies reached his ears.
There was a scurrying sound, then the eerie, singsong voice said (sounding much closer now than it had been the last time), "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man, once again, jumped out of bed with his shotgun, but just missed that black shadow running through the reopened hole in the wall. Furious and frightened, the man sent his two dogs out after the creature.
An hour later, one dog returned.
The man brought moved his heavy chair in front of the hole in the wall, the dog into his room to sleep by his bed, and tried to calm himself.
Not five minutes later, the sound of the heavy chair scraping across the dirt floor of the cabin reached his ears. The voice, now sounding very close to his bedroom door, sang out, "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
Terrified, the man flung his bedroom door open and sent his dog after the creature.
It never returned.
Desparate, the man blocked the hole with all he could find in his home, bolted his door shut, locked himself in his room, and sat on his bed with his shotgun.
Not three minutes later, a scurrying sound reached his ears. The voice, now just outside his bedroom door, sang out, "taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man remained silent, shaking with fear.
There was scratching on the door, and then the doorknob slowly began to turn.
"Taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The man aimed his shotgun at the door. It wasn't loaded. It was useless against the terror. He threw it to the ground. All too late, he realized that he could have used it to hit the creature, but now it was across the room and he was too afraid to stand up.
The door was wide open now. A black shadow scurried across the floor.
"Taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?"
The creature climbed up to the foot of his bed, staring at him with glowing green eyes. It was smiling, showing rows of razor-sharp teeth. "Taily-po, taily-po," it said, "you've got my taily-po."
It climbed across his legs, up to his stomach.
Terrified, the man managed to scream out, "I haven't got it! I haven't got your taily-po!"
The creature spread its clawed, human-like hand and placed its claws against the man's stomach. Grinning, it whispered, "yes you do."

A month later, a woman from town noticed that the man hadn't come there for a very long time, so she decided to check on him to make sure he was okay.
As she was riding out into the forest, she found a most ghastly sight. A dead dog on the side of the path.
She rode on, but soon she found another dead dog, and very soon a third.
Shuddering, she hurried along to the man's cabin to make sure he was okay.
With a scream, she found him in his bedroom, his sheets soaked in blood, a look of horror frozen on his face forever. His stomach had been cut open by something razor sharp.
She rode back to town with all the speed she could, to inform the people of the town and get the man a proper burial.
As she was riding through the trees, she heard - or thought she heard - an eerie, singsong voice sing out through the trees, "taily-po, taily-po, now I've got my taily-po..."

I posted the taily=\-po thing a while back i get shivers everytime when i read it!

[Jinx.]

"Taily-po, taily-po, who's got my taily-po?" That is so catchy XD
For a non-spamming post...

On an isolated road around midnight, a man and his girlfriend are driving. Suddenly a car approaches them from behind. "Pull over!" he says. The man shrugs and turns on a dirt road. He gets out and talks to the man. "What is it, babe?" the girlfriend asks, but she gets no answer. She shrugged and continued to browse through the different radio stations. Then she heard a crash "Babe?" she said hesitantly. She ran out of the car and saw her boyfriend's head bouncing back and forth on the radio antennae. The back lights were smashed in. Screaming, she goes to get her cell phone out of the car. As soon as she opens the car door she hears, "No use. . . No one will answer you."

[DecafBunny]

o.o scary

[Lizzi Noelliz]

There's some stories that no matter how often I hear it, or versions of it, still creep me out and send shivers down my spine. The reflection one is the worst I think, as it could happen to anyone.

[DecafBunny]

...

[sarcasteil]

I agree, and having friends telling you new horror stories isn't gonna help much XD

[00000000]

Omg... Bing is looking at this. STALKER BING! ooo! i feel a story coming on!!! ;)

My friend and I where walking home from school and there was a guy staring at us. He had no face or hair. I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me... I looked back and he was gone. But i rember him clearly. He was wearing a suit, he had no face, very tall, no hair, and very skinny. I looked him up and it came up as Slender Man. *whimper* scary to me...

( I AM NOT LIEING)

I'm supposed to make homework right now, but just happened to fell upon this post.

Slender Man is a joke made up on a board: Someone was dared to make up a "scary creature". Of course, I giggled when I read about him. I find such things silly, because it's so easy to look up the origin and such. But respect anyways. I wouldn't have the imagination to come up with a creature, I guess.

And I actually have a story. It's not the most scary one. It's more... Cute? Anyways, enjoy. Nevermind those spelling errors. Too lazy to look it through.

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Once at a hospital - only few years ago, a young girl and her older brother were rushed to the hospital. The girls once beautiful, blonde hair had been dyed red with the blood of her brother and herself.
She went into the IR with severe wounds and a few broken ribs: Her brother in a much worse state, and the doctors lost him after only few moments.
He used his last, shallow breaths to beg the doctors to see his little sister just once before dying - to see the sunshine in his life.
.. He wasn't allowed to see her..
They had been in a car crash: The twenty year old brother had been driving his seven year old sister to school(both parents were dead). When they were close to the school, a truck driver lost control of his vehicle and drove straight into the siblings car. The brother had seen it coming and tried to protect his sister, but only managed to roughly push her out of the car. Which might have been the reason why her life were saved: even if she cried that he was a meanie while he did it.

Two weeks later, the girl woke up from a coma: The only thing she remembered was her brother. Her strong and caring brother. She had asked the doctors to see him, when she had failed to realize that he had passed away.
.. The doctors couldn't bring themselves to deliver those devastating news..
So when she threw a tantrum, they couldn't calm her down. And she cried, begged to see her dear brother. As she were refused to see him yet again, all of the exits closed and locked off, making it impossible to get in - or out of the hospital, causing great panic among patients and visitors.

The girl spoke up yet again, while the doctors checked her injuries, "I beg you. I want to see my big brother."
And yet again, the doctors refused her. And the power in a section of the hospital want off.
As the power went off, everything got dead silent in the part. You could use a flash light to illuminate the area, but the darkness swallowed up the light. It began in one room, but spread like rapid fire as the girl were refused to see her brother.

From the darkness, the silent cries of an adult could be heard. Some even said they could see gentle, but sad blue eyes illuminating small areas: The brave people, who went as close to the darkness as possible, even claimed to be able to hear the breathing of a person: When the crying person were calm that is.

It went on for days, but luckily the hospital was big: The trapped people survived on the food in the hospital, but more and more people disappeared.
The little girl became more and more sad: Why couldn't she see her brother? Why did she have to be alone? She were kept away from the blackened areas: Along with the other children. She were completely oblivious to the sad, blue eyes and the echoing cries: The occasional whispers of her name even.

As days went by without the doctors telling the girl, the cries were louder. There was the occasional scream here and there. A drip - a tear? Or blood maybe? Maybe just plain water. Who knows? I don't. Never bothered much with the details.
The darkness still spread: A humanoid form could be seen walking around, shrouded in black smoke: Darker than the blackened parts of the hospital.
It gradually became more feral. Sometimes it walked on all fours. Other times it jumped. Or just walked.

It's curious too. It will reach out for new places to explore. New things to darken. Still, the eyes illuminate the area. Sometimes a crazed smile appear in it's face too. Filled with sharp teeth.

One day the girl ran out of her section: She got fed up with the same old bed, the same old comic books, and the same old doctors, that were quite friendly bot mean: They didn't allow her to see her brother! she was giving up hope: She didn't ask any more. Just stared longingly at the door, hoping for him to come in one day.
As she ran down the hallways, she reached the main entrance. A lot of people were crammed up there. She bit her lip.
Ouch... Her teeth had gotten sharper. Maybe they finally grew out? And she would become pretty teeth like her brother. The girl smiled happily at the thought.

A crazed scream. More screams. A black figure running on all fours. It ran towards the people crammed up there, screaming like a lunatic. Crazed eyes shining in the black void that seemed to surround the figure.
People were screaming. Out of fear? Out of surprise? One might never know.
Someone pulled the girl away: Over to hide. It was dangerous. She didn't like hiding.
The girl turned around, looking back at the creature. Blue eyes. It had blue eyes.

A sickening crack of bones breaking shot through the air. It had captured a person. The crazed creature ran back into the darkness with the body.

-

That was two days ago. The darkness were still spreading, while people hid. The whole place looked deserted. It didn't seem to please the... Creature. It ran out sometimes. Sniffed at the air. Looking for something. It would also snatch a person or two. It had a great appetite. If that is what it used it's victims for.

The girl's appetite was growing bigger. The doctor fed her more: Still with the same, friendly smile.
The population was down to about 25 people. They were hiding in various places. The doctor always seemed around the girl, though.

One day, the creature ran out while the girl hadn't been hiding. It stopped in front of her and looked at her. Weirdly. As if it remembered something - or forgot something. It had turned into a more human form. The creature had smiled it's teeth-smile. The sharp fangs where shining in the dim light. But then someone threw a bucket after it.
The brave person had been dragged into the darkness.

"Population is down to ten," the girl heard someone whispering. It was almost a week after the incident where she had met the creature. And she wasn't afraid. But she did feel at unease around the other people. An unpleasant... Stomach-ache told her that she needed food. But she already ate so much. The creature had been humming a lot lately. Or buzzing. Like a big.

The girl liked it's hum. The others had called it a buzz. She thought it was a hum. She recognized the song. But she didn't know what it was called. She just kept quiet.
The doctor had let her sleep at his chest. He was warm, but smelled like sweat. Everyone did. They had been trapped for long, and no one really dared to venture far away from the group.
They stuck together in the cafeteria, with old food. It tasted bad by now, but you got used to it.

The darkness had spread. Only the cafeteria weren't dark now. There were only 5 left.
The doctor, the girl, an elder lady, a young man and another doctor - a female.
The elder lady were crying all the time now. The female doctor took care of her. The young male were quiet. No one noticed when the creature snatched him.

One day, the female doctor committed suicide: She didn't want that any longer. Then a day after, the lady was snatched.
Only the girl and the doctor was left. And the girl felt at unease.
"are you afraid?" had the doctor asked, watching the darkness spread. Various tables were now dark. The creature was always around the doctor and the girl. Humming. It even sang once. It's voice was cracked, but friendly. It watched as the doctor would comb the girls hair. It would crawl back when the man smacked it with the brush, when it got too close.

It was patient, the creature. And so was the doctor. He would watch the creature, while talking to the girl: About her brother. He told her about his death. The creature was displeased about it: And bit the doctors leg, but kept inside the darkness as much as possible.
The girl hadn't reacted. She didn't any more. Always quiet. The hunger was eating her away: Why did she feel like that? Did the others feel it too?

At last, the creature got fed up with waiting. The darkness pulled back, leaving the black creature bared in front of them, watching the humans with blue eyes. With no emotions at all. Blank.
The doctor had been amazed, but his fascination quickly ended, as the black creature pounced on him, the black void around him swallowing the doctor up, dulling his scream.

At that, the girl reacted. She looked up, blue eyes met blue, as the creature turned solid: Taking the form of her beloved brother, who had passed away. His teeth were still sharp fangs, his skin looked much too small, and he was pale.
The brother fell to his knees with a sigh, as he hugged the girl, whispering that he had missed her.
The girl had giggled - a sickening giggle, that sent chills down your spine: Before the black void surrounded them again, swallowing up the brother.

Afterwards, the girl stood up, and the power turned back on. Making her way through the hospital, she stepped out of the doors with ease: Silly humans. Didn't they know the doors were unlocked after first week? She giggled again.

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Kinda long. Sorry. Got carried away. >n>"