Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Zitface]

Sammy. If you have more than one post. Do. Not. Double. Post. Go back and edit your post, please. Double posting is just spammy, and I hate to say it, but I'm ~sick~ of for the past three times of going back to my posts, seeing a new post from you on here. I don't know why that irritates me, but it does.

[nivans.piers]

Screaming Jenny

The old storage sheds along the tracks were abandoned shortly after the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad was built, and it wasn't long before the poor folk of the area moved in. The sheds provided shelter - of a sort - although the winter wind still pierced through every crevice, and the small fireplaces that the poor constructed did little to keep the cold at bay.

A gentle, kindly woman named Jenny lived alone in one of the smaller sheds. She had fallen on hard times, and with no family to protect her, she was forced to find work where she could and take whatever shelter was available to someone with little money. Jenny never had enough to eat and in winter her tiny fire barely kept her alive during the cold months. Still, she kept her spirits up and tried to help other folks when they took sick or needed food, sometimes going without herself so that another could eat.

One cold evening in late autumn, Jenny sat shivering over her fire, drinking broth out of a wooden bowl, when a spark flew from the fire and lit her skirts on fire. Intent on filling her aching stomach, Jenny did not notice her flaming clothes until the fire had burnt through the heavy wool of her skirt and began to scorch her skin. Leaping up in terror, Jenny threw her broth over the licking flames but the fluid did nothing to douse the fire. In terror, Jenny fled from the shack and ran along the tracks, screaming for help as the flames engulfed her body.

The station was not far away, and instinctively Jenny made for it, hoping to find someone to aid her. Within moments, her body was a glowing inferno and Jenny was overwhelmed by pain. Her screams grew more horrible as her steps slowed. She staggered blindly onto the tracks just west of the station, a ball of fire that barely looked human. In her agony, she did not see the glowing headlight of the train rounding the curve, or hear the screech of the breaks as the engineer spotted her fire-eaten figure and tried to stop. A moment later, her terrible screams broke off as the train mowed her down.

Alerted by the whistle, the crew from the station came running as the engineer halted the train and ran back down the tracks toward poor dead Jenny, who was still burning. The men doused the fire and carried her body back to the station. She was given a pauper's funeral and buried in an unmarked grave in the local churchyard. Within a few days, another poverty-stricken family had moved into her shack, and Jenny was forgotten.

Forgotten that is, until a month later when a train rounding the bend west of the station was confronted by a screaming ball of fire. Too late to stop, the engineer plowed over the glowing figure before he could bring the train to a screeching halt. Leaping from the engine, he ran back down the tracks to search for a mangled, burning body, but there was nothing there. Shaken, he brought his train into the station and reported the incident to the stationmaster. After hearing his tale, the stationmaster remembered poor, dead Jenny and realized that her ghost had returned to haunt the tracks where she had died.

To this day, the phantom of Screaming Jenny still appears on the tracks on the anniversary of the day she died. Many an engineer has rounded the curve just west of the station and found himself face to face with the burning ghost of Screaming Jenny, as once more she makes her deadly run towards the Harpers Ferry station, seeking in vain for someone to save her.

[nivans.piers]

Sammy. If you have more than one post. Do. Not. Double. Post. Go back and edit your post, please. Double posting is just spammy, and I hate to say it, but I'm ~sick~ of for the past three times of going back to my posts, seeing a new post from you on here. I don't know why that irritates me, but it does.

ok. i posted one more time but i didn't read that until after i did. I didn't know it was spamming. how is it spamming? i am just posting scary stories. sorry to irrate you, i will fix it while you explain!

[Zitface]

Don't ask me how it's spam, it's just generally recognized as spam, and I suppose it is because it takes up space on a thread, adds unnecessary pages, I suppose. Thank you for fixing.

[nivans.piers]

anytime! i'm really sorry! i had no idea!

[Dakotaisnotonfire]

{ I havent been on CS for a Good while..I pop on it now and then I have this Urge to write a Scary story that I have been wanting to For Ages! So I may as well Post it,Not feeling to well today So that will give me something to do while Lying in my bed bored and sick!. :L }

It was a Normal Day Where I lived,My house had been on the market for Months Out of the Blue it suddenly got Tons of interest I found this Bad I didnt want to Leave this house I liked it All my friends where here But I had no choice. 'The house is Now sold' My parents announced to Me, 'We have Got a Much Better house waiting for us' My Mum said Smiling at me, 'Its hardly a house More like a Mansion!' My dad Butted in 'You can Chose your room It can be any one you like', I Slowly nodded my head .

Everything was packed up ready to get moved to our new Home,I went in The Lorry with all our furniture My dad Was Driving it,He used to be a HGV driver so I was safe. My Mum Drove the car to Our new house with My Two little sisters, Their names are Lucy and Lily I forgot to tell you mines,My name is Alice.

I marched to My room Carrying my clothes Lily was Following me,Lily Dragged her bag along the ground Looking at the ground 'Alice..Can I Share my room with you?' She said sadly to me, 'Of course But there is another 12 rooms in this Hallway why not one of those?'. 'I Just dont like it..' She whispered .

I Pushed my Door open The room was Huge I looked around I noticed something terrifying,I Screamed dumping my bags Running down the Hall,Lily Screamed in Terror at me Chasing after me..My dad Walked up the stairs to the Hall 'Girls what is it!?', 'Look In the room!' I yelled from the Bottom of the Hall holding onto lily, My dad looked in expecting this dead body or something He reached over and Grabbed The Doll that Looked very realistic 'Its fine You can come back now!' He walks down the stairs walking out the front door Throwing the Doll into the Neighbours Bin.

I slowly walked back down the Hall with Lily Picking up our bags walking down the stairs...My Dad Opened the front door

{WIP}

[. ME]

Something...Paranormal-ish happened to me at school, today...So I'll type it out:

We had to go into the class next to ours, because our teacher don't trust us and she had to leave, and it was the end of the day. So, all the class went into the other room. The teacher decided to watch a movie, since it was based off a book. So, we all sit down(on the floor, cause the other class were sitting in the seats...) and the teacher plays the movie. I say a few things to my friend, who I was sitting next to(I was telling her the ending of it), but get in trouble for talking and don't get to finish. So, everyone start watching the movie; Everyone but me. I was staring at the door. I just felt like something was going to happen-And something did happen.

I started to hear this quiet knocking. It wasn't really in any beat, it sounded like someone knocking on a home door, to tell the people inside that they are there and wanna come in...Just a regular knock knock knock. Well, actually, it went more like this; Knock knock knock, knock knock. I started to tell my two friends, sitting next to me, about it. Luckily, the teacher didn't notice. My friends complained that it was my imagination, and that they couldn't hear it. Suddenly, it stopped. I quickly told them. And it went like that; Knocking comes on again, few minutes later it stops, starts again few minutes later, etc. I kept telling my friends when it went on then off. Though I could tell one of them still didn't really believe me too much, and the other one kinda believed me, but not really. Then, it wouldn't stop. It continued on and on in it's little knocking 'tune'. It lasted longer then usually; I believe 10 minutes, when it usually lasted 3 or 4 minutes then stopped and 3 or 4 minutes later went back on.

The teacher told us to get our stuff from our lockers(we hadn't gotten them yet). Just as everyone gets up, it stops. I hurriedly tell my friends. As we walk out the door, one of them, Vanessa, the one who believed me least, told me to knock on the door to show them what it sounded like. So, I knocked on it; Knock knock knock, knock knock! "It wasn't in a beat?" Maddison, the one who kinda believed me, asked. I nodded. "It just...Sounded like someone knocking on the door, wanting to come in." I replied.

Then we had to leave school a few minutes later. I'm still kinda creeped out.

[Nonexsitent]

The blood splashed off the crystal white tiles and proceeded to drip down the wall. The horror of the spatter made me shake and tremble.
I didn't know the blood would fly everywhere when I pulled the trigger. I shivered as the man's limp and headless body tumbled to the floor.
I couldn't see the fear etched on his face but I felt the anger that had short circuited when I had pulled the trigger.
My tears reflected the pain of my victum had felt but I continued to glance at the spattered walls.
Blood got everywhere, now his blood was on my hands as mine had been on his.

Not real scary but I hope you enjoy.

[amarok.]

I don't actually understand, but good story anyway

[Deadly Nightshade]

Okay, i made this one up...
It's called "Sweet dreams"


There was a little girl of the age of 5. She had a family, one brother of 10 and a mother and father. They moved to a small house in the city to be near her cousins. One night the little girl was asleep in her bed when she heard singing from below. She went down stairs, holding her doll. When she got downstairs, no one was there. She then noticed the back door open, letting in cold winds. She walked outside and looked around then sighed as there was noting there, she turned around and right in her face was the ghost of a woman, her face all scratched, she smiled at the girl as the girl ran off and dropped her doll. Later that night she heard knocking at the door, she opened it and saw her doll's head ripped off, it walked. She screamed and her mom and dad came into the room and turned on the light and comforted their daughter, the doll was not their any more. She girl looked at the window and saw something red drip down then a whole hand fall down the window, leaving a trail of blood...Lightening flashed and as it did so a skeleton side was show to her parents and then disappeared after the flash.