Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[chagups]

ok even though we are spammin right now ok im out for today im will check this thread later

[Telescope]

Don't fight over something this dumb guys, you've filled a whole page about nothing about Scary Stories. I would make a poll, so people can vote without having to post on here. It's unneeded, but if its in the best interest of the people who post here... I guess, but I don't think they'll wanna move it.

[dannydevito]

we already settled it

[dannydevito]

ok this one isent scary at all
Hush Little Children you will die

It was the evening of Halloween, and like all Halloweens, a group of teenage kids wanted to go “have some fun”.

Ted, Larry, Tina, Jerry, and Christine were the group of teenagers this year. They wanted to go have a few drinks but all of them were only around the age of 16. They decided to drive deep into the Haunted Forest.

The Haunted Forest had many stories behind it but no one truly believed them. Yet one of the stories was true.

Many years ago before our modern day, a man had axed his entire family. He had tied up his five children, three boys and two girls, to an old oak. The mother was tied up not far from the children. The husband said he needed to go “clean up” and that he would not be late for the “party”. After he had left on foot, leaving for the truck, the mother became frantic. She struggled to untie the ropes that were bound to her wrists. She rubbed the ropes against the tree bark and they snapped.

She went to her five children to free them as well. She was frantically trying to untie her last child when her head became decapitated. The children screamed and four of them ran. The one child, a girl, was left tied. She looked up and saw her father with an axe in one hand and a knife in the other. She looked down at her mother. Her head was rolled nearly between the girl’s feet. Her mothers face was faced looking up at the daughter. A face as pale as snow, blue eyes as dull colored as plain, and an expression of terror was all that was on the face of the mother.

The girl looked up; her father was slowly walking towards the girl, only about ten yards away. The girl became frantic, screaming and crying, as her father stalked closer and closer to her. He was singing “Hush little baby don’t you cry, daddy is going to make you die” in a horrific demon sounding voice. Hearing the words he spoke she became more frantic. All she saw in her last moments was the sharp blade of an axe spinning towards her head.

The other four children were hiding together in a giant hollow between the ground and the tree. They knew the fate of their sister and prayed it wouldn’t happen to them. Then they heard the edge of a blade dragging the ground. They heard the great thud of boots clonking against the ground coming ever nearer to their hiding place. Then they heard the voice of their father singing “Hush little children don’t you cry, daddy’s gonna’ make you all die” in a horrifying, demonic voice.

This made the daughter that was left to scream in terror. The noises stopped, the children covered their mouths trying to silent the sounds of their moans and tears. Then the sound of something cutting the air was heard and an axe was admitted to one of the boy’s heart. A soft gurgle was heard as the boy fell to the ground lifeless. The children scattered and one boy was snatched up by his neck on a rope that his father had set out as a trap. The boy kicked and struggled as the father creeped closer to him.

Not yet dead the boy struggled and moaned for his life. The father rested the axe handle on his shoulder and took a final base-ball swing blow to the boy’s temple.

The two remaining children ran back to were they once had been tied. Finding their beloved sister lifeless on the ground the siblings threw up in terror. A dash of headlights appeared on them. They thought they were going to be saved from this nightmare. The headlights came closer and at an increasing speed. The two of the siblings then realized the truck was gone. Moments later their father’s truck came barreling in and smashed the two of them into the oak tree that they had been tied to, killing all three.

It is said that the father still haunts these woods looking for “his” children, so that he may axe them all. The five teenagers had heard this story many times but didn’t believe a word of it.

They made their way through the woods. They set up their “refreshments” and a table by a large oak. They placed their truck near a smaller tree that was near the oak. They had their fill of drinks and decided just to relax in the back of the truck.

Tina announced that she had to relieve herself and so she left and went behind the oak. They heard a sound that sounded as if it were the clunking of boots and the dragging of an axe. They dismissed this due to the fact that they thought they were imagining it.

An hour or so later they realized that Tina had not come back. They all got out of the truck and were going to check behind the oak thinking that she probably just passed out due to intoxication. They went behind the oak and there Tina was, her body tied to the tree and her head around four feet away. Blood was everywhere. They all shrieked in terror.

Then a sound like a truck was heard and they turned around facing oncoming headlights. The truck struck all four of the remaining friends, crushing them against the oak.

The bodies where found a week later. The truck and all six bodies were there in the haunted Forest. The families came to identify the bodies and identified five of them. The parents remembered that the children had said they were going to go camping with each other and they had named off everyone that was going. They had said nothing about a sixth person.

This person was older. They found the sixth body in the truck. He was a male. They also found in the passenger seat an axe and a knife and on the truck and on each of the five victims’ chest, it was carved, “Daddy is here”.

A month later the sixth un-identified body was reported missing from the autopsy room. Reports of the man walking around local neighborhoods with an axe and a knife have been made.

[Telescope]

So....I got an alien article guys!....

Aliens have always been surrounded by mystery. People from all around the world have always associated aliens with frightfulness and mystery. Alien abduction stories relate the incidences of non-human creatures kidnapping people on Earth. Many people claim that the phenomenon of alien abduction exists and some have even claimed to experience a scary alien abduction.

Most of the alien abduction stories bear incidents of aliens forcing people to undergo a medical examination. Some stories bear references to aliens warning the people on Earth about dangers in future. Many alien abduction stories have an element of fright in them while some are a complete contrast. They talk of the abducted people having a relatively pleasant abduction experience. They claim to have suffered no harm when abducted by aliens.

The first alien abduction story that made news was that of Betty and Barney Hill. On September 19, 1961, they were driving to Portsmouth when they saw a bright light in the sky. Soon, some human-like figures got out from a disk-like craft and approached the Hills. The human-like figures with their vehicle began hovering over the Hills' car. The aliens soon abducted them. The Hills later claimed to have entered a state of altered consciousness during the abduction.

Another famous alien abduction story is that of Villa Boas. Antonio Villas Boas was a Brazilian farmer who was working at night, when he saw a red star in the night sky. It was actually an egg-shaped craft with red light. He began attempting to flee from the scary object that seemed to be approaching him. But he was soon captivated by a humanoid. The humanoid, as described by Boas, had blue eyes and made sounds like barks and yelps. Three other human-like beings grabbed Boas and took him to their craft. Inside the craft, his clothes were stripped off to cover him with jelly. Later the abductors performed a blood examination on Boas and then left him in a room in accompaniment of a female who resembled the other humanoid figures. Boas claims to have fallen ill when in captivity. When he returned to Earth, he realized that he had been abducted for four hours. This was truly a very scary alien abduction.

Herbert Schirmer, a Police Sergeant has claimed to have been abducted by some non-human beings in 1967. On his claims he was hypnotized to make him reveal his experience of alien abduction. During hypnosis, Schirmer said that a white object with red lights approached him and started communicating mentally. According to his claims, the alien stopped him from drawing his gun. However, due to lack of enough evidence during the hypnosis tests, the story was doubted on being real.

Another scary alien abduction took place on Dechmont Law, a hill outside Livingston, Scotland. Bob Taylor, a forestry worker encountered an unidentified object, which dragged him along the ground. Investigators found some strange-looking marks on the ground. This incident is considered as one of the very close UFO encounters in Scotland.

People from different parts of the world have alien abduction stories to tell. Most of the alien abductions are claimed to have taken place at night and the abductees have mostly claimed to have been examined. Some of the abductees have experienced a different state of consciousness when they were under abduction. The interesting part of all the stories is that all the abductees have returned safely on Earth without having to give any ransom to their kidnappers!

[thekraken]

Here's a really creepy one...

A young girl walking home from school found a small pile of Polaroid photos lying in the gutter. There were twenty in all, neatly wrapped in a rubber band. She picked them up, and as she walked she started to browse. The first photo was that of a ghostly white man on a black background, standing just far enough away from the camera that she couldn’t make out his features. The girl slid the photo to the back of the stack and looked at the next one. The photo was of the same man now standing a bit closer. The girl flipped through the next several photos quickly. With each one the man in the picture came a bit closer and his features were a bit clearer. Turning the last corner to her house, the girl noticed that the man in the photos seems to be looking at her even when she moved the stack from side to side. It frightened her, but she kept flipping them over, one by one. By the nineteenth picture, the man was so close his face completely filled the frame. His expression was the most horrifying the girl had ever seen. Walking up the driveway, she turned to the last photo. This time, instead of an image, there were two words: “Close enough.” Hearing a scream, the girl’s brother rushed to the door and opened it. All he saw was a pile of photographs lying on the doorstep. The top one looked like an extremely pale version of his sister, but she was standing too far back for him to be sure.

[dannydevito]

that dident scare me at all nothin will .... anyway heres another one
Keep the Door Open

My friend told me this story and I wouldn't have posted it if I didn't believe it was true. When this friend spends the night at my house, she always makes me keep the bedroom door open. When I asked her why she made me do this she told me her story...

This is her story

"When I was younger, my parents always forced my bedroom door to remain open while I slept. They wouldn't give me a reason, they just told me I had to do what they said.

When I grew into a teenager, I refused to sleep with my door open any longer. Night after night I would shut my door, and in the morning I was angered to see my door was opened. When I confronted my parents about the door, they got angry that I had stopped listening to them.

One night I grew sick of someone always opening my door and put a camera in the corner of my bedroom. I aimed it towards my door, I pressed record and fell asleep shortly after.

In the morning I looked over the tape and saw something that frightened me.
About an hour into the tape I got out of bed and glided from my bed to the door. I didn't take a step forward, I just glided from my bed to the door.

Also without even touching the doorknob I opened the door violently. It was like I threw the door open. It was strange that I didn't remember opening the door myself.

In the video, as I glided back to my bed I looked towards the camera. I noticed that my eyes were all black and the nightlight provided by the camera gave my eyes a horrific gleam. As I made my way back to my bed (still gliding) I kept my face on the camera, my neck seemed to make an impossible turn until I was fully out of the shot.

I had shown the video to my parents and they grabbed the camera from my hands, and told me to keep the door open."

[dannydevito]

yep so now i keep my door open

[dannydevito]

these are some from a site


My Mind, or For Real?
Posted by S0xGNEx10
Date Posted: 06/20/2005

I still have no clue if what I saw was real. This all
really happened.
There were 3 times that have freaked me out.
1). I was 8 years old, and it was the year we had
just moved into our new house, and I couldn't go
to sleep one night. I had this thing where I had to
have at least one light on, but that night I turned
them all off. I had started to finally doze off, when
suddenly I just woke up, and I looked over to my
right, and I saw a man! He was dressed in old
clothing, a suit with a tie and a top hat. He had a
long mustache, and was holding a saucer with a
tea cup, and was moving the tea cup as if he was
drinking it. I got freaked out, and I jumped out of
my bed, and I couldn't talk. He just looked at me
and smiled, and so I moved slowly to the light and
before I turned it on, he waved and disappeared!
That night, I slept out in the game room.

2) On this time it was in the same year, and I was
sleeping in the game room, and I woke up
because of a strange noise. I sat up, and looked
around when I saw my "sister" at the computer,
sitting down, the keyboard out, and she was
typing.. only, the screen wasn't on. I started
talking, asking her why she was using the
computer this early, and then suddenly IT looked
at me and got up.. it seemed to like float to me,
and it looked really evil. I couldn't scream, and it's
arms were out, stretching to me with its hands
open, so I ran to the light and turned it on and it
went away. [For some reason, I seem to think
turning on lights will help.] And then I ran
downstairs as fast as I could and grabbed my dog,
sitting downstairs with him for the rest of the night.
In the morning, I told my sister about it, and she
looked at me really crazy and told me she wasn't
up, and that I must have been dreaming....

One more time, was when I was watching TV in
the media room, with the lights dimmed. It was
about 12:00, and I couldn't sleep. Everyone else
was asleep, though. Anyways, I was sitting in the
chair when I started to feel really scared, like if
something was creeping behind me. Then I heard
this really weird noise so I got up and I swear I
think I saw something black.. and then it
disappeared.
After I told my mom about that, she had my
grandmother pray all over the house... It must
have worked, because after that one, I haven't
seen anything strange.


killer Tree
Posted by pinoygirl89
Date Posted: 08/02/2010

As a kid, I spent summers in the Philippines. My mom would bring me there for summers. I had two cousins living with me at my aunt's house. One was Carmen who was 14, and Lydia who was my age, 12.

Every night we would go to our aunt and she'd tell us a story. She told us about a tree that was near her school. She said it was near the bridge with a small swing. She said that there was once a woman named Shermaine who lived near the tree and had two boyfriends.

One was named Mario and the other was Luciano. Every other day, she'd spend her time with Luciano, and then the other days with Mario. One day Mario found out about Shermaine cheating and told Luciano. They both confronted Shermaine and forced her to choose one man. She said she couldn't choose, so they hung her in the tree and cut her body halfway down.

Every single day now, even in broad daylight you can hear moaning and crying. Our aunt told us that one of her friends had attempted to cut the tree down because he was annoyed by the noise. The tree backfired the ax he held, and sliced most of his hand. Luckily all he needed was stitches.

One day Lydia and I were walking around the school and saw the tree, near the bridge and it had a tiny swing. I was scared but Lydia laughed.
"Hey, dare me to go on the swing?" she said mischieviously.
"No, Lydia, we shouldn't...you know Shermaine?"
"Shermaine?" she laughed. "Mama only told us that to scare us, Silly."

She ran to the tree and began to climb it. She looked at me and laughed.
"Where's SHERMAINE now, stupid?"

I stared in horror as I watched my cousin get pushed off by nothing and receive cuts all over her body. She landed on her knees and screamed in pain.

"Lydia!" I screamed.
I grabbed her. I saw her knee was gushing blood. Her lip was split in half, as if something had sliced her.
"We need to take you to Auntie, right now!"
Lydia stared at me, "No! Don't tell Mama, she'll kill me!"
"What about a doctor?"
Lydia stared at her knee and tears of pain ran down.
"Ok, fine, hurry."

I carried her on my back and we walked to the doctor where he cleaned her wounds and replaced them with bandages and used a small cast.
"Lydia, what happened?" he asked?
"I-I fell." she said.
"You seemed like you've been beaten up, tell me the truth," he seemed to know.
"Lydia went up the Crying Tree." I said.
"Oh my God, Lydia." he grabbed her shoulders.
"Never, ever go on that tree again! Understand me? I won't tell your mama, PROMISE!"
Tears quickly ran down, "I promise."

"Marie," he looked at me. "Thank you for bringing Lydia here, take her home and tell her to cover up so her mama doesn't see. This one's on me," he smiled and stuck his hand out.

I took it and noticed a large scar on his hand, I knew he was the one who had attempted to cut the tree down.

As Lydia and I walked home, I felt the breeze but saw no tree move.


The Demon Within
Posted by rosiegirl001
Date Posted: 02/06/2007

One time my family had a family reunion with both sides of my family- my moms and dads. I was happy because I got to see my cousins Elysia, Emily, Breanna, and Richard. But there was one kid I didn't recognize. A boy standing in the corner. "Hey, who is that?" I asked my cousins from my mom's side. "I don't know he's probably from your dad's side" They replied. "Hmm. probably. well lets go talk to him." I said nervously. "Hi" I said. "what's your name?" I asked in a friendly manor, but he just looked at me. "ok do you wanna go -'Bobby...'" he said interrupting me. "What?" I asked confused. "My name is Bobby" he said. "Oh. cool. so do you wanna walk to the ice-cream store with us?" I asked. "No" he said with a snotty attitude and walked away and sat in the dark. "Well whatever" I replied also in a snotty way.

That night my relatives stayed at my house. Even the creepy Bobby kid. At 2:00 in the morning my cousins Elysia and Breanna woke me up because they heard a weird noise. "It's probably just Baby-Cat." I said drowsily, but then I remembered that we took Baby-Cat to my friend's house because my aunt Lorlei is allergic. "Well ok." I said. As we crept downstairs I could hear a voice kind of singing, more like chanting. "I'm scared!" said my cousin Breanna. "SHHH!" I said. "what if it's a robber?" my cousin Elysia asked. "well we'll have to find out" I said. When we got to the living room we noticed it was further down in the Basement. "Hey nobody slept in the basement" I said in a scared voice. "It's WAY to dark" said Elysia. I'll get a flashlight" I said. "no!" said Breanna. "then he'll know we're coming!"

When we got to the stairway we could see a light coming from the basement. When we got to the bottom we could see, sitting on the floor, the creepy Bobby kid. "HEY!" I said as I turned on the lights. "why are you down here?!" I asked angrily. "homa ku kazi as gracha mu nocka!" he said as he looked at us in an evil way. "is-is he speaking... in tongues?" I asked.

But then Bobby flew up on the ceiling! "RACHA NUKI JANA TO ISTUE!" he yelled in a demented voice. "JUNA- DRANU- KILO- HAKY- OPAK- LUCIFER!" he said. "RELEASE MY DWELLERS INTO THE WORLD" by this time we were halfway to the stairway, when a clawed hand grabbed my cousin Breanna's leg. "HELP!!" she yelled in a deathly high tone. Thinking quickly I grabbed anything hard and threw it at the creature. He screeched so horrifically it sounded like 40 children being tortured.

I was puzzled until I realized what it was I had thrown. A bible. I grabbed it and started reading a mysteriously marked page. LUKE 1:42 26- And the Lord cometh to the devil and screamed ‘evil will not consume the goodness of a heart- earth is full of evil that is consumed by goodness. Thee demons of hell be gone back to your dwelling and let all sinners be condemned to a life of hell- BE GONE’” and out of nowhere the demons vanished.

There now lay a limp boy. “I think it’s over” said Breanna. “are you okay” I asked the limp body. “Maybe we should ask the adults to help him” said Elysia. But then Bobby grabbed Breanna’s leg and disappeared into the hard concrete floor. Elysia and I were so traumatized we never told ANYONE what happened - until today. I still don’t go into the basement alone.

[thekraken]

This one reallyfreaked me out...

You were out of town for the weekend. When you came back to your apartment, your mailbox was stuffed full. At least 30 letters. Letters with no return address, several of them felt soggy and heavy, as though they were recently wet, or perhaps contained a liquid. All of the letters have your name and address written on them, and many of them had your name scratched all over them in red in. They don’t smell nice, they smell like rotting meat and old garbage and you’re reluctant to take them back to your room, but curiosity gets the better of you. You manage to cart them all back to your room, you dump them in your kitchenette sink because you don’t want them smelling up the rest of the apartment.

You grab one that doesn’t seem damp and isn’t covered with writing, and open it up. There’s pictures inside. Pictures of people you don’t know, with their eyes torn out, teeth missing, unhinged jaws hanging open, throats ripped out. You’re horrified and yet you can’t help but wonder what’s in the rest of the letters. You open more, and more to discover increasingly gruesome photos of dead people. Piles of bodies with limps missing, splayed open corpses on operating tables with their vital organs removed, hanged bodies that have been gutted and bled dry. Some of the soggy letters had blood and other fluids in them.

The more letters you open, the more you notice that not all of the people are strangers. Some of them were people you see at work, others people you went to high school with. By the time you get to the last few letters, the pictures are of the mutilated bodies of your close friends and family members.

Eventually you reach the last letter. You don’t want to know what’s in it, but it’s not like you have a choice now. You peel the letter open, and it’s a picture of yourself. Not dead, eyes intact, no limbs missing. It’s a picture of you entering your apartment building earlier that day, shortly before you collected your disgusting letters.

As you hear a door elsewhere in your apartment open, you black out.