Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Villalobos]

That Is Really Creepy !! - But It really confuses me a little too.

How so?

[just'marley]

in ur first you went from she to my to me. ?

[Villalobos]

Oh cause the story my friend gave me was in first person so I had to change it to third person. I though I had got them all but parently now

[sarcasteil]

Not entirely scary but i found is creepy
* = E
One day I got bored so I decided to go to my friend's house who lives on the other side of the highway. There is a blind corner where you can't see if anything is coming. I was watching the cars go bye, waiting for them to stop coming so I could cross. I saw that nothing was coming so I started across. All of a sudden a Mack truck comes speeding towards me. And I knew I didn't have enough time to get out of the way. At the exact second I saw it right in front of me, out of the corner of my eye I saw someting swoop down from the sky and grab me by the waist and throw me across the highway. I looked back and all I saw was the truck going by like nothing happened. I got a good look at the license plate. It said "FROM H*LL". At that point I was on my knees praying. I asked God if he could help catch the person who almost killed me and I kept thanking him for my life being spared. I just went to my friend's house and asked his mom to take me home. The rest of the day all I could do was think about what happened until I fell asleep. The next day I woke up and opened my door to get the newspaper and there was a man standing there in a white suit. He said "It's okay. Justice was served. Bye the way, the boss doesn't usually do it like this. But he makes exceptions for the demons." Then he picked up my newspaper and put what looked like a business card in it. Then he looked up to the sky, waved at me and disappeared. I thought I was dreaming. Totally forgetting about the card, I took the newspaper in the house and sat down. After thinking for a while, I opened up the newspaper and the card fell out. Before I got to pick it up, I saw the same truck on the front page of the newspaper all smashed up with the same license plate. "FROM H*LL".
The headlne read "Man Dies In Freak Accident". What happened was he ran into a telephone pole and it tipped over on his truck and one of those grip bars they use to climb up the telephone poles impaled his skull making him bleed to death. It turns out he was an escaped mental patient who killed 13 people. Then I picked up the card and it said at the top "Angels Inc." and at the bottem it said "You're welcome." I've never been the same since.

O.O wow that's... creepy! but cool too.. must be lucky to have an angel save you!

[Extraordinary_Girl]

Here's one.
It was raining. So Leith was elated when he finaly reached the door to his house.
"Hmm, dad must be out then." He said to no one in partucular, seeing as the car wasn't in the drive. Leith tried the handle to see if his sister was in.
"Odd. Isn't ali usually in before I am?" He pondered. As he was fishing his keys out of his bag he had the sensation that some one was watching him. As he turned he saw the shadow of a cat sat on the other side of the road, looking at him. Well atleast he thought that, but he just put it down to his eyes playing tricks on him because of the lack of light.
When he got in he made a bee-line for his music, seeing as he was the only one in it wouldnt hurt to have a little company. He got changed and decided to make a sandwich. Just as he was putting the finishing touches to his meal he noticed the shadow again, but now on the drive.
He was really starting to get freaked now, so he quickly took his sandwich up-stairs and started to play on his X-Box.
Only when he noticed that he'd been playing for five hours he started to worry about his dad. He was usually back at four and it was eight thirty.
"OMG! Where ARE they?" That was when he heard it. The long, drawn out scream of a woman taking her last breath.
So he hid in his wardrobe.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Leith was awoken to his door being banged off it's hinges.
"Wh....who is it?" He timidly asked.
"LEITH LET ME IN. NOW!" He heard his dad shout.
"Oh, its you! What time is it?"
"Four in the morning, son. Now please! Let me in!"
"Sorry dad. I heard a scream and I hid in my wardrobe."
"Hmmm, That sceam was Ali. She was stalked we think and then stabbed."
"Is that why you weren't home for ages?"
"Yes son. Before you ask, the cat shadow is called Shade. She's like a banshee, a herald of Death. You were the only one she could find so she warned you."
"Oh, dad!"
"Come on son. Lets go."
"Ok."

I know it's kinda long and there's a lot of speech at the end, but I couldn't think of anything else at the time.

[amarok.]

That, Is a tad confusing but a really good story...
I'm not Scared though XD

[Extraordinary_Girl]

That, Is a tad confusing but a really good story...
I'm not Scared though XD

Yeah I have that effect on people. oh well. Atleast you said it was good!

[amarok.]

That, Is a tad confusing but a really good story...
I'm not Scared though XD

Yeah I have that effect on people. oh well. Atleast you said it was good!

It is though
The best I could do, Is "The Muderer went boo and the slug fell over"

[saarebas.]

She commandeered the room in the basement of her dorm as soon as she realized she would have to pull an all-nighter in order to prepare for tomorrow’s final exam. Her roommate, Jenna, liked to get to bed early, so she packed up everything she thought she would need and went downstairs to study . . . and study . . . and study some more.
It was two o’clock, when she realized that she’d left one of the textbooks upstairs on her bed. With a dramatic sigh, she rose, and climbed the stairs slowly to her third-floor dorm room.
The lights were dim in the long hallway, and the old boards creaked under her weary tread. She reached her room and turned the handle as softly as she could, pushing the door open just enough to slip inside, so that the hall lights wouldn’t wake her roommate.

The room was filled with a strange, metallic smell. She frowned a bit, her arms breaking out into chills. There was a strange feeling of malice in the room, as if a malevolent gaze were fixed upon her. It was a mind trick; the all-nighter was catching up with her.

She could hear Jenna breathing on the far side of the room—a heavy sound, almost as if she had been running. Jenna must have picked up a cold during the last tense week before finals.

She crept along the wall until she reached her bed, groping among the covers for the stray history textbook. In the silence, she could hear a steady drip-drip-drip sound. She sighed silently. Facilities would have to come to fix the sink in the bathroom…again.

Her fingers closed on the textbook. She picked it up softly and withdrew from the room as silently as she could.

Relieved to be out of the room, she hurried back downstairs, collapsed into an overstuffed chair and studied until six o’clock. She finally decided that enough was enough. If she slipped upstairs now, she could get a couple hours’ sleep before her nine o’clock exam.

The first of the sun’s rays were beaming through the windows as she slowly slid the door open, hoping not to awaken Jenna. Her nose was met by an earthy, metallic smell a second before her eyes registered the scene in her dorm room. Jenna was spread-eagled on top of her bed against the far wall, her throat cut from ear to ear and her nightdress stained with blood. Two drops of blood fell from the saturated blanket with a drip-drip noise that sounded like a leaky faucet.

Scream after scream poured from her mouth, but she couldn’t stop herself any more than she could cease wringing her hands. All along the hallway, doors slammed and footsteps came running down the passage.

Within moments other students had gathered in her doorway, and one of her friends gripped her arm with a shaking hand and pointed a trembling finger toward the wall. Her eyes widened in shock at what she saw. Then she fainted into her friend’s arms.

On the wall above her bed, written in her roommate’s blood, were the words: “Aren’t you glad you didn’t turn on the light?”

Like it? trust me its supposed to be true but its a load if baloney

[amarok.]

I Just wet myself Reading that.
I'm Scred now.