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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby brinh » Sun Jan 08, 2012 2:52 pm

Bad time to read that story. It was creepy, though...
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby IcepopCS » Sun Jan 08, 2012 3:35 pm

Yeah...we just had a shelter and place drill at my school, too.
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby Minimin » Sun Jan 08, 2012 4:24 pm

I thought I might as well re-post my story for others to read ^^

Well I thought while I am here to make up a little story inspired by the song Rashkasa. Keep in mind this is made up, don't run when you see a Bombay cat X'D (black cat)

WARNING. THIS IS PRETTY SCAREY. EVEN MORE IF YOU HAVE CATS IN YOUR NEBORHOOD OR IF YOU SAW RED STRINGS LATLEY. IT IS A BIT GOREY. I AM SORRY IF I BROKE ANY CS RULES AT ALL. THIS STORY WAS MADE BY ME. (C) SORRY IF I USE (C) AT THE WRONG TIME.

~ Black cat, red chains ~

You might just never look at a black cat or red strings the same way again.
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"Relisa, there is a Bombay cat outside." A ten year old girl pointed out the window. She looked up at her older sister with a warm smile. The older girl's green eyes widen at the site of this black cat. His eyes stripped with a dangerous yellow while red yarn was tied so tightly it made him bleed around his neck. Ribbon was tied to his back paws pretty tightly. The pupil of the cat was round like normal.

"I'm back Relisa. Don't you want to play with a stray?"

Silted Yellow eyes glow blood red.

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A girl was sitting in her math class. The bored female stared out the window day dreaming. A black figure had caught her green shimmering eye. A Bombay cat was staring right at her outside, not many knew the real name for a black cat was Bombay. She remembered those stereotypes about how all they were was evil. The cat looked pretty cute too. Staring a bit harder at it since she was on the second story of the school, she could see a red string tied to its neck loosely. Not to mention the red ribbons tied to the back of its hind legs. "Elisa!" The math teacher snapped. "Care to explain what we just went over?" Elisa panicked, her head whipping around and her brown curled hair bouncing as she did so. Before she could say a thing the bell rang. "I'm sorry but I must go." She laughed awkwardly and ran out of the class and out of school. The weekend was finally here and so was....A cat? She saw the black creature following her, it looked pretty adorable. "Go now, scamper off!" She shooed the cat away. Her Father absolutely hated cats. He would freak if he saw the thing walking with her, not to mention she had a dog. She shivered as she felt eyes burning in to her. She whipped around to see if the cat was their but nothing. Turning around again she let out a blood curdling scream. "Hi Elisa, scare you?" Tommy said, one of her close friends. Along with Kathleen and Zard. She glared at them and playfully punched Tommy lightly in the chest. They were all spending the night at Kathleen’s house. ~ Later that night Elisa felt a bit unease and paranoid. She could barley listen to what the others were saying. Before she knew it there was a Bombay cat in her lap with the same ribbons and yarn on. She let out a small squeak and stared at her stalker kitty. "I see you met my new room mate, Red! Mama says he must belong to someone and that's why we can't take the ribbons off. " Kathleen told Elisa the story of how she found him on the street. He was too plump and fit to be a stray. The mother walked in saying they had to cancel the sleep over because Kathleen had to go somewhere tomorrow. The kids groaned and sighed and went home, leaving Kathleen. *Kathleen’s story* my mama told me to take a shower. I groan and get the water running first to get it hot and pick out some clothes. My kitty comes it, oh how I hoped to keep him permantedly. But don't those ribbons hurt its legs? They look pretty tight on and what if that yarn collar snags and he gets trapped? Ma wouldn't mind if I just took it off. I mean in the posters we set up he has the ribbons. So I took them off and turned around. I felt pretty un-confutable now for some reason. Of course, I’m about to undress in front of a cat! I turn around but see nothing but the ribbons on the floor and something written on it. "Kiya? Is his name Kiya? Kiya Rakashasa...." Before I could get up I heard a voice snickering. "The young lady over there, let's play!" My lights turned out and I let out a scream. *** Kathleen’s mother ran to the door of her daughter's room. Before she knocked she heard the shower. She knocked on that instead. "Are you okay sweetheart? I thought I heard a scream?"

“I’m fine...Mother."

Elisa had been calling Kathleen numerous times. They didn't live close by, her father was out at work that night which meant the car wasn't their. She was getting very worried and she heard a sly meow come and a ring at the door bell. Her heart beat raced as she ran to her door. Tempted to lock it and hide under the bed. "Is this some bad horror movie or something?" She asked herself. "Elisa, Tommy & Zard are here!" Her mother called and walked away. She opened her door so they could walk in and she sighed. Being parodied was stupid. But she guessed it was a bit scary that she lived in a large 2 story house with a basement and a long narrow hall way. Not to mention hidden places to hide in. Later on Tommy left the group in the living room to the bathroom. He was just getting ready to leave when he heard a strange noise. Something like rustling and claws scratching the floor. *Tommy's story* I had showed Elisa the red ribbon and string I had found. The cat must have got it off some how y'know? Call me crazy but I started hearing noises. Kind of like claws scratching the floor and rustling. Must be Elisa's white pit bull Ross! Of course I have to find the dog even though I told them I had to leave after I use the bathroom, but I had to see her dog again. I had walked in to a large dark junky room. I couldn't find the light switch any where. I cursed under my breath when I stepped on something. Hey, maybe I could play a small prank on Elisa and Zard while I’m up here! "Yai, yai, shall we play a prank?" I whip around to see Elisa's dog outside the door. His tail wagging as he barked at me, or...something behind me possibly? All I saw in the mirror that was behind the dog was yellow glowing eyes and something of red. Before I could muffle out a scream of help something pushed me back. Red blinded me, blood, blood was in my eyes. The last thing I saw was Ross whimper and run away and a black cat. +++ A Bombay cat slips out the door, it closing behind him with a trail of bloody paw prints +++

"Mum, where is Tommy? He should have been down here by now." The mother looked at her. "He said he was going home after he used the bathroom. Don't you remember Hun?" The girl nodded and turned to Zard and motioned him with his hand and he grabbed a flash light. Elisa wasn't buying that Tommy would just use the bathroom and walk out the door. Little prankster was trying to get at them again. Might as well scare him first or punch him dead in the face. +++ Ross had returned to the second story, barking in a room. A rasping groan came from the room and the dog stuck half its body in. A sharp whimper came from him and the dog was pulled in quickly. The poor thing kicked its legs back trying to get free. +++ Zard walked with Elisa shakily. He for one was a complete and utter scary cat. He kept eyeballing every corner, every movement, every dark corner there was. He couldn't help it, Kathleen wouldn't pick up her phone, and Tommy disappeared all of a sudden and...Where was Ross? "Hey Zard, I’m going to check over here okay?" She told him and went in to her backyard. "Yeah sure, wait what?" He panicked as Elisa disappeared from his site. He heard a rasping voice and ran in to the nearest place and locked the door. Not noticing a dark figure following him. *Zard's story* Now I was in pure darkness. "I'm an idiot." I told myself and felt the wall for a light. My back pressed up against the door. I could definitely feel something breathing on my neck and playing with my ankles! I switched on the light and looked down to see a cat. A black cat too, what was he doing away from Kathleen? But then again, he did have any ribbon on him. Trying tried to calm myself, Elisa was here, Tommy was just playing a crack joke and Kathleen must have turned her phone off or lost it. Not to mention Elisa's mother was...not...here. She had gone to the store at the last moment. "Yai, yai, shall we go play?" I froze where I was. I could feel eyes tearing in to my soul. Something was crackling behind me and claws scrapped against the floor. I heard a noise as if someone was play jump rope. All I could do was scream.

Elisa had to admit to herself. She was terrified of what was going on. Oh, Tommy was going to get it when she found him! Scaring her to death like this. Her light shone in the back yard, her hair bouncy curly brown hair playing in the wind. Elisa shook her head and entered her house. Walking around she didn’t notice bloody paw prints in the kitchen. She stopped dead were she was, her green eyes wide. Red ribbons and yarn in her house? She didn’t even have ribbons or yarn. Or….A white cat? The pure colored, feathery tailed cat let out a small meow and padded away quickly. Hitting the red ribbon and yarn on the floor with her tail. Her ear’s flicking towards Elisa invitingly. Elisa nodded and picked up the red strings and followed the cat. “Okay, following a random white cat thinking it is going to lead me somewhere. Not crazy at all, not at all.” She had almost slipped on some type of sticky glop on the floor. She sighed and looked down to see scarlet red splattered. She squeaked and jumped up, backing slowly away from the white cat. Her hands over her mouth as her heart raced in her chest. Tommy was gone, Zach was gone and so was Kathleen. Everything was clearing up now. “Black cat red chains, black cat red chains. Your fate is here when death is near.” The white cat chanted. Elisa heard a rasping meow from behind her. She froze, closing her eyes tightly. She opened them and nodded to herself turning around. The white cat had talked, her fate was now. She stared at the black cat. It’s yellow dangerous eyes staring in to her murderously. It licked it’s bloody muzzle hungrily look at her. She heard crackling coming from it, my gosh, it was detaching and growing. Tar was sinking from it as it popped it’s bones and grew in to a larger creature. The demon had a coal colored body and it’s arms where just black muscles dripping with tar. It’s neck starting directly from it’s shoulders up to it’s head. The head hidden by a demon black cat make with large round yellow eyes and slit pupils. A human nose and tuffs of fur for whiskers followed by a rounded head and cat ears. To top it off it had black fur all around the mask making it lion like but it was long and silky, slipping down to the thing’s chest. The mask only covered the top part of the face, it revealed it’s mouth. No lips at all, like a skeleton’s mouth but with flesh. Showing razor sharp teeth, like a troll, the front bottom and front top so big they stuck out. Un natural lava like yellow glowing from it’s mouth and tar seeped down. It’s claws 5 inches long, sharper than your best knife. Elisa let out a blood curdling scream at the grim sight. She made a run for it and so this the demon, right after her. She jumped in to the closest and tore away the clothes and toys in it. Her mother and Elisa always threw un needed stuff in here. The cat monster let out a frustrated roar and sliced at the hard door. He was breaking in to it! All she could do was watch as he was tearing and biting a whole in the door. He stuck his arm in and tried opening the lock. Before she could do anything else she fell in to darkness. Clothes coming from behind her and she slid in to a small old elevator only a few very old houses had these. She grabbed the old rope, pulling on it hopping it would last her at least enough for her to get to the second story. She could already here the old thing snapping from age. But luck was on her side, she made it to the second story and in the dark room. She heard thumping coming from the stairs and a small meow. Something brushed up against her leg and she almost screamed as she saw the soft blue eyes shine in the darkness. She could tell this was the white cat. She watched the out line of the figure go off some wear and heard scratching on the wall and the lights flicked on. “Please, don’t scream when you see your friend. Go straight to the attic and do what you must.” The cat seemed to say but her mouth never moved. Elisa nodded in panic and turned around only to drop to her knees to see what she meant. The corpse of her friend who was hanged and ripped open, his insides gone and his arms. Not to mention their was only the leg of her dog next to Tommy. Her eyes watered as she covered her mouth and stared in horror. Not even noticing the loud growling and thumping coming from outside the door as it searched rooms. “Hurry!” Hissed the white cat and she felt hands push her in to the bathroom of this room and in to a closet of the bathroom.(Yes, I use to have a room like this one.) She opened the attic and fell, scrapping her leg on a nail. She heard a louder screech and a loud crash. Slashing, roaring and hissing came from the room. Their was one more thump and that was the end. She heard the bathroom door crash down, then the closet. Before you knew it the door to the attic smashed in. and she stared from her hiding place. It crawled in like she had done, and slowly crawled. She could hear it coming, Elisa was right above the garage. She couldn’t move to fine the opening to fall in to the garage and make a run for it. At least she was somewhere he couldn’t get her. It was much to small for the heavy giant demon. “Rakshasa, with its throat raged, it drinks the hot blood of a struggling python. Everything I shift and change Elisa.” It rasped as it got closer. “Rai, Rai, Rakshasa and the corpse you will be. “In the end what type of story was I telling? Oh well, let’s end the gossip. May you please give me a applause?” It nickered as those claws slashed against the floor. It was right in front of her smirking. “I see you. Yai, Yai, Smile, Smile!”
“Ya, ya, ya, ya I hate this!” She screamed and it slashed at her trying to get in. She could hear crackling from under her.
“One, two, three, and again open up. Five, six, seven, and raise your hands up high. Before the rooster can start crowing, my belly will be empty!"
Elisa screeched as it grabbed her leg. She smacked off it’s mask revealing a notorious face that was like bone and skin with no nose. It let out a screeching roar, so loud it had a strong wind to it. She saw the fire burning in it’s mouth as the tar seeped down from it’s mouth. She looked at her hands and let out a smirk for some odd reasons. Why was she smiling at her death?
“One, two, three, see you tomorrow!” A female tied red ribbons to it’s feet and Elisa let out a loud roar of her own as she tied such a tied string to his neck it began to bleed. Elisa’s world fell in slow motion as the attic floor cracked and the monster plummeted to it’s death with the nails, wood and floor of the attic. The woman was hanging on to her, a warming cat smile on her face as she had a mask on similar to the demon’s. But her’s more beautiful with gentle blue eyes. Her face pale with red lipstick on. “Wonderful job dog.”

~

The cops had investigated the whole seen and had thought Elisa was to blame. But no evidence occurred for her, the whole time the white cat was around somewhere in her sight when the cops were against her. She was in a new house, new town, new state. Her mother had given birth to her new little sister Marry. Elisa had rather been called Relisa these days. The White cat had disapeared after they had moved, her little angel in disguise. The cat demon was never sawn again, when he had fell, all that was left was the mess and tar.
"Relisa, there is a Bombay cat outside." Her sister pointed out the window. She looked up at her older sister with a warm smile. The older girl's green eyes widen at the site of this black cat. His eyes stripped with a dangerous yellow while red yarn was tied so tightly it made him bleed around his neck. Ribbon was tied to his back paws pretty tightly. The pupil of the cat was round like normal.

"Rai, rai, yai, yai, I'm back Relisa. Don't you want to play with a stray? Just hold and release."

Silted Yellow eyes glow blood red.

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(I used some song lyrics for the demon when he talked)
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby frobischer » Mon Jan 09, 2012 10:14 am

I was reading this at, like, 1:00 in the morning today... luckily I was able to get some sleep.
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby Extraordinary_Girl » Fri Jan 13, 2012 8:18 am

I'm going to try and make this first person, so if it looks bad please dont blame me!
P.S: NOT REAL!

I'd just got off the school bus and was making my way home, it had been a usual day, aside the new boy in my classes.
He was an alright person, kept himself to himself, but I had a few chats with him, got to know him, the usual. The only thing about him was that he just kept looking at me like I was a piece of meat.

As I was saying, I was on my way home from the bus stop when I felt some one behind me, and when I heard his voice I recognised it, he was one of the local delinquents
"Hey, Jett, I've got something for you! Come her and see!"
Drunk, as he always is. He just wouldnt leave me alone today. So I just upped the volume on my phone and quickened my pace.
"Oi! I'm talking to yo..."

"Leave her alone."
The same voice from my classes. So I turn round and turn off my music.
"Oh look! Lover boy's here to save you!"

"I said leave. Her. Alone."

"Alright, whatever you say boss, But I'm watching you."
Ugh creep.
"You OK?"

"Yeah, now he's gone. How did you get here?"

"I know my way around."
So we walked to my place and he went home.

TEN YEARS LATER

Something terrible happened today. I may have been married to that boy for a couple of years now, but yesterday he reveiled his biggest secret. Now it's mine too.
You know I said he was looking at me like I was a piece of meat? Well, thats how I look at every one now. They're all meat to me. I'm ruled by the moon. As is he. Call us what you will, WereWolves, HellHounds, Beasts, NetherCreatures. It doesn't matter. Soon we will rue the Earth, and all humans will be hunted down as we are.


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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby amarok. » Fri Jan 13, 2012 8:04 pm

Whoa.... *Shivers*
That is kinda creepy and now I don't wanna sleep with the lights off....
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby . ME » Sat Jan 14, 2012 9:08 am

I knew he was gonna be a werewolf when you said he was looking at you like a piece of meat! First thing I thought: He is a werewolf


I thought this up. Got the main part from a website ( mom calls dinner and its not them... )


Joey stared out the rainy window. Tap!Tap!Tap! Its noise continued. But it was kind of... Creepy. It was also weird that nobody, nothing, nor an animal was outside. There was always something outside; Especially on rainy days. Then he head his mother call, " Joey! Time for... Dinner! Its 5:30! Hurry up! ". But it sounded.... Different. More blood-thirsty, more barky, high-pitched, and most of all, howly. It hurt his ears, but he opened the door and walked out. Then he heard a door open, and he got slammed in. He looked around. The closet. There was a flick as the lights turned on, and he saw his mothers worried and scared face. " I heard it... I heard it too " She said softly. " W-What? You called me for dinner and- " He got cut off by his mother, who now said " It wasnt me. Someone is in our house, trying to be me ". Joey started to shake along with his mother. Then, the same voice came again, BUT CLOSER: " JOEY! COME DOWN NOW! WHERE ARE YOU?! ". It sounded very angry and upset. His mother flicked off the lights and put her finger to her lips. He listened carefully as the footsteps faded in the distance. Thank you dear god! He thought. He accidently knocked over and old soda can. " NO! " His mother said, louder, but still quiet. Then they both stood as still as a stone statue as the footsteps stopped right in front of them. The door closet opened. There was a angry wolf. " MOM! " He cried. He turned to see his mother, now also a angry wolf. And then.......HE WOKE UP. His breathing was heavy. His mother stood in front of him, but as a human. He scooted far into his bed. Wait; His bed? He took a look around. " Hunn, Are you feeling better? That fever has gone down after I gave you that medicine, but you passed out and didn't wake up for a awfully long time. " It was a dream " He sighed. " Dream? No no, The nightmare is just beginning. " His mother said with an evil grin. She got furry. VERY furry. She grew ears and a tail, whiskers, paws. Until she turned into a full wolf, she jumped at him. " NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! " He shrieked. He jerked his eyes shut.
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby sarcasteil » Mon Jan 16, 2012 7:45 am

Ok.. So starting with a big fat BUMP

And, have any of you found a website crammed with Lavender Town facts?
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wizard
hunter
sociopath
shadowhunter
demigod
divergent
avenger

goldfishkeeper
drawer
photographer
crafter
painter
musician
reader
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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby chocolate.....yummy » Mon Jan 16, 2012 7:57 am

p.s real

i just left a party and i went to catch a taxi i did catch one and i sat down in the taxi the taxi driver was starting up the engine but all of a sudden someone stoped the tax and hoped in and said take me to the 13th rose avenue so the taxi guy started heading to 13th rose avenue i remember the girl was wearing a purple jumper that she took of in the taxi when the taxi driver arrived at that house he said $20 please but she said nothing and got out of the taxi and headed inside the house when the taxi started to drive of i relised that the girl lefted her purple jumer in the taxi so i got out of the taxi to take it to here when i got to the door i knocked nobody anwsered so i knocked again and then somebody anwsered the person who anwsered looked about 70 and i said is this your daughters jumper she replyed and said my daughter died 20 years ago so buy then i was like omg i was in a taxi with a spirt all i said back to here was oh must have been a mistake and ran away and ever since then 13th rose avenue is haunted



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Re: Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

Postby skittles323 » Mon Jan 16, 2012 8:08 am

There's one thats like that it's called Lavender only it goes more like this..

Two brothers were driving along a backroad to a party, they saw a girl in a dress walking along the side of the road. They pulled over and asked her if she needed a ride. "Sure" the girl replied. "Whats your name?" the one brother asked. The girl smiled "Lavender" she said she got in with them and they drove to the party. Both of the brothers danced with her through the night, and she got colder and colder. "Can you drive me home?" The girl asked in the middle of the dance "I'm really cold" the one brother offered her his jacket. She told them where she lived and they drove her home, she quickly thanked them when they pulled up and she ran up the steps into the house. There was a single candle lit in the window. The brother's were halfway home when they one realized she never gave back his jacket "We'll go back in the morning" the other one said. When morning came they drove back and knocked on the door to the house. An old woman the age of 70 opened the door. "Excuse me mam we're looking for Lavender" the one brother said. The woman sat there in awe. "Is she here?" the brother asked. "Lavender died, twenty years ago on her way to the dance. Your not the first people to pick her up though... every year someone picks her up and then they come looking for her hte next day. I try and keep the candle in the window, so hopefully she'll finally find her way home" the old lady showed the brothers in the direction of Lavender's grave and they drove out to it. Surly enough, sitting in front of Lavender's grave was the one brother's jacket, folded neatly. And supposivly there's still a spot on the ground from where it lay.
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