Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[dinofan247]

ok this is a true ghost story that happen to my buddy and yes it is true

It started after her grandmas death she poured down crying and prayed that night for god to let her see her grandmal one last time. The next day she got up got dressed in her dress for her grandmals funeral who is more of a mom to her than her real mom but before than she visited the body (you know what i mean).So she walk over and stood in the back after the preacher talked bout her she poured down crying she ran to a tree in the grave yard and got on her nees she asked again but differently these were her exact words "please god i have been nothing but good my whole life i ask you now on my nees i rather have my grandmal here now then to live another day please god i now its to much to askbut if not that please let me see her". The next night she fell asleep and heard her name "(not real name) april baby girl i love you" she opened her eyes pulling down her blanket off her face and looked up to see a dark figure over her.Her eyes now tearing up all she could say was "thank you god".

so whatcha think???? cause it is true

My creepy babby sitting


I arived at lillys and trents (the older brother who was two years older than me)house he went in his room and listened to music on his ipod. Lily the good child watched her dara explora that was recorded on the tv. I got a call on my cell phone so i answered it thinking it was the parents since they got new numbers i answered it and heard an old mans voice saying "you know its to cold in there to be wearing shorts and a tank top"i hung up and locked all the doors and windows.A minute later i remembered the window across from the couch i ran to looked out of to see an old man peering in i screamed and locked the window i put the curtains down got lily and told her brother to watch her. I called the cops and waited a sec after i hung up i got a call it was the old man i answered still thinking it was the parents "can you open the door i have secret to tell you" i hung up quikly and went to the window to see the man i yelled at the top of my lungs "you stupid old man get away i called the cops" soon after i said that the cops showed up and the parents. The cops caught him and sentenced him to 2 years sadly but the parents were grateful the kids were fine and iwas to.
(sorry it took me forever to write it and i was typing fast so yeah but its a true story hopecd you liked it)

[βαƨƨ˩αи∂_Ɔσσκιɛ]

Axe Murder Hollow

A Pennsylvania Ghost Story

retold by S.E. Schlosser

Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
“We’d better stop,” said Susan.
Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.
Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right. When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain soaked windows.
“I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.
“The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”
Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.
Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car. This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.
Outside the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. But she couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound. Bump. Bump. Bump. It was a soft sound, like something being blown by the wind.
Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light. An official sounding voice told her to get out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer. Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car. As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.
Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned. His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump. Bump. Bump.
Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car.
“Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers. “You’ve been very naughty.”
The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.

i know that one it was off the internet

[Dragonfire13]

TRUE STORY!!!not scary but freaked me out

i was lying on my bed one night in the summer and i was trying to sleep and felt pricking in my leg one night. i told my cat to stop and he jumped up and left. i closed my door and checked to make sure no cats were in my room and sure enough there weren't any. I climbed back into my bed and turned out the lights but as soon as i did the clawing started again i opened my eyes and looked up. I saw a cat. I turned on the lights to get a better look and when i did i saw a misty grey cat. we have never owned a grey cat so i thought that was really weird. The cat rubbed up against my face then jumped onto the floor and just vanished.

this has happened twice more since. once it came out of a hole in the wall and the other time it disappeared under the fridge

we call the cat Smokey

Cool. If I saw I ghost cat, I'd be like, "ZOMG SQUEE GHOST CAT, SOOO CUTE!!!"
Then I'd grab it and hug it and kiss it. But then I'd probably accidentally squeeze it to death :c
Cats are my favorite animals, and I have two.

ya i thought i would to but once you see one it is scary. i will post more of my true stories later

I have a cat named Smokey but she isn't a ghost cat even tho she is getting old

[aswertyuiol]

Once there was a young girl named Elizabeth. She had a small porcelain doll with a blue cloth dress and hat. It had blonde curly hair and puckered lips. Elizabeth found this doll in the attic of the house they had just moved into. This was in the Victorian era so the doll was one of the best things she had. A year after, one of Elizabeth's friends came over and when Elizabeth went to get something, she found the doll and shoved it into her small handbag she so proudly wore everywhere she went. Elizabeth searched and searched for the doll but couldn't find it. She ran up to the attic where she spotted her porcelain doll. She started toward it but it disappeared. A high pitched giggly voice entered her head, and Elizabeth's vision flooded withe red. "You'll never find me!" It giggled. Elizabeth screamed in frustration and agony for she wanted that doll. Her mother hurried up to the attic to find Elizabeth jumping off a large box, with a rope wrapped around her neck. I would rather be dead than without that doll was written all over the attic in what appeared to be blood.

The doll went around like this, being stolen then girls killing themselves, until it came into the hands of a girl named Molly. Now it was 2000 and Molly was six. She guarded that doll with her life. Molly's hair was black, so she even colored the doll's hair black. After she did that, the eyes of the doll turned red, but Molly didn't notice. Molly's eyes turned red too. Molly woke up one morning with the same clothes as the doll. She looked just like the doll, but didn't care. All she did was smile, happy that she was like her favorite doll. Then once another girl stole the doll. Molly saw her out of the corner of her eye though. "Just a second, I'm going to get us a snack." Molly said and skipped down to the kitchen where she grabbed a large night. When she came back up a giggle sounded in her mind. Molly marched over to her friend who had stolen the doll and stabbed her in the back of her head. She then chopped her up and put her in a box that she put next to her doll that was in her friend's backpack. That night, Molly tried to take of the dress and hat to put on her pajamas, but she couldn't, they were stuck to her. Molly just fell asleep in the getup. When she woke up in the middle of the night, the box that had the remains of her friend was opened and on her bed. The doll was nowhere in sight. Molly looked down and realized she was wearing her regular clothes and her eyes were back to brown. She knew that meant the doll was gone. Out of the box a shimmering image of Molly's friend appeared. "I deserve life more than you." She said and Molly collapsed, not breathing.

The doll had disappeared forever...or at least until 2003. It then appeared again where a girl named Jasmine found it. Son Jasmine was murdered by another girl who wanted the doll, but then the doll disappeared again.

It appeared again in 2006, where a girl named Chloe found it. She murdered another girl for the same reason Molly did, then the doll disappeared again.

The doll showed up once more in 2009, where a girl named Eva found it and was murdered by two girls who fought each other over it until they both died, not even noticing the doll had disappeared.

So the doll shows up every three years and its now been three years since the last visit. Now there's only one question: who will be next?



Note: some of these ideas might be from somebody else because I read a lot of scary stories on cs I'm not even sure which is my idea or someone else's in my mind anymore. Lol so yeah. Usually I'm better at scary stories. I wrote this because I have a really creepy porcelain doll on my shelf. Well it's only creepy because it's realistic.

Lol, lucky for me it's unlikely to be me next, 'cause my name's Chloe and I hate the sight of blood.

[Karamelle]

Well, I don't know if you've heard of this one but it's from a book called "The Daydreamer". It's about a boy that has a younger sister and she has these dolls and they come to life and night and try to take his limbs off and replace them with doll's limbs, they succeed. Sorry I couldn't tell you it in detail or finish it:
1.I didn't read all of it
2.It was a LONG...time...ago.

[. ME]

Well, I don't know if you've heard of this one but it's from a book called "The Daydreamer". It's about a boy that has a younger sister and she has these dolls and they come to life and night and try to take his limbs off and replace them with doll's limbs, they succeed. Sorry I couldn't tell you it in detail or finish it:
1.I didn't read all of it
2.It was a LONG...time...ago.

That sounds awesome.

Imma write on like that right now; NOT EXACT TO THAT ONE, WITH THE SAME PLOT, CAUSE I HAVEN'T READ OR EVEN HEARD OF THAT BOOK TILL NOW!

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The Dolls

There was once a 11 year old boy named John. He had a 8 year old sister, who had lots of dolls. Her name was Daisy.

John hated everything about the dolls. The way they creepily stared at you, the way they just stood still, the way they looked, they way they...Well, everything! "Your such a baby! You act like there gonna come to life and kill you!" She would say whenever John complained about the dolls.

But deep down, he knew that something was wrong with those dolls. Not the way they looked, no, but something else...Something that scared him. A chill would always go over him at the thought, so he didn't think about it much.

One night, when John was trying to go to sleep, he heard tiny foot-steps. They sounded like plastic hitting the ground softly. Somewhat scared, John said, "Daisy, stop playing with your dolls and go to bed!"

But the foot-steps came closer, and John hid under his blanket. He heard the door slowly creek open, and the tapping came closer. There was quiet little giggles. "Hi John, wanna pllaaayyy?" One voice giggled. "We promise it will be fuuunnn!" Another would giggle.

A scream filled the night air.


The next morning, when John's parents went to wake up John for school, they saw their son with doll limbs, and the dolls laying on the floor, his son's limbs scattered around on the carpet- Which was now stained with dried blood.





So now, whenever you see a doll....

RUN.

[sarcasteil]

Natasha and Kate were on their Nintendos, playing together using the Wi-Fi feature. They were starting a new round when a new player joined. Kate looked shocked and pointed at the user. "Probably the next door's kid," Natasha replied casually and started playing. Kate, still unsure, tried to ignore it and started playing too.

Some time later, the two where on PictoChat, drawing and chatting. Suddenly, the same user popped in and joined them. Kate shrieked. "STALKER!" she yelled. "Shush man, I think it's Roland.. Yeah it's him. He has the same nickname." Yet again Natasha reasured her.

"Hey guys.. Good game. : )" the 'Roland' said.
"Yah ,_," Kate replied.
'Roland' drew an axe, dripping with blood dripping. "I'mma gonna getcha!"
Natasha laughed. "Yeah right.. Roland."
There was a long pause before 'Roland' replied. "I'm not Roland. I heard he's still away."
Natasha gasped. "Then that means... He's not Roland!" she exclaimed to Kate.
"If he's not who we think he is.. We'd better call the police. 'Cos the other neighbour is away too.. Quick, pass me my phone!" Kate dialed the police.

Around five minutes later, they arrived at their door. Natasha told them what happened, and asked them to check if there's anything in both of the neighbours' houses. The remaining police attached Natasha and Kate's Nintendos to a machine to track down a code used to chat. They got "1L7K1LLY0U" Kate gasped. "Sir, I'm very good at translating text talk, and that says 'I'll Kill You'." she said. The police looked alarmed. "It does say.. That no devices near here have that code. And Nintendos only have a range of.. Twenty-five meters of Wi-Fi. Get all your belongings, girls, and may we have your Nintendos?" - They nodded- "Go. Two of my men will assist you."

It wasn't long before the girls got all their stuff, including half the house's electronics. They were driven off to a police station fora few days; as the policemen had to search the house for anything. "Kate.. I'm sorry, I was wrong all along. Now I got both of us in major trouble," Natasha sighed. "I HATE NINTENDOS!" Kate blurted out.

The next week, they got news that the "1L7K1LLY0U". It turns out that there was a Nintendo in the house where the real Roland lives that was on. There was bloodstains everywhere. And beside it, was a stuffed doll with "ROLAND" stitched on it's shirt. The doll, the policemen reported, had rows of teeth; had a devilish smile and tiny slits for eyes. "It was horrible. So horrible that I can't describe the ugly thing," the policeman who found it said. There was a note beside it that said, "That was a good game, wasn't it?"

[catplushie]

There was a man who lived huh up in the woods with his 3 dogs. They never had much to eat but they managed to survive. One day, while the man was out, he saw a strange creature. It was sitting there, with its long tail coiled around itself. The creature lunged forward to attack but the man jumped aside and happened to cut of its tail. The creature squealed in pain and darted off into the woods.

Later that night, the man cooked up the large, leafy tail and him and his dogs ate it. Then, with their bellies full of creature tail, they all went to bed.
The man woke up to a scratching on the door and a weird voice calling out "tailypoo. Give me back my tailypoo..." then man's stomach felt strange and he sent his three dogs after the creature outside. There was a great fuss and only two dogs came back. They ran inside simpering and hid under the bed.

The next night, the man heard the voice again "Give me back the rest of my tailypoo... give it back...". The creature started to burrow through the walls of the mans cabin. It glared at them. The man sent his two remaining dogs after it and they chased it through the hole in the wall. The sou.d of a fight came from outside and one dog came limping in. It whimpered and hid under the bed. The man patched up the hole in the wall and went back to sleep.

The night after that, the creature was back. "Give me the rest of my tailypoo!" It roared and clawed at the walls. The door burst open and the creature stalked in. The man tried to send his dog out, but the dog remained hidden under the bed. The creature came closer. "Where is it!?'' The animal roared. "I-I ate it..." the man replied. "Well then, I will have it back!" The creature lunged forward and neither him and his dog were heard from again.

But, they say that if you're very quiet and listen carefully while in a remote area of the woods, you can hear a weird voicein the winds saying "I got it back. My tailypoo is back...""

(This story is almost the same as those big hairy toe ones. But I read this in a book last year and I thought I'd post it. Credit to original author.)

[. ME]

There was a man who lived huh up in the woods with his 3 dogs. They never had much to eat but they managed to survive. One day, while the man was out, he saw a strange creature. It was sitting there, with its long tail coiled around itself. The creature lunged forward to attack but the man jumped aside and happened to cut of its tail. The creature squealed in pain and darted off into the woods.

Later that night, the man cooked up the large, leafy tail and him and his dogs ate it. Then, with their bellies full of creature tail, they all went to bed.
The man woke up to a scratching on the door and a weird voice calling out "tailypoo. Give me back my tailypoo..." then man's stomach felt strange and he sent his three dogs after the creature outside. There was a great fuss and only two dogs came back. They ran inside simpering and hid under the bed.

The next night, the man heard the voice again "Give me back the rest of my tailypoo... give it back...". The creature started to burrow through the walls of the mans cabin. It glared at them. The man sent his two remaining dogs after it and they chased it through the hole in the wall. The sou.d of a fight came from outside and one dog came limping in. It whimpered and hid under the bed. The man patched up the hole in the wall and went back to sleep.

The night after that, the creature was back. "Give me the rest of my tailypoo!" It roared and clawed at the walls. The door burst open and the creature stalked in. The man tried to send his dog out, but the dog remained hidden under the bed. The creature came closer. "Where is it!?'' The animal roared. "I-I ate it..." the man replied. "Well then, I will have it back!" The creature lunged forward and neither him and his dog were heard from again.

But, they say that if you're very quiet and listen carefully while in a remote area of the woods, you can hear a weird voicein the winds saying "I got it back. My tailypoo is back...""

(This story is almost the same as those big hairy toe ones. But I read this in a book last year and I thought I'd post it. Credit to original author.)

I've heard one like that before, but a little different. Plus, I listened to it in a recording. I'll tell it!:



There was once an old man and his 3 dogs. He ate fruits and vegetables, because he could never find any meat; And if he did, they would run away before he could catch and kill them to eat. He lived in the woods, far into it.


One day, while walking his dogs, he saw a large shadow. A long, fluffy tail was stretched out of the shadows. The shadow growled, and glaring yellow eyes turned to him. Taking out his knife, the man chopped off the creatures tail and ran back home before it could catch him.

That day, he cooked the tail. His dogs whimpered and whined, quivering, watching him cook it. His dogs rarely got any good food, and so after cooking it, he cut tiny pieces and fed those pieces to his dogs, eating the rest by himself. That night, when bed, his dogs whimpered and hid under his bed.

Then he heard growls and scratching at his door. Ignoring the sounds, he let his dogs go out and fight whomever or whatever was out there. He heard whimpers and yelps, but he knew his dogs would make it. They were tough.

The next morning, he woke up. He heard the whimpers and whines of his dogs under his bed, and the door was shut. Two dogs slowly crawled out from under his bed as he stepped onto the floor. He didn't hear or see his only female. Yawning, he walked his dogs- And looked for his other one.

He heard the same growls and angry barks. Looking around, he saw nothing. When he got back in his backyard, he shut the gate door. Suddenly, his dogs growled and attacked the fence. He saw the same shadow outside, with just a nub for a tail. It ripped open one of his dog's neck, and the other dog yelped in fear. It scratched the beast's face, and the beast ran off.

He let his last dog stay outside; just in-case. Then he went to bed.

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The dog froze, and jumped over the fence, barking loudly. He didn't hear his master's snoring, and he had seen the shadowy beast come over the fence; But did nothing because he feared being killed.

The scent of blood and death was heavy in the air, and he heard his master scream only a few minutes ago. He ran for the police, not stopping to look back.

The next day, the dog led the police back to his home.

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The police went inside. They didn't find the old man; However, they did find his bones piled up, with blood everyone. They even found his skin, ripped to shreds, on top of the pile. There was a massive hole in the wall, almost crushing the whole wall. They had no clue what kind of thing could make such damage, or be so vicious. But the dog knew.

That shadow beast wanted his tail. And now he has it.

[Broken Fate]

Awesome stories!