Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[chagups]

Ok, I will post one of mine now ^.^ that was a pretty good one.

New Doll.

A young girl named Molly went was walking down the street with her mother when in the window of a shop a beautiful doll caught her eye. Molly behed her mother to buy her it and of cours. She did. Molly brought home the doll and played with it all day. When night came, Molly left her new doll at the bottom of the stairs before she went up to bed and quickly fell asleep.

A couple minutes later Molly woke up to the sound of a voice.
"Molly I'm on the first step"
Molly was alittle frightened but she fell back asleep.

A couple minutes later Molly woke up to the sound of a voice.
"Molly I'm on the Third step"
Molly was more frightened but she fell back asleep. Haha lol i have no a
stuffed animals or dolls only one its a puppy i had since i was born from my great grandma

A couple minutes later Molly woke up to the sound of a voice.
"Molly I'm on the Sixth step"
Molly was very frightened but she pulled the covers over her head and fell back asleep.

A couple minutes later Molly woke up to the sound of a voice.
"Molly I'm on the last step"
Molly was shaking with fear she closed her eyes very tight and sat there with the covers over her head.

A couple minutes later Molly hear the sound of a voice.
"Molly I'm on your bed."
Molly looked out from under the cover to see her dolly standing on the edge of the bed.

"Molly I'm going to kill you."

In the morning Molly's mother went in her room to wake her. She discovered the blood smeared bed and outside the window was little Molly hanging dead from the tree. The doll sat on the window sill smiling her evil smile.

Only that scared me. *looks around at stuffed animals and dolls* darn, I'm in trouble.

[єναи]

Only that scared me. *looks around at stuffed animals and dolls* darn, I'm in trouble.

I only have stuffed animals. Dolls freak me out. But stuffed animals = <3 :3

[chagups]

My grandma has a clown doll one time i got scared couse i was gettin something in her house and that doll was just staring at me i got a chill and ran out

[єναи]

Scary. That's why my mother NEVER buys dolls for me or my siblings. Only stuffed animals are okay, because in my opinion they never seem to be haunted.

[Firedragon2009]

Scary. That's why my mother NEVER buys dolls for me or my siblings. Only stuffed animals are okay, because in my opinion they never seem to be haunted.

The dolls freak me out.I only have stuffed animals and a lot of them <3.Once, when I was younger,about 7-8 years old, my mum bought me a doll.The first day it was okay, but then I was getting really scared when I looked at it .I got the doll and throw it to a field nearby XD.

[Nekox]

im never a fan of dolls... maybe barbies when i was young but never baby dolls... and now they have made dolls even freaker cause now the can talk, walk, eat, poo,and piddle!

[chagups]

Ahhhhh i just rememberd that one time my brother put a chucky doll in my room before and it could talk i got real scared so yea then i burned it but he dident care hes haz a spare one i get chills

[correlate.]

@Eye Story: Yes, that is what happened. When the little girl looked through the keyhole, the other girl looked back...
'Kay, this is one is taken from my copy of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark book (by Alvin Schwartz). You might have read it before; it's not necessarily the scary kind. To me, anyway.

Cold as Clay
A farmer had a daughter whom he cared for more than anything on earth. She fell in love with a farmhand named Jim, but the farmer did not think Jim was good enough for his daughter. To keep them apart, he sent her to live with her uncle on the other side of the country.
Soon after she left, Jim got sck, and he wastd away and died. Everyone said he died of a broken heart. The farmer felt so guilty about Jim's death, he could not tell his daughter what had happened. She continued to think about Jim and the life they might have together.
One night many weeks later there was a knock on her uncle's door. When the girl opened the door, Jim was standing there.
"Your father asked me to get you," he said. "I came on his best horse."
"Is there anything wrong?" she asked.
"I don't know," he said.
She packed a few things, and they left. She rode behind him, clinging to his waist. Soon he complained of a headache. "It aches something terrible," he told her.
She put her hand on his forehead. "Why, you're as cold as clay," she said. "I hope you're not ill," and she wrapped her handkerchief around his head.
They traveled so swiftly that in a few hours they reached the farm. The girl quickly dismounted and knocked on the door. Her father was startled to see her.
"Didn't you send for me?" she asked, confused.
"No, I didn't,'' he said.
She turned to Jim, but he was gone and so was the horse. They went to the stable to look for them. The horse was there. It was covered with sweat and trembling with fear. But there was no sign of Jim.
Terrified, her father told her the truth about Jim's death. Then quickly he went to see Jim's parents. They decided to open his grave. The corpse was in its coffin. But around its head they found the girl's handkerchief.

[Nekox]

@Eye Story: Yes, that is what happened. When the little girl looked through the keyhole, the other girl looked back...
'Kay, this is one is taken from my copy of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark book (by Alvin Schwartz). You might have read it before; it's not necessarily the scary kind. To me, anyway.

Cold as Clay
A farmer had a daughter whom he cared for more than anything on earth. She fell in love with a farmhand named Jim, but the farmer did not think Jim was good enough for his daughter. To keep them apart, he sent her to live with her uncle on the other side of the country.
Soon after she left, Jim got sck, and he wastd away and died. Everyone said he died of a broken heart. The farmer felt so guilty about Jim's death, he could not tell his daughter what had happened. She continued to think about Jim and the life they might have together.
One night many weeks later there was a knock on her uncle's door. When the girl opened the door, Jim was standing there.
"Your father asked me to get you," he said. "I came on his best horse."
"Is there anything wrong?" she asked.
"I don't know," he said.
She packed a few things, and they left. She rode behind him, clinging to his waist. Soon he complained of a headache. "It aches something terrible," he told her.
She put her hand on his forehead. "Why, you're as cold as clay," she said. "I hope you're not ill," and she wrapped her handkerchief around his head.
They traveled so swiftly that in a few hours they reached the farm. The girl quickly dismounted and knocked on the door. Her father was startled to see her.
"Didn't you send for me?" she asked, confused.
"No, I didn't,'' he said.
She turned to Jim, but he was gone and so was the horse. They went to the stable to look for them. The horse was there. It was covered with sweat and trembling with fear. But there was no sign of Jim.
Terrified, her father told her the truth about Jim's death. Then quickly he went to see Jim's parents. They decided to open his grave. The corpse was in its coffin. But around its head they found the girl's handkerchief.

ewwww! thats nasty! he was like a Zombei!

[Skogkatt]

I had some dolls once... but one day they disappeared randomly and then the next day they were just sat on my windowsill staring right at me. so that was it I ran downstairs and threw them in the bin. X3 I get creeped out by stuff like that but I'm never freaked out by horror stories or gory movies.