Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[Horneddragon]

I don't know what this one is called, but...

So there was this party, it was a teenaged party, and it was at a house down the street from a cemetary. A few of the teenagers were talking about the cemetary and one of them says,
"I heard that if you stand on one of the graves, the person buried there will come out and drag you down to death."
One of girls who didn't believe in ghosts or anything, said,
"Ha. Yea, I doubt it."
"Then why don't you go down there right now, stand on a grave, and see what happens?"
"Sure, I'm not afraid of anything."
The girl actually was a little afraid, but she wasn't going to show it.
So the person hands her a knife, saying that she has to plunge it in the ground where she stood, and then in the morning, the people would go out there to see if she'd really done it.
So the girl takes the knife and heads down to the cemetary. It was night and she was the only one there, so she was a little scared, but she knew she had to do this unless she wanted to get made fun of.
When she found a grave, she sat atop the headstone and plunged the knife through the ground without even looking down.
She started to get up to leave, but realized she was stuck. She tried again, but she couldn't move.
"They've got me, they've got me, help!!!" She screamed and screamed, but no one came.
In the morning the people came only to find her dead. With the knife plunged through her skirt, holding her to the ground.
She had died of fear.
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Here's another one:
A boyfriend and his girlfriend were out one night in the boyfriend's car. They were listening to the radio when suddenly an urgent news report came on, saying a dangerous serial killer had escaped prison and was on the loose, and that the serial killer was missing a hand, in it's place, was a hook.
The girl got really scared since the prison wasn't far from where they were, so she told her boyfriend to take her home. Not wanting to argue and drive, he pulled off to the side of the road.
"Come on, we're safe. If you really want to go, let's just go back to my house."
"No, I want to go home with my parents, please take me home."
Just then they heard a tapping on the window and the boyfriend drove off.
When they reached her house, he got out and went around to her door to let her out, but something stopped him.
On the door handle was a rusty hook. Covered in blood.

ah-ha two of my oldest faves, the first is know by many names ive herd it called "the girl who stood on a grave" <-- most common name
and "the knife"

the 2nd is a clasic called "The hook" ive all ways loved this one, i might post some stories later, its just im home alone and our house is haunted so im too scared to move, or go down to our basement >>

[Horneddragon]

Like i said i would post some of my stories:
Room For One more
Ah, you found the first clue
but of course i'd make it an easy one
next clue, Horneddragon has a favorite animal, it is quite large and found in Africa, they have some very prominent distinguishing features. What is this animal?
(told to me by my late grandfather)

A young woman came to Gettysburg on a business trip. she stayed with friends in the big house they owned outside the city. That night they had a good time visiting. But when she went to bed, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Sometime during the night she heard a car turn into the driveway. she went to the window to see who was visiting at such a late hour. In the moonlight, he saw a long, black hearse filled with people. The driver of the hearse looked up at her. When she saw his horrifying, disfigured face, she shuddered. The driver called out to her, "There is room for one more," then he waited for a minute or two, and drove off. In the morning the woman told her friends what had happened. "You were dreaming," they said. "I must have been," she said, "but it didn't seem like a dream." After breakfast she went to Philadelphia. she spent the day high above the city in one of the new office buildings there. Late in the afternoon she was waiting for an elevator to take her back down to the street. But when it arrived, it was very crowded. One of the passengers looked out and called to her. "There is room for one more," he said. It was none other than the driver of the hearse! "No thanks," she said frightened. "I'll get the next one." The doors closed, and the elevator started down. There was shrieking and screaming, then the sound of a crash. The elevator had fallen to the bottom of the shaft! Everyone aboard was killed.

here is another
let us see if you get it

There once was an old widow who lived in an apartment all on her own
one lonely night the telephone rang "hello" she said
"this is the Viper", the voice on the other line said,"I'm coming up soon"
the person hung up, "somebody is fooling around" she though aloud,
A half hour later the phone rang again, "Its me again," the voice said, "ill be up soon"
The old widow didn't know what to do, but she was becoming very frightened,
The telephone range one more time, it was the Viper again, "im coming up now,"
Quickly the widow hung up and called the police. they told her they would be right over and to lock the door.
when her door bell rang she sighed with relief "they are here!" she thought.
but to her surprise when she opened the door there was a short old man, with a bucket and cloth. "I am the Viper", he said, " I Vish to Vash and Vipe the Vindows".

those are my two for now

[Snampa]

There once was an old widow who lived in an apartment all on her own
one lonely night the telephone rang "hello" she said
"this is the Viper", the voice on the other line said,"I'm coming up soon"
the person hung up, "somebody is fooling around" she though aloud,
A half hour later the phone rang again, "Its me again," the voice said, "ill be up soon"
The old widow didn't know what to do, but she was becoming very frightened,
The telephone range one more time, it was the Viper again, "im coming up now,"
Quickly the widow hung up and called the police. they told her they would be right over and to lock the door.
when her door bell rang she sighed with relief "they are here!" she thought.
but to her surprise when she opened the door there was a short old man, with a bucket and cloth. "I am the Viper", he said, " I Vish to Vash and Vipe the Vindows".

xDD Lol! That's so awesome.
I already heard the first one though, so I knew what was coming. x3

[Erille]

Renee was known as the crazy dog lady. I know, it's supposed to be crazy cat lady. But Renee was no crazy cat lady, she REALLY loved dogs. Esppecially bid, savage ones that could tear you to shreds in seconds.
She owned a pitbull, three German Shepards and a Doberman, all trained to attack. But what Renee wanted more then anything was a wolf. She wanted a big wolf, bigger then any of her dogs, one that would follow her every word to scare everyone. The town needed to know her and her dogs were the alphas around here.

So one cold winter night, Renee went out far into the woods behind her house and started to look. She dressed in all black to hide herself and brought a candle to light the way. She hadn't gone far when she heard a howl. The candle flickered a little but didn't burn out. Renee smiled and walked forward, using the skills she had learned from years of studying dogs to track where the howl had come from. She couldnt' quite figure it out. It seemed to come from everywhere.
So Renee waited for a second howl but none came for a long time. But Renee would not go home until she had her wolf. Suddenly there was another bone-chilling howl. This one was closer and she finally seemed to conclude it was coming behind her.

Rennee's grin was ear to ear as she turned around. The candle went out.

~~~

When Renee didn't come home that morning, her mother became distraught. A search was ordered over the entire woods and just when the search was about to be called off, there was one spot where the search dogs wouldn't go. The police walked cautionly into the ditch and gasped as they looked down at the sight.

Renee's body was laying face up smiling from ear to ear with her eyes open . Her arms were by her sides and a gigantic scratch went from her neck to her forehead. There was a bite wound on her chest.
And by the body there was a tuft of black fur and a collar.
Everyone knew what it was. The Ghost of the Hellhound. Everyone knew except Renee.

[Telescope]

:] Loving all the stories! I've finally found time to start keeping up w/ this thread again

[dannydevito]

none of these stories scare me nothing will except my friend haha

ok nice stories guys very nice i have heard the room for one more hundreds of times

[Erille]

Um, I took that kind of offensively since I and others work hard on these stories and work hard to find them. All of my stories are original, so . . .

[dannydevito]

im saying nothing scares me
except my friend hows that offensive

[Chara Dreemurr]

In America there was a mass murder. Policemen went to investigate. Trying not to tread on the bodies, they took pictures of each one. One policemen saw something on the opposite wall but he couldn't read it. He walks over to it and sees the numbers "7734" in calculator form, written in blood. When taking pictures of this, he turned his camera upside-down and told an approaching police officer. When he pointed with the hand that the camera was in, he accidentally took a picture of the upside-down numbers. He was about to delete the picture when he realized something. The numbers were now a word. The word was "hELL."

[dannydevito]

interesting