Scary stories (dont read if you are easily scared)

[KumyaKuma]

"Just as he was doomed"- he died. xD

Haha he died!"I would fight the thingie beast with a knife."

How to survive
1.When you're getting chased, pick up the knife, not the banana.

2.Stay away from the blondes if you're a guy. If you are a girl, try not to be blonde.Or cut your hair bald,Blondie

3.When you fall down, don't crawl. Get up.

4.Don't look out the window. And NO MATTER WHAT DON'T OPEN THE DOOR. It's either the killer or a dead body.

5.If your little brother or sister says they saw something, don't say yeah right. Believe them.

6.Don't stop running. Run like Maniac Magee.

7.Make sure the door is locked.

8.Try not to be a jock.

9.Don't fool around with the opposite sex.

10.Don't get drunk or do drugs.

11.If you hate someone and you have to sacrifice someone, act like your hugging them and throw them at the killer.

12.Get in the car, lock the doors, make sure the windows are covered with something, and don't ride shotgun.

13.If your name is Steve, Alex, Clear, Tara, Matt, Damien,or Samantha you might as well say goodbye.

14.When someone says look behind you twice and you look, when they say it for the third time, look again.

15.Don't wear jeans. It's a death wish.

16.Don't EVER say "What would you do if I was the killer." People will avoid you.

17.If you're in a Halloween movie, think back to Halloween H2O. Don't close the gate and then break the gate opener. Sorry Jamie Lee Curtis. That was stupid.

18.Don't use the computer.

19.Don't text.

20.Finally, NEVER, EVER, EVER....answer the phone

Another one
My boyfriend and I were snuggling on the couch, watching a horror movie.
"Hey, Bo," Tom grinned at me. "That dude's gonna come get you in your sleep." I looked to where he was pointing. On the TV screen was a guy with a chainsaw, revving it up to get the blond girl that was sleeping. I punched him lightly on the shoulder.
"Come on," I snickered at the fake graphics. "This is corny," I added, flipping the channels.

All of a sudden we heard a noise.
"Tom, stop it," I glared at him. He widened his eyes.
"I'm not doing anything!"
"Yes you are. You know how freaked out I get."
"Okay, maybe we need a distraction," he smiled at me. In seconds we were making out on the couch. I kept on thinking of the noise, though. As Tom was running his hands down my back, I heard a crash coming from upstairs.

"Tom!" I pulled away. "There's someone up there," I whispered. He shook his head.
"Alright, alright," he griped, "I'll take a look at it." I smiled weakly at him as he grabbed a baseball bat. He trudged up the stairs. I picked at my fingernails. Maybe I should've painted them black, for Halloween? With little orange pumpkins...CRASH! I jumped up as I heard a revving sound.

"AHHHH! Bo, help! No, dude, no!" Tom screamed from upstairs, and then it went silent. I froze, my breathing ragged.
"Tom?" I whispered. He came staggering down the stairs, bleeding. A note was nailed into his back. He fell face-forward onto the floor, dead. I looked at the note, and screamed. A picture of the guy with the chainsaw from the movie was on it, and in black sharpie it said: Corny enough?

[dannydevito]

Is that word really apporriate I mean children read this thread
I think it would be better if you put the opposite gender not s*x

[LupusArgentea]

Sex = Gender
It's almost the same thing, used in that context. But, to each his own, I guess.

And, to keep this non-spammy, I will be doing a sequel to "G's Story".

[KumyaKuma]

Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town.

She unpacked her things with such great ease, as she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting, she'd have friends over soon.
There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy. It's just the way she wanted her life to be.

On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be,
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!"

To be known in this school you had to have a clout, and dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date.

"Well, I just won't tell them the entire truth.
They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?"
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned but said, "All right."

Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense,
She began to feel guilty about all the lies,
But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?

Well the pizza was good, and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunk by this time.
But he kissed her and said that he was just fine.

Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff.
Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff.
Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point
But only after he'd smoked another joint.

They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride,
Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive.
They finally made it to the point at last,
And Jeff started trying to kiss her on the lips and her neck.

And makingout is not what Jenny wanted at all
"Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young.
Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb."

With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away:
"Please take me home, I don't want to stay."
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas.
In a matter of seconds they were going too fast.

As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew that her life was in danger.
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down,
But he just got faster as they neared the town.

"Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied.
I really went out for a moonlight ride."
Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash.
"Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!"

She doesn't remember the force of impact.
Just that everything all of a sudden went black.
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
And heard, "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!"

Voices she heard...a few words at best.
But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right,
And if the people in the other car were alive.

She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad.
"You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad."
These voices echoed inside her head,
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead.

They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do.
But it looks as if we'll lose you too."
"But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried.
"We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."

Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done
I only wanted to have just one night of fun."
"Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim,
And wish I could return their families to them."

"Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied,
And that it's my fault so many have died.
Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"
The nurse just stood there ~ she never agreed.

But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best
To bid that girl her one last request?"

She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad.
"Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad."
This story is sad and unpleasant but true,
So young people take heed, it could have been you.(this one i think is more sad than scary)

Two head are better than none
Every night since I was a little boy I had the same dream. I seem to be on a date with a beautiful girl about 12 years old named Katie.

We are at a fair and we are hanging out with friends going on rides, eating too much cotton candy and being swindled on the midway. She is smiling at me in a shy way and calling me Rick; that part is strange as my name is Peter.

Then the dream changes and we seem to be in an isolated forest kissing tentatively. I try to put my arm around her and she gets mad and starts to argue with me. I smack her and she starts to scream. I panic and grab a rock and bash it against her head many, many times until she just lies still.

Then, this is where it gets really strange. I then go where they are planting trees close to the sight of the murder and pick up a shovel and a bucket. I then use the shovel to cut off her head, put it in the bucket and take it away with me.

The last part of my dream is where I am standing at a grave sight trying not to laugh while mourners sob around me. The gravestone is a white marble angel and reads “Go Forth to Heaven Beloved Daughter, Katherine Wheeler 1956-1968” and that is when I wake up. It is a horrible dream and I feel like I am someone older, wiser and evil in it.

One summer I went to visit my grandparents and thought that I would cut though this old graveyard and there was the gravestone from my dreams! Looking older, but still the same. I was reading the inscription when I felt something brush against my leg. I looked down to see the severed head leaning against the stone. Then the angel moved and picked it up so that it was eye level with me. I don’t know why I didn’t run, something kept me in place.

The lips started to move and a ghostly voice said. “If you find me, you will find Rick”. That is when I blacked-out. When I came to, the angel was back to its normal position and there were no heads in sight. I ran out of there as fast as I could.

Later that night I asked my grandparents about the gravestone and Katherine Wheeler. They explained that Katie was a beautiful young girl that was dating Uncle Richard at the time that she was killed. They had been on a date and got separated while attending a fair together. She was found in nearby park; she had been beaten to death and her head was severed and taken from the scene; the case was never solved. That day that Uncle Richard moved into the apartment above the garage. The only thing he took from the house besides his clothes was an old chest freezer

That night Peter went to visit his Uncle. They watched TV together on his tiny little screen and Peter asked if he had any popsicles. His uncle told him to check the freezer.

Peter wasted no time and burrowed into it. At the bottom he found something round and wrapped in butcher paper. When he removed the wrapping, staring at him was Katie’s frozen severed head. He picked up the head and went into the living room.

He showed the gruesome sight to his uncle and asked why he did it.

His uncle just had a long drink of his beer and said in a calm voice, “I killed a lot of gals over the years, I kept Katie only ‘cause she was so darned pretty.”

Peter was dumbstruck, his uncle a serial killer who had never been caught!

Suddenly the head in his hands started to giggle and said “Rick, the girls and I want to play with you the way you played with us in the forest.”

Then the entire room was suddenly filled with headless female bodies holding rocks in their decomposing arms.

His uncle screamed and tried to run, but there was just too many of them. They beat him with the rocks until he lay still and then they used a bloodstained shovel from his closet to severe his head. One of the bodies, picked up the head and vanished.

After that, all of the rotting bodies became those of the beautiful young women they were in life. Katie came forward and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you for helping us Peter. If you look for a book, within it, it will tell you where the rest of the girls are buried. Please show that to the Police”.

Then they all vanished.

[Chara Dreemurr]

The first is a poem...? :D

[Imperial Epsilon]

And, to keep this non-spammy, I will be doing a sequel to "G's Story".

Really? Sweet! Can't wait! *Secret* will be posted in a couple minutes, or an hour.

[KumyaKuma]

The first is a poem...?

Wow your right.I didn't read it

[Imperial Epsilon]

(*GHASP!* Could this be the secret story for Satisfaction? Of you ansewered "Yes" Then youre CORRECT!)
I am the beast. A story of Lewis Dolgergane (a.k.a- The Argoth)

My name is Lewis Dolgergane, or so I was called, The Argoth by my...creator, Jared Mandalay. But lets not get there yet, lets rewrind to my childhood. I guess it was an O.K life as a kid. Even though I was the nerd, always raising my hand and getting highest honors. Spelling Bee champion 3 years straight.The...teachers pet you could say. I was picked on, my nicknames were loser, stupid, idiot, dunce. Even though I was the smartest person in the class, I never understood that.

So, after I graduated I got a job as a professor for science. I loved where I worked, I loved the kids that I worked with. Then...I fell in love with the one for me. She was another professor in history. We dated, then I proposed. When she was my fiance I was called for a meeting at the uneversity. But it wasn't exactly a meeting, I walked into a room that was pitch black. Then I think I was knocked out.

But when I awoke it was a pure white room, with beakers and bottles. And men, men with orange siuts on and gas masks. Then a man walked over to me."Hello." He said. "My name is Jared Mandalay your...doctor. And you are my patient Lewis." I tried to open my eyes wider but it was impossible. I tried to sit up but I couldnt either. "Now, now Lewis just realx this won't hurt a bit." He said calmingly.

He was so wrong. It was like lava was pouring though my body, and acid was on my skin. I howled in pain and then I felt different. I could sit up, I then put out my hand to check if there wasn't any acid on it. But instead it was huge anf furry! I ran over to a large mirror in the corner of the room and I looked into it. I saw not me, but this monster. I was huge and furry. My teeth were overlaping everywhere, I was drueling uncontrollably, and I had a craving for something...blood.

I swung around, looking at Jared and the other scientists. I lunge at them. Eating and tearing them up, peice by peice. But I still needed to be satisfied. I ran out of the room and found myself in a forest. Then I heard a car horn, and a little boy walked off of a bus. I looked at him from the dark woods. Then when I knew that the bus was gone I ran at him. Taking in the blood, killing him.(poor little John) I took his body and hung it in a tree.

*Insert satisfaction story here*

After my defeat a hunter passing by saw me I heard him. My body was there, but my soul lingered. "Wow, look at you."He said to my body."Come on youre comming with me." He said lifting up my carcass and puttignit over his shoulder. I guess he didn't care if he got very sick. I'm sure The Ar- I mean I was carrying germs.

Then the hunter took me to a mueseum, the archeologists looked at my body cautiousley. Then they took it and stuffed it.

Now it sit in a glass case, my body there, my soul...lingering. Waiting for those two kids to come. So I can say "I'm sorry."

[dannydevito]

interesting

[Imperial Epsilon]

That was my plan.