Crazy People of the World! discussion

Tell a scary story! It can be one you made up, a classic, suburban myth, one you read, the beauty of these kinds of stories is that every time it is retold it gets just a little different depending on the way the storyteller tells it. But if you did get it from a book or another source be nice and give them credit. The stories can be mildly creepy or 'scares-you-so-bad-you-can't-sleep-for-days' kind of story. And please put some kind of notice of how scary it is for the younger members. :) So go ahead and let your Edgar Alan Poe side show!

This is a mildly scary story.
"There is a Japanese version of the American 'Bloody Mary'. It is seen as a sign of bravery to go to the third story bathroom, go to the third stall, and say Are you there, Hanako-San? And she will supposedly say I'm here. If you open the door, she will supposedly look like a WWII school girl. It is said that the only way to banish her is to show her a test with a perfect grade." So that's why the Japanese are so crazy intelligent. :P Got that one from the Internet

*cracks up*
Sorry,but that was hilarious :P

Yeah... You do a scarier one. I cant think of one that's truly terrifying...

This one may scare some people. That's the problem! Scary is relative.
"The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through me, muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open."

That one was from a list of scary stories that are comprised in two sentences or less.
"Growing up with cats and dogs, I got used to the sounds of scratching at my door while I slept. Now that I live alone, it is much more unsettling."

"In all the time I've lived alone in this house, I swear I've closed more doors that I've opened."

"My wife woke me up last night to tell there was an intruder in the house. She was killed by an intruder 2 years ago."

"I awoke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling with a voice of comforting my firstborn child. As I adjusted to a new position, my arm brushed against my wife, sleeping next to me."

"I always thought my cat had a staring problem-she always seemed fixated on my face. Until one day, I realized she was always looking just behind me."

"There's nothing like the laughter of a baby. Unless it's 1 a.m. and you're home alone."

"I was having a pleasant dream when what sounded like hammering woke me. After that, I could barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams."

"I can't sleep," She whispered, crawling into bed with me. I awoke clutching the dress she was buried in."

Thanks Abhay!
"I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, "Daddy, check for monsters under my bed." I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering "Daddy, there's someone in my bed."

"You get home, tired after a long day's work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there."

"I can't move, breathe, speak or hear and it's so dark all the time. If I knew it was going to be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead."

"She went upstairs to check on her sleeping toddler. The window was open and the bed was empty." That reminds me, what do you think is scarier, monsters and supernatural stuff in movies, or real life scary stuff like murderers and stalkers? Add your answer to your story if you want.

"I never go to sleep, but I keep waking up." I don't get that one.

"My daughter won't stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave to ask her to stop, but it doesn't help."

"After working hard today, I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didn't know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there."

"There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone." OMG TOTAL STALKER! XD

"The grinning face stared at me from the darkness beyond my bedroom window. I live on the 14th floor." Unlucky 14?

"A girl heard her mother yell her name from downstairs, so she got up and started to head down. As she got to the stairs, her mom pulled her into her room and said, "I heard that, too."

"My daughter woke me up around 11:50 last night. My wife had picked her up from her friend sally's birthday party, brought her home, and put her to bed. My wife went to the bedroom to read while I fell asleep watching the Braves game.
"Daddy," She whispered, tugging my shirt sleeve. "Guess how old I'm going to be next month."
"I don't know sweetie," I smiled. "How old?"
She smiled and held up four fingers.
It's 7:30 now and my wife and I have been up for almost 8 hours. She still refuses to tell us where she got them." That was from a different website.

"Don't be afraid of the monster, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, behind your dresser, in your closet, but never look up, she hates to be seen.

great holy fudge-monkeys o.O

Lets take a moment to think of sunshine, happiness, puppies... NOW BACK TO THE SCARY STORIES! >:D

I'm really not good with scary stories, I can't make anything up. :( I guess I'm just such a wonderful, caring, lovely person. Who fantasizes about murder on a regular basis. *nods*

The last man on earth sat alone on a room. There was a knock on the door.

Oh man I've heard that before, that's so messed up. o.O

If anyone wants a scary, CRAZY, exciting read, check out Edgar Allen Poe's The Tell-Tale Heart.

lol

Manga and stuff, you?
I dunno what to write on this thread lol, I'm not very scary I guess. :P

I CANNOT READ STEPHEN KING. *hides head under sweater*

Okay here's one that my friend told me when I was kid and I'm still pretty freaked out by it.

One night a young girl was babysitting two kids for her neighbours. She put the kids to bed and went to watch TV when suddenly the phone rang. She picked it up and heard nothing but ragged breathing, then "Have you checked on the kids lately?" She hung up the phone as fast as she could and went upstairs to check on the kids. They seemed fine so she calmed down and went back downstairs to watch TV figuring the call was just some stupid kids trying to be funny. Then she heard it again, the phone rang. She picked it up and the same thing happened. "Have you checked on the kids lately?" The girl started freaking out so she called the police. They told her they couldn't track who it was unless they called again and she talked a little bit longer, so the next time the phone rang she picked it up and waited. "Have you checked on the kids lately?" "Who is this?" She asked, "Have you checked on the kids lately?" The voice said again. "I've called the cops. We'll find out who you are!" She said into the phone. "Check on the kids." It said and hung up. The phone rang again and the girl picked it up with trembling hands. "Get the kids and get out of the house now." Said a different voice. "Why?" She asked "Where are the calls coming from?" "Their coming from the phone upstairs."

Sorry it's so long! I probably told it wrong anyways...

Abhay wrote: "@Reann - The sleeping kids themselves made these prank calls? :-D :-D Gud one.. Had me going fr a while :-)

You think it was the kids pranking? I thought that the creepy person was actually in the house the whole time stalking everyone. o.O

I think that is who it was Maria...

It's official. I'm never babysitting ever again.

Here's a good one-
"Mommy there's something hiding under my bed!"
"Not again! You are always saying there is something in you closer or under your bed or in your toy box. Don't be scared, and go to sleep."
"I'm not afraid of them mommy, I'm afraid of what they are hiding from."

This one is more funny than scary, but I find a few tv shows disturbing now.
"Most laughs you hear on tv shows today were recorded in the 1950's. So, technically, you're hearing dead people laugh."
That's not accurate, they wouldn't be dead, they'd be in their 90's at most...

"When we bought this house we assumed that the scratches on the basement door were made by a dog. The previous owner didn't have a dog. This morning the scratches had multiplied."

Ah yes, I forgot the classic "Scary Stories to Tell in The Dark." Ive read all three books, if theres a fourth I wanna read it! So for those of you living under rocks who've never read these books, I will tell one of my personal favorites.

This one isn't that scary it's just...creepy I guess.

Most people agree that dying in their sleep is the best way to die. Peaceful, no signs of torture not pain. My grandma used to say that angels carry them, the ones who are dying while sleeping, away to heaven. But sometimes angles can be clumsy and drop them by accident.

Remember that time you thought you were falling in your sleep and you suddenly woke up?

I had written this really long story from "Scary Stories to tell In the Dark, I hit post, AND THEN I GOT A MESSAGE SAYING YOUR MESSAGE COULDN'T BE SAVED, GOODREADS IS OVER CAPACITY. I felt like I would cry.

Im not gonna try it again. *Grumble grumble* But who wants to hear a creepy Halloween Poem?

Why don't you just post it in parts?

The Clickety Man
It's Halloween, Mama, so please
don't be mad.
You found me, quite safe, so
instead, let's be glad.
And now that we're home and I'm
warm in my fleece,
May I have my candy, if only a
piece?
You brought me back early from
tricks and from treats,
Don't punish me more by forbidding
me sweets.
Why did I stray off as we went
down the lane?
Because the Clickety Man called, "Let's play
by the train."
What "Clickety Man"? Oh, the one
by the tracks,
Where clickety wheels make their
clickety clacks.
And the clickety bones that poke
through his pants,
Play clickety beats, for his clickety
dance.
The October wind blows his skin off
in flakes,
While whistling a tune through the
holes that it makes.
But the skeleton grin that lies on his face,
Is not truly happy, he feels out of
place.
First, struck by an engine that came
in a rush.
His unburied body decayed in the
brush.
And that means old Clickety's
without a bed,
No box, and no hole,and no stone
overhead.
So I said, "Come with me, nobody
will mind."
But as not to scare you, he followed
behind.
It's Halloween, Mama, so please
don't be mad.
Just you, me, and Clickety won't be
All bad.
You shouldn't be giggling! Don't
laugh anymore!
That clickety knock is my friend at
the door!

So, if that poem was unclear, this kid was trick or treating and wandered off. When his mom found him, she was mad that he had made her worry. Then she wouldn't let him continue trick or treating. When when she is putting him to bed she asks him why he wandered off. he says that a skeleton had called for him to play. The skeleton had been a man who was hit by a train. His body had never been buried, so he didn't have a coffin or a tombstone. The kid felt bad for him, and invited him to come home with him. By the end of his story, his mother is laughing, thinking he made it up. But apparently hes at the door...

Okay that's a little creepy...

He couldn't sleep at night. He had terrible insomnia, but one night he noticed two streetlights near his window so he fixed his gaze upon them and he fell asleep. Well it worked the first night so he tried it again and he found he could sleep better when he watched the streetlights so that's what he did. Every night he'd watch them. Then one day he looked out his window and saw that there were scratch marks under it, then he noticed that there were no streetlights on his street. His insomnia got worse.

I probably said that one wrong too so I don't think it had the same effect but whatever.