Scary Stories
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KaydeeKrunk
The Late Great Turt
One time I went to a haunted graveyard and saw a skeleton playing a trumpet. It was like "doot doot" I have nightmares still...
yukikotobuki
la dolce vita
I'll tell a couple, from memory. This one is an old story - wouldn't be surprised if you have already heard it, but it's worth a shot. Also, content warning: it's a bit gory at the end.
Edit: gotta go lol but I'll most likely be back here later because I like telling scary stories
A young girl lives at home with her mother, father, and her dog. The girl is a bit afraid of the dark, but always knows that everything will be okay, given that her dog sleeps underneath her bed and protects her. When the girl is afraid, she reaches her hand underneath the bed and lets the dog lick her hand, letting her know that she's fine.
One night, a particularly hard-hitting thunderstorm rolls through, awakening the girl and frightening her. However, she's not just afraid of the cracking thunder and bright lightning - something else is making her quite uneasy. In order to feel slightly better, she flops her arm over the edge of the bed, pushing her fingers into the void. She obtains a reassuring lick from her dog and closes her eyes.
Once again, about an hour later, the girl reawakens. The storm is still raging on. The girl is afraid, but has to use the restroom. Thus, once again, she sticks her hand underneath the bed - the dog gives her a lick, and she feels better.
Following the lick, the girl groggily gets out of bed, walks over to the bathroom connected to her bedroom, and opens the door. She turns on the lights and sees a horrifying sight. Her dog is hanging from the ceiling, its throat cut open. Blood is dripping on the bathroom floor. Terrified and crying, the girl turns toward the bathroom mirror, which has writing in blood that reads, "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO."
One night, a particularly hard-hitting thunderstorm rolls through, awakening the girl and frightening her. However, she's not just afraid of the cracking thunder and bright lightning - something else is making her quite uneasy. In order to feel slightly better, she flops her arm over the edge of the bed, pushing her fingers into the void. She obtains a reassuring lick from her dog and closes her eyes.
Once again, about an hour later, the girl reawakens. The storm is still raging on. The girl is afraid, but has to use the restroom. Thus, once again, she sticks her hand underneath the bed - the dog gives her a lick, and she feels better.
Following the lick, the girl groggily gets out of bed, walks over to the bathroom connected to her bedroom, and opens the door. She turns on the lights and sees a horrifying sight. Her dog is hanging from the ceiling, its throat cut open. Blood is dripping on the bathroom floor. Terrified and crying, the girl turns toward the bathroom mirror, which has writing in blood that reads, "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO."
Edit: gotta go lol but I'll most likely be back here later because I like telling scary stories
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raeyoung
p fly for a villain guy
Well... here's a long one from different points of view.
So, about the ghost in my grandma's basement, so this first happened to become a concern of mine when I saw it. My cousins were over, hanging out with me and my brother at my grandma's house. The one mainly in this story is Chris, the name is made-up, but "Chris" resembles the cousin who had most experienced this piece of the story, Chris is male. So anyway, we were bored so we decided to play Hide and Seek. Me and my cousin Chris(Chris was eight and I was ten at the time), hid in the basement. We hid in a large room that connected to the laundry room, and it was filled with storage. We hid there for a while, but we were unaware on whether everyone else knew we were downstairs hiding. Chris checked to see if anyone was down here looking for us. I stayed put. When he turned, he looked so freaked out. I asked what was wrong. He told me he saw a large blur of green zoom right past where we were. I panicked, and we both bolted upstairs. We told everyone what had happened and what Chris had seen. Then, we all went downstairs. We spent the rest of the time at grandma's house trying to see this ghost again, but the ghost didn't show up again. I haven't seen it since that day either. I am STILL terrified to go into the basement.
Now this part is from my aunt's experience, her made-up name for this story is Jennifer. Okay so my Aunt Jennifer was young at this time, I think my age, which is twelve. She fell down the stairs to the basement and hit her head on the yellow pole in the basement at the end of the staircase. But it was like someone had caught her or saved her, she blacked out still, but awoke unharmed, not a scratch or bruise. So we know by now that it was a good spirit(supposedly and convincingly). Another story from my Aunt Jennifer, was also when she was really young, probably about the same age. She had a friend spend the night and my Aunt Jennifer had closet-like door(s) in her room, now the Happy Room, which leads to the staircase to the basement, (it still does) and the kitchen. My Aunt Jennifer's friend was to sleep at the end of the bed, which was closest to the door(s) leading to the basement staircase. The friend claimed she was scared and uncomfortable and couldn't sleep, and so Aunt Jennifer switched spots with her. A while later, Aunt Jennifer couldn't sleep, but her friend was out cold. Shortly, Aunt Jennifer hears what sounds like heavy, fast running footsteps from downstairs. Which supports that the blur Chris saw, because the blur was big, as to be heavy, and it was going really fast, as the footsteps were.
So what did you think? It is a real story I have witnessed. Was it long enough???
So, about the ghost in my grandma's basement, so this first happened to become a concern of mine when I saw it. My cousins were over, hanging out with me and my brother at my grandma's house. The one mainly in this story is Chris, the name is made-up, but "Chris" resembles the cousin who had most experienced this piece of the story, Chris is male. So anyway, we were bored so we decided to play Hide and Seek. Me and my cousin Chris(Chris was eight and I was ten at the time), hid in the basement. We hid in a large room that connected to the laundry room, and it was filled with storage. We hid there for a while, but we were unaware on whether everyone else knew we were downstairs hiding. Chris checked to see if anyone was down here looking for us. I stayed put. When he turned, he looked so freaked out. I asked what was wrong. He told me he saw a large blur of green zoom right past where we were. I panicked, and we both bolted upstairs. We told everyone what had happened and what Chris had seen. Then, we all went downstairs. We spent the rest of the time at grandma's house trying to see this ghost again, but the ghost didn't show up again. I haven't seen it since that day either. I am STILL terrified to go into the basement.
Now this part is from my aunt's experience, her made-up name for this story is Jennifer. Okay so my Aunt Jennifer was young at this time, I think my age, which is twelve. She fell down the stairs to the basement and hit her head on the yellow pole in the basement at the end of the staircase. But it was like someone had caught her or saved her, she blacked out still, but awoke unharmed, not a scratch or bruise. So we know by now that it was a good spirit(supposedly and convincingly). Another story from my Aunt Jennifer, was also when she was really young, probably about the same age. She had a friend spend the night and my Aunt Jennifer had closet-like door(s) in her room, now the Happy Room, which leads to the staircase to the basement, (it still does) and the kitchen. My Aunt Jennifer's friend was to sleep at the end of the bed, which was closest to the door(s) leading to the basement staircase. The friend claimed she was scared and uncomfortable and couldn't sleep, and so Aunt Jennifer switched spots with her. A while later, Aunt Jennifer couldn't sleep, but her friend was out cold. Shortly, Aunt Jennifer hears what sounds like heavy, fast running footsteps from downstairs. Which supports that the blur Chris saw, because the blur was big, as to be heavy, and it was going really fast, as the footsteps were.
So what did you think? It is a real story I have witnessed. Was it long enough???
yeah he was pulling your leg. id be scared shtless if someone said that to me
raeyoung
p fly for a villain guy
I don't get it! Explain?
I still don't get it.
girls dont poop
raeyoung
p fly for a villain guy
Everybody does. But why is it scary if girls poop. :T I'm lost here.
id hate to kill the joke ;n; but girls are supposed to be clean and perfect. have you ever heard a girl get up and say 'welp gurl, im gonna go take a huge sht'
probably not.
raeyoung
p fly for a villain guy
Meh. I have a friend whose a girl and she plays her 3DS on the toilet. :T
Unless you're extremely feminine
I have 8 girls friends( friends not gfs) and they're all cute but rowdy as hell
They'll say sht like oops I farted watch out or get up from the group and be like I need to sht ctfu
It would probably depend on the area cause nobody wants to hear that but that can go for anyone
well, it doesnt apply for all girls, but its just a society thing. its just weird for girls to say things like that to most people. the joke about girls never pooping is quite common
