creepy story thread

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thread starter trisscarro Aug 22 2010 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

lets post creepy stories. some nice music for more reading fun White With Red A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed. The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to. This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn�t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red. At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, �Did you look through the keyhole?� The man told her that he had and she said, �Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.�

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OoYuukioO 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Once there was a man, and he died.

trisscarro 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

This is a suicide note found in Samuel Jenner�s house in Edina, Minnesota. The man cut his wrists and intended to bleed to death, but for some reason his screams alerted the neighbors, who rushed to help him and called 911. The note was found in his house after he confessed to the murders of 6 young girls between the ages of 6 and 9 year old. All fit the same profile: long, black hair, pale skin, dark eyes. "I see her. I see her everywhere. Or I least I think I see her. I know she�s there. Always. I�m always expecting to see her again... Always expecting the horror to return. I have done inexplicable things, just because of her. She tricked me, she forced me to do them. But I had to. I thought that would make her stop. I thought that was here... that they were her, disguised. I didn�t know, I couldn�t tell, I just want her to disappear from my mind, I can�t sleep, for every time I close my eyes I know she�ll be there when I open them. I don�t want to see her again. That grin... I write this as an apology. I didn�t mean to do what I did. I want you to understand me, so here�s my story. It all started when I moved into this house. I didn�t know why, but from the moment I moved in, I was always anxious, always terrified actually. Then, one day, I saw her. In my dreams. Or at least I think it was a dream, it felt like something more. I dreamed that I was walking down a street. There was a family in a house�s yard. They were talking, laughing. She was there, with them, but she wasn�t smiling. Not yet. She was simply staring into the distance, her back turned to her family. They were pretending she wasn�t there. Maybe they couldn�t see her, maybe they were too terrified to acknowledge her presence. I looked at her, and she, in just a split moment, fixed her eyes on me. For some reason I was terrified, so I kept walking. Why would a little girl scare me like that, I wondered. How little did I know. I kept walking, in my dream, and I noticed she was following me. She wasn�t walking, she was just there, no matter how much I walked and how she stood still, the distance didn�t change. Something did change though. Her expression. Every time I looked at her, she smiled more and more. But it wasn�t a normal smile. Her mouth became more and more out of proportion, she looked like she was laughing, but with her eyes fixed completely on me, and completely silent. Her face also changed. Her eyes had become black, but still fixed in me. I think she didn�t have a nose anymore, I�m not sure, all I could really see was her grin, her crazed, sadistic grin fixed in me. I woke up, terrified, I probably screamed but I don�t really remember. I was glad it was over, glad that I wasn�t locked forever into staring at that smile. I decided I wouldn�t go back to sleep. I told myself I simply wanted to get up early and get some work done, but I really didn�t want to risk being locked there, with her, again. Months passed, and I tried to carry on with my life, but I couldn�t. I c

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TheSupervisor 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Ahrrrrrrrrrr me rather not Cap'n Jaaaaaack Sparrow. Me won't be able to get to sleeeep ya seee..... ahrrrrrrrr *cough*.

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JayTol 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Wow those stories are so freaky. I got the goosebumps reading them. Good thing I sleep on the top bunkbed lol.

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razorpoint 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

whoa those gave me the chills

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xVongolaXIIx 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

WHite and Red scared the the c rap out of me at the end

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Plusle4eva 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Read them both. Weren't that scary.

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xPlaydohx 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

lmao as soon as I finished reading the OP I got a shiver.

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trisscarro + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

The Portraits There was a hunter in the woods, who, after a long day hunting, was in the middle of an immense forest. It was getting dark, and having lost his bearings, he decided to head in one direction until he was clear of the increasingly oppressive foliage. After a what seemed like hours, he came across a cabin in a small clearing. Realizing how dark it had grown, he decided to see if he could stay there for the night. He approached, and found the door ajar. Nobody was inside. The hunter flopped down on the single bed, deciding to explain himself to the owner in the morning. As he looked around, he was suprised to see the walls adorned by many portraits, all painted in incredible detail. Without exception, they appeared to be staring down at him, their features twisted into looks of hatred. Staring back, he grew increasingly uncomfortable. Making a concerted effort to ignore the many hateful faces, he turned to face the wall, and exhausted, he fell into a restless sleep. Face down in an unfamiliar bed, he turned blinking in unexpected sunlight. Looking up, he discovered that the cabin had no portraits, only windows. The Bad Dream �Daddy, I had a bad dream.� You blink your eyes and pull up on your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness�it�s 3:23. �Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?� �No, Daddy.� The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully. You can barely make out your daughter�s pale form in the darkness of your room. �Why not sweetie?� �Because in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing wearing Mommy�s skin sat up.� For a moment, you feel paralyzed; you can�t take your eyes off of your daughter. The covers behind you begin to shift

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Daedalus 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

I remember these being posted on basil before. They scare me everytime.

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JayTol 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Cap'n Jack Sparrow sailed the seven seas and brought back some creepy stories! More stories please

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xPlaydohx 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

I don't get whats freaky about the second one..

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xVongolaXIIx 08/22/10 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

I dont get 'The Bad Dream'... Can someone explain ;D

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[quote] xVongolaXIIx : I dont get 'The Bad Dream'... Can someone explain ;D [/quote] she tell daddy(you) if she explains the bad dream. the thing wearing mommy's sking will sit up. in other words... there is a monster in your bed and she woke it [quote=the crowd yelling for more]MOAR!11!ONE![/quote] just relax more will come but its kinda hard to find/remember good ones. Rule #86 There are certain rules in this world that we must abide by. We don�t always agree with them, and they rarely agree with us, but if we are to survive to see tomorrow, we need to place our personal feelings aside and just accept things for what they are. Take rule #86, for instance. Rule #86 states that every time someone speaks your name, it creates a duplicate of you. Consider that. Every time your parents ever scolded you using your full name, they�ve given birth to another you. Every time someone at the doctor�s office told you the doctor could see you now, somewhere in the world, another. Every time a lover cried it out in a fit of passion� another. Think about that. Think about this thing you take for granted. This beautiful gift given to you by your ancestors and forefathers. Your name. Imagine living in a world where your name was a curse instead of a gift. �That�s my name, don�t wear it out.� You people are so funny. For us, your name wears *you* out. It hunts you down. It fights for survival. Tries to steal your life to save its own. After all, who is the real you when you all bear the same name? But then� those are the rules. Just one more in an endless stream of governing laws that warp and disrupt and diminish our world, little by little, piece by piece, one name at a time. I just wanted you to think about that. Remember it every time you sign a check. When you introduce yourself. When you gift your newborn child. Remember rule #86, and remember that we are watching you, and we are waiting. Every world has rules. You test the boundaries of yours every day. Someday you will find a way to break those rules, and in doing so, you will let us in. And then you will have to learn the rules all over again. See you soon. Signed, X The Masterpiece I've been lying down for hours now. It's 5:35AM and there's not much I can do. You know what the worst part about my situation is? I'm in the same room with my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but look back and try not to cry or scream. Their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's the strong scent of blood and I feel so paralyzed with fear. Here's the thing. The second I make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore, I'm completely f***ed. I will die and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying to think of a way out but the only idea I have is to rush for the door and run outside the front door and scream for help, hoping any neighbors hear me. It's risky, but if I stay here, I'll surely die. He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece. You're probably wondering what'

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