She scared me, but I felt really sorry for her because she was trapped there, just like me, but probably forever. They never mentioned it after that. I couldn't see inside, but their window was down and the arm hanging out the window looked to be that of someone impossibly thin. It was Death.". Do you see it? The three ground-floor doors are shaking â we can see them trembling and jerking on their hinges from our vantage point on the couch. He started babbling about a little blond girl who isn't really a little girl. I can still hear it. Weâre awake because these are farm freaks who wake at the crack of dawn from sheer ingrained habit. So my sister would often be seen waving and staring and giggling while looking into the laundry room. At first it sounded totally reasonable, but something in me fought it and I was momentarily troubled. My mom asks, \"Did you sleep alright?\"\"Yeah,\" says I.\"Even after you woke up?\"\"...I woke up?\"Sometime in the middle of night, I had started screaming. We threw whatever we could grab in two trips in my car (after I walked him to another bathroom and waited outside the door) and got the fuck out at top speed. Out of nowhere I brought up the "voice at the top of the stairs" and my brother got all quiet and weird. The further we walked, the more normal I felt, until we left the town that afternoon and I was totally freaked out. It was a hot summer night, and the girl quickly fell asleep beside her mom, listening to the crickets outside the window that was open behind the headboard. Not a driver in the cab. "A sad tale's â¦ The house is in the foreal country, literally over train-tracks, past a salvage yard and her nearest neighbor (a cousin â everyone is related to everyone who owns a house on the road) ainât within screaminâ distance. The phone line had been cut. My dog was going absolutely ape. I was 7, my brother 10, my mom in her early 40s, my grandmother (her mom) in her 60â²s. I put him to bed no problem and go backâ¦. And now, the three living witnesses have to be good and fucking druuuunk to discuss the whole thing. William Shakespeare told about him â¦ ... but had nightmares about being chased by a scary beast with enormous claws, and when I managed to wake â¦ This was in the dead of winter, in February, and all the grass on the hills and plains around the town was dead and brown. Ghosts and horrors have always been a staple of â¦ When I was born, I exhibited the same behavior and when I could talk they asked me who I was talking to. Get DOWN!â He runs past us as we bolt for the couch. One of the most gut-level disturbing things though was the little girl in my bathroom. Cousin reported that there had been no plate but when he looked into the cab, it looked like âsomething from a horror movie.â He said there were all kinds of weird restraints â handcuffs, c-clamps, nylon straps â and he said the floorboards looked covered in what âsmelled likeâ blood to him (Cousin was famous for his keen sense of smell and the window was down, so itâs possible). For all those who work late nights in high-risesâ¦. When we asked for your spookiest scary stories, we knew we'd get some freaky stuff. The truck isâ¦ well, old, for one thing. So when I was a kid, I would race up to the top of the stairs as fast as I could, like it was some sort of silly game. 'Although I think he is lying.'. Also while I was there after about 6 weeks I would often have terrible, suffocating feelings, almost about to have panic attacks, and terrible migraines while working in the club. I come down to the kitchen for breakfast on a Saturday morning. Myâ¦. Mom asks grandma if she knows who that is. Then EVERY goddamn door in the house is banging â relentlessly. My mom said, "It was a skeleton. There is a strange truck there. A small and rapidly dwindling part of myself started to panic, knew that something bad was happening, but it was like my own inner voice was slowly getting quieter and quieter. So I chose the parents on the floor. There were two doors in the basement beneath us, so the sound is also a reverberation at our feet. I opened my eyes pretty much immediately, and there was a blur of light, leaning over me, very close - certainly less than six inches from my face. I was convinced one of the dancers had hung herself in that room, I could see it so clearly in my mind. I'm not one of those people who thinks stripping is super empowering but it was a good fit at the time. They once again asked me if he was nice and I did the same thing as my sister, although a little different. And once I left I never felt any of those feelings or saw anything like that ever again. As we hiked up the hills behind the town I started feeling stranger and stranger. That was when I actually woke up. I usually dressed in all black anyway, and I tried not to wear anything too "sexy" or "distracting" so costumers would mostly leave me alone and concentrate on the dancers, so this day I just wore a black skirt and tee shirt but had my face painted like a Dia de los Muertes sugar skull. When I went in, however, there were a set of parents on the bed, and a set of identical parents on the floor. I was alone there a lot because both my parents worked and I was constantly terrified. Well. Before I even mentioned the betting aspect, he said "Did it make bets with you? I dropped the box, screamed and ran out to the floor. Subscribe. Report in here! Also on occasion, when I was sleeping in the bedroom (she slept at the foot of the bed), I would wake up with her staring intently at the door and growling. My clothes weren't disturbed, my tip money was still in my apron, and there's almost no way anyone had been back there all night. Scholastic0-590-43197-8 SCARY STORIES toTellintheDark CollectedfromFolkloreand RetoldbyAlvinSchwartz DrawingsbyStephenGammell I began tapping one against the other, repeatedly. Gene? Not bad, just odd, like my normal thoughts and feelings had been turned down low, like on a dial. When the group leader mentioned that a local had told him that the town had been plagued with a rash of young women under 25 committing suicide, Hanna and I went white. Yeah. I remember we reached the little summit and I simply sank to the ground next to the pile of rocks. 50+ âScary Storiesâ That Are Actually 100% Real By Chrissy Stockton Updated October 26, 2020. So I would often be at work until 4 am or later, since I didn't have a car, public transportation wasn't running, and it was in kind of a sketchy neighborhood I would wait until one of the dancers was done for the night and she would drop me off at home, this was often after my own shift ended. To this she looked at them and said 'the little boy'. Do you know the kind of horror that is opposite of feeling scared or feeling anything at all? I recall just sitting at the top of the stairs, having conversations with this voice, about the betting, of course. His name was Mamillius, and he probably was nine or ten years old. Many, many stories â including my own â involved cases of sleep paralysis, which is the totally terrifying completely real occurrence in which your mind is awake but your body is asleep and you feel like someone â or something â is sitting on your chest. He has something of a combative nature, being willing to fight (something to â¦ They are more scary that way. The truck peals out, backwards, cutting across the yard and racing into a breakneck speed. Cousin flings open the front door and fires the huge shotgun, once, BANG, deafening. She runs to get the phone to call her cousin and ask him to come up â she thinks maybe itâs a hired hand and heâs just at the wrong farm. In Shakespeare's work, "A Winter's Tale" (1623), Prince Mamillius states: âA sad taleâs best for winter. Press â¦ I threw the broom, screamed as loud as I could, and ran to the bar. Yet, still no bloody answer. It was mostly white, with jewels, and it was fucking rad. Click here and here for previous years! None of my stuff was missing or stolen and nothing happened, but it freaked the hell out of me. God & Man By Chrissy Stockton Updated October 26, 2020. She wanted to get me and some of her friends to do a Ouija board about the bar and the ghost but I was too terrified. I wasn't scared, and I didn't feel angry or any strong emotion. One each night. Most of us have at least one good horror story to share at a party or on a dark night around the campfire. We spent only a couple of days there, shopping for food at the markets and walking around to see the sights, although there weren't many. But we were not prepared for the creepy horrors to come. I had a couple of folks in Groupthink ask me about this, so I hope it's ok I re-post; I originallyâ¦. So the club was really kind of messy, not dirty but just filled with THINGS, lots of tables in the bar, lots of speakers and extra crap in the back storage room behind the stage, and a tiny crowded dressing room for the dancers. It's that time of year again: Shadows grow long, winds turn chilly, and we're closer and closer toâ¦. I would often feel panicked and scarred but I chalked it up to a stressful job in a strange environment. I was near the end of my shift, and was taking off my apron in the dressing room and leaned over the dancer's mirror to check my makeup, and that is the last thing I remember. Axpoc Co. © 2017 - 2020 bookfrom.net @ gmail.com, Acer Aspire 1 15.6" Full HD Laptop Intel Celeron - 4GB RAM - 64GB eMMC Windows 10, Asus Prime X570-P Ryzen 3 AM4 with PCIe Gen4, Dual M.2 HDMI, SATA 6GB/s USB 3.2 Gen 2 ATX Motherboard, Apevia ENZO-BK Mid Tower Gaming Case with 1 x Tempered Glass Panel, Top USB3.0/USB2.0/Audio Ports, 1 x Black/White Fan…, Konka 43-Inch Class U5 Series 4K Ultra HD Smart TV with Android TV and Voice Remote (43U55A, 2020 Model), Samsung Galaxy S8 64GB Unlocked Phone - US Version (Arctic Silver). Not 20 seconds after he left, he came running back in, gasping for breath, andand slammed the bedroom door behind him. Mine probably falls more into the weird category than anything else. Even a story that isn't intended to be scary, such as James Joyce's "The Dead", from â¦ Weâre eating cereal when we hear someone pull up outside. Blond hair?" After a while he asked to use the bathroom and I directed him to mine. There was a set of parents on the bed, and a set of parents on the floor. In the holiday classic, originally titled "A Ghost Story of Christmas," four phantoms visit the curmudgeon Ebenezer Scrooge to scare his greedy soul straight. I also want to get Early Bird Books newsletter featuring book deals, â¦ There's no other way to say this: You'd better get some toilet paper, because you're about to get the crap scared out of you. The minute we got on the property, my friend seemed uncomfortable. The door to her bedroom was directlâ¦ It was not distinguishable as a person - it more resembled a person-sized version of a colourful nebula you might see a picture of in a science magazine. The banging starts AGAIN, all the doors and now we can hear the windows rattle. Many years ago a young prince became famous for a scary story he started to tell, but did not finish. âA sad taleâs best for winter,â Mamillius â¦ I grew up in New Mexico and was always very into the outdoors, hiking, camping, rock climbing, etc. You can submit your scary, sad, horror, creepy stories to me. Doors flying open and shut, voices, footsteps. She shakes her head, like, âNo one is there.â We all kind of breathe easier. Our destinations was a specific town to teach English, but we'd been stopping often in towns and small cities along the way. I sunk into a dark abyss and worried that I would never climb out.. One night I woke up and had the creepy sensation that I was being watched.. For a moment I wondered if I was being visited by my motherâs ghost.. Thatâs unsettling. And not at the door... she was barking straight at me. One summer when I was 19 I went on a 4 day/3 night camping trip near my parents' house on my own. Until I was being shaken awake by one of the bouncers with a friend and my girlfriend by my side, I was in the haunted back room laying on the couch, and my face paint was completely smeared all over my face, they said I had disappeared for about 45 minutes until they went looking for me, and found me asleep, and had been trying to shake me awake for almost 2 minutes. As he does, the truck roars into life and it sounds like a train. It was like from a horror film, like a long screech almost like electronic music but just one tone, almost like a chain saw that reverberated around the entire floor and walls. After this she seemed to grow out of it, and forgot all about it and to my parents relief, dismissed it as an imaginary friend. ROY! I flipped right the fuck out - jumped backwards to the other side of the bed, too terrified to scream, and that blur of light receded and disappeared over the course of about 3 seconds. Well, I must have been five or six at the time. Just as she asks him to come on down, the phone goes dead. Cousin, it should be noted, has pretty much every gun ever made. This happened at least 5 more times while I worked there, sometimes other people heard it, sometimes just me, always when I was walking into the back room. I knew there was something ugly in the house and I felt like it was presenting this sympathetic image to me. That's what was filling my mind. I have one, of sprites and goblins.â In the Victorian era, at Christmas and New Year's Eve, it was an established ritual to gather around the fireplace and tell stories of these strange creatures â¦ We have never figured this out. I could tell something was wrong, but he insisted he was OK, so we got to work. And I *do* mean crazy. The overall feeling was that of the normal kind of bleakness that any rural place has in the winter. Pink dress? The world is full of mysteries, murders, and deeply disturbing true stories. He slowed and the car on the right passed us. *shudder*. It had a tongue and eyes. There was not a single boot print in the entire yard except Cousinâs, from where heâd run into and out of the house. Yes! William Shakespeare told about him in The Winter's Tale. I started keeping the door closed so I could walk by without seeing her, but she was always there when I opened it. Ha. In fact, it was like emotion was trickling out of me somehow, and I was getting blanker and blanker, emptier and emptier. Might sound weird but I had been to this area many times and it was quite safe. I lived in a house from hell for four years, from age eleven to almost sixteen. So when I was barely twenty years old I was travelling with a small group of people through China, and we were spending about two months in Qinghai province, which used to be part of Tibet. I never really thought about it at all. One day, when I was 14, I had a friend from out of town come stay with me for a week. I don't really think there was a certain amount of time or anything. He is a prince, beloved by all Sicilians, all of whom are waiting to see him grown. It was evening, not full dark. In it, Williams sings, âThereâll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago, a concept that seems more fit for Halloween than Christmas. She turns back to us and looks confused. His name was Mamillius, he was probably at the age of 9 or 10. About a week after I saw the legs in the mirror, I was working one more shift before taking a week off to do some research for a grad class and go on a long weekend trip with my girlfriend. As Mamillius knew, the best way is to speak softly, so that your listeners lean forward to catch your words, and to speak slowly, so that your voice sounds scary. My grandmother flings open the kitchen door as she sees him coming. I almost threw up. It was demonic in its meaninglessness. Grandma lived on an isolated country road in NC that was named after her family since they were the only crazy fuckers who lived on the land for about 1000 acres. My mom and my sister are already up, and they look exhausted. Scary stories for kids and short spooky tales to read online. It may have just been a combination of everything in my life, sleeping weird hours, grad school, dealing with my own personal shit, but I've always been a high stress person who's worked a lot more stressful jobs since then and I have NEVER experienced anything like that ever in my life. Once I stepped in past her, I couldn't see her anymore but I could feel her there. Getting shivers now just writing about it. When I first started working I would spend that extra time trying to do side work, clean and straighten up like a good employee, but after awhile I would often just hang out in the back room studying, since I was also in grad school at the time. I touched my face and felt that I was grinning at nothing. As Prince Mamillius announces in Shakespeareâs A Winterâs Tale, âA sad taleâs best for winter; I have one / Of sprites and goblins.â The novelist Paul Theroux describes the tradition as âa revolt against â¦ I was ecstatic to be in Tibet, went to sleep with a smile on my face every night. There was constantly something happening. To this my parents asked if he was nice and to this she waited a moment and then replied 'yes'. But we were not prepared for the creepy horrors to come. Twice when I walked into the back room the light would flicker off, and would be replaced with a red glow, like someone had put in a red light bulb. All at once, there is a loud, insistent banging on the front door. When I was little, I used to wake up in the middle of the night and go into my parents room and sleep next to my mom. I was having panic attacks, migraines, sleeping with my lights on, was terrified of my shadow and carried pepper spray everywhere I went. I immediately got the distinct impression that this thing had been watching me sleep. I'm going to slow down and let them by.". Then, while mom, me and my brother tremble there on the couch, she grabs a serrated bread knife from the kitchen and cautiously approaches the front door. William Shakespeare told about him in The Winter's Tale. Many years ago a young prince became famous for a scary story he started to tell, but did not finish. Both times that happened I ran out, got the bartender, they would check and the light would be totally dead, not working. Cousin walks by truck with a shotgun in his hand. Of course when we went back nothing was there. The bartender said he had heard a noise as well, but not as loud as me and without the vibrating floor walls, and started checking the sound system telling me some of the music equipment had probably just started fucking up. Many years ago a young prince became famous for a scary story he started to tell, but he never finished. One night when I was about 5 or 6, I had this really really vivid dream where I woke up scared, and went into my mom's room to sleep with her. Then it shot backwards out of the yard and out of our lives, leaving no answers, just a deep sense of unease every time weâd visit. The kind of vacuous hideousness of a fly buzzing against a closed window for hours on end in an empty room? I was starting to feel the panic in my chest, and I kept telling myself to look away and look into the dressing room, but I couldn't stop staring, like I was transfixed...and in the corner of my eye I saw a reflection in the mirror set up leaning against a dresser in the back room, I forced my head to look and I saw, in the mirror, two legs in black ripped tights, floating about a foot from the floor swaying back and forth. ", We both looked at eachother, horrified. Updated 2/9/2020 â Being self-employed, I was able to take as much time as I needed to grieve. She wouldn't use my bathroom the rest of the week and I started using it as little as possible without pissing off my parents (who did not want to believe). We are too scared to even scream. Halloween is right around the corner, so it's time for another round of spooky stories! "Curls? At this time in my life things were going amazingly, extraordinarily well for me, and I say that because my teenagehood had been rather darkly overcast. Nothing ever stayed where you put it. I was completely hysterical, had no idea what had happened. (See the original post for an appendix and some theories! When I came back and developed my film, there were 3 extra pictures that I didn't take... of me... sleeping. Eventually we moved out and I could not have been happier. It was on a dark winter's day that his mother, the queen, asked him for a story. No tags, not even a vanity plate on the back. Until when I started completely freaking out in the back room, and when I would leave to go sit up at the bar or in the dancer's dressing room, the feeling would mostly go away. Then he RUNS towards to house, towards us. We scramble up; the banging stops, mercifully. So we were all cogent. When we asked for your spookiest scary stories, we knew we'd get some freaky stuff. 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