Ghost Stories / Scary Stories
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One day, there was a girl. She was a bad girl. Made all the wrong choices and did the worst stuff you can imagine. One day when she was walking back home, she was hit by a car. She later woke up to see that she was being sent to hell. So she did. She begged for mercy. God said to her, "I will give you one more chance." She was sent back with no hair. Horrible pain within her. THE END
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Lemme look through some 4chan creepy pasta and I'll get back to youAny more guys? We've had some good ones!
Okay heres one
On the farthest point of Long Island, the last scrap of land that still counts as New York, there sits a tremendous, abandoned building. Protected by its own isolated location, there is also at any given time two to three Security Guards there. However, if one approaches the cast iron gates on the night of December 4th, even those few security guards refuse to work. The gates are left unlocked, and the wind will be utterly still, a nearly opaque fog filling the peninsula. Go directly to the main doors and step within, there will be a single long hallway, the end occluded by that fog. If you look to either side upon entering, you will see a modern operating room through a glass door. The farther you walk, the older the equipment will get, the older fashioned the doctors will be dressed. As you can finally see the end of the hallway, the screams of the patients will be nearly deafening. The hall will terminate in an open door leading to a single wooden table, a man in woollen medical clothing, stained brown from blood, will be bent over a corpse. The body's face will be covered, and the man will turn silently, screwing the top onto a cloudy jar of liquid, filled to the brim. He will hand this abnormally heavy object to you, before turning back to his work. Instantly, you will be outside of those cast iron gates. Disease and injury will never affect you, but when you open that cloudy jar and pull out the contents... you will find a heart, pulsing and beating loudly in your palm. A sudden feeling of horror and revulsion will pass through you as realization strikes, that you have just pulled your own living heart from your chest. -
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One cold winter night, sixteen year old Kelly Sanders was home alone, as her parents had gone out to a dinner party at a friend's house. It had been snowing all afternoon, but had just recently stopped. After studying for a while, she decides to relax a little- after all, she finally had the house to herself. She makes some popcorn, gets a nice warm, fuzzy blanket, and snuggles under it to watch one of her favorite movies. In their lounge room, the television is positioned a few feet in front of the glass sliding door that leads to the patio and backyard. By midnight, Kelly's parents are still not home, and she begins to feel uneasy, but refuses to call them, for risk of sounding like she couldn't take care of herself. Suddenly, her eye catches a glint of light from behind the TV, and right there, just outside the glass door, was a crazy-eyed man, grinning maliciously at her, and holding a long, narrow blade in his left hand. Terrified, the girl panics, pulls the blanket up over her head and grabs the cordless phone by her side. Kelly calls the police, and as luck would have it, there was a patrol car less than a block from her house. In a matter of seconds, two officers are on the scene and Kelly tells them about the armed man staring through the glass. The first officer opens the sliding door and looks around the area. After a few moments, she turns and explains to Kelly that there couldn't have been anyone standing out there, as there would have been footprints in the snow. The second officer tells her that she is probably just tired and her imagination was playing tricks on her. He beckoned at the TV where the horror movie she had been watching was still playing. "Stuff like that didn't help matters, either,'' he said smiling. Kelly smiled too, more at her own immaturity than the officer's remark, still a little shaken. As the police are about to leave, the male officer stops and looks behind the sofa that Kelly had been sitting on. His jaw drops and eyes widen in shock. Kelly and the other officer notice his reaction and follow his gaze; they both gasp. There were wet footprints and a discarded knife on the carpet behind the couch. Kelly hadn't seen the man outside the door; she'd seen his reflection when he was standing behind her.
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Tbh, computer quality sucks, even if it is a DVD or ripped one.PickleMunzta wrote: »I watched it online, idk if its different in the theaters but to me the only thing remotely scary were the random loud noises =/
especially if the movie is new, and it's recorded thru a video recorder..
And PA2 takes place at night, so it might not be so detailed. -
quoted because this story is worth a shotMwakMunzta wrote: »One cold winter night, sixteen year old Kelly Sanders was home alone, as her parents had gone out to a dinner party at a friend's house. It had been snowing all afternoon, but had just recently stopped. After studying for a while, she decides to relax a little- after all, she finally had the house to herself. She makes some popcorn, gets a nice warm, fuzzy blanket, and snuggles under it to watch one of her favorite movies. In their lounge room, the television is positioned a few feet in front of the glass sliding door that leads to the patio and backyard. By midnight, Kelly's parents are still not home, and she begins to feel uneasy, but refuses to call them, for risk of sounding like she couldn't take care of herself. Suddenly, her eye catches a glint of light from behind the TV, and right there, just outside the glass door, was a crazy-eyed man, grinning maliciously at her, and holding a long, narrow blade in his left hand. Terrified, the girl panics, pulls the blanket up over her head and grabs the cordless phone by her side. Kelly calls the police, and as luck would have it, there was a patrol car less than a block from her house. In a matter of seconds, two officers are on the scene and Kelly tells them about the armed man staring through the glass. The first officer opens the sliding door and looks around the area. After a few moments, she turns and explains to Kelly that there couldn't have been anyone standing out there, as there would have been footprints in the snow. The second officer tells her that she is probably just tired and her imagination was playing tricks on her. He beckoned at the TV where the horror movie she had been watching was still playing. "Stuff like that didn't help matters, either,'' he said smiling. Kelly smiled too, more at her own immaturity than the officer's remark, still a little shaken. As the police are about to leave, the male officer stops and looks behind the sofa that Kelly had been sitting on. His jaw drops and eyes widen in shock. Kelly and the other officer notice his reaction and follow his gaze; they both gasp. There were wet footprints and a discarded knife on the carpet behind the couch. Kelly hadn't seen the man outside the door; she'd seen his reflection when he was standing behind her.
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Well, this is actually my first and only experience with ghosts/spiritis/entities (idk, what they really were) i hope.
Some years ago (when i was 14, i'm 17 now) i was in my friend's house, bored, because she was sick and she couldn't move from her bed, so i said i was going to get some chocolate milk and i went to her kitchen, i saw her cat staring at me, "creepy cat" i said, then i walked into the kitchen, her parent's were at work, we were alone at her house.
I took the chocolate to her, and talked with her until she fell asleep. I felt the boringness coming, so i went to the "forest" that she has at her house side, i started walking and suddenly i felt dizzy, "oh shi* i gave ger some of this chocolate too, i have to go back there..." i wondered, but i couldn't move, i fell to the ground and passed out.
I woke up with her cat licking my face, but then he started growling to something at my side, i am still horrified by the vision i had there, her older brother (he wasn't alive anymore) pale as snow and with a sad face.
I was paralized, i saw him in the coffin, i saw him in the hospital, i was with my friend when they told her he was dead!
Then i noticed the cat trying to attack him, like, it was attacking some kind of haze or something, everytime his little pawns tried to touch his feet they passed through and then the haze just got together as if nothing had hapenned.
I saw a thin line flying in the wind, it was linked to him, the cat saw it too, it jumped to it and cut the thin line, the sad face of her deceased brother turned into a angry face, he yelled and then disappeared.
I tried to get up, i was still weak and dazed, but i could stand and walk away, but i still felt his cold hand trying to reach me, it was really, really f**king horrifying.
I reached my friend's home, she was plain awake, she wasn't pale anymore, she wasn't even sick anymore, I asked her "what hapenned?" she told me: "i don't know, i just woke up and felt okay, i think it was your chocolate milk!" with a smile in her face.
I saw the thin line again, linked to her, but it was ripped apart and faded away.
I never told her about the encounter in the forest, and i only smiled to her and huged her...
It was very f*cking scary that moment, but i felt ok to tell you guys this, i hope you never see something as clear as i saw, and aways keep a creepy cat at your side when walking in a forest! -
Dude, if you saw me, you wouldn't be typing right now
Here's my scary story:
There was a guy named REX, who played torrented Minecraft. The more he played it, the more he got addicted to it. Sooner or later, Minecraft banned the cracked accounts, and REX went ape shiv, because all the damn work became nothing but waste (maps that he worked on in Minecraft, disappeared). REX then went nutz and disappeared from the Z8forums. No one knows where he went, but sometimes, we can see weird posts by REX, only to see nothing but "4444444444444" in it.
Technically, Z8forums was from then on, cursed with the "REX-wants-his-Minecraft-back Curse".
The end.
PS. 4 in Chinese and Japanese means "die". -
Let's give Rex more Ghost Stories.
Some more ghost stories for Rexxie:
Urinate
Zamri was a mischievous 13-year old Malay boy in a secondary school in Malacca. He was huge for his age but he was not too bright. Thus, he was in the placed in the worst class in his school.
On one particular week, he was absent from school. His class teacher was worried so she phoned Zamri’s father to inquire of his son.
“Hello, is that Zamri’s father?”
“Yes. Who is this?”
“I am Zamri’s class teacher. And I would like to know why Zamri did not attend school for the past few days.
“Well.. That stupid boy brought it upon himself. He had a strange case of itchy red measles-like dots on his whole body.”
“What happened ? Did he have an allergic reaction?”
“No, he urinated on the Chinese grave near our house. The next morning, there were thousands of red dots on his face and his private part became swollen.”
“Oh my. Did you bring him to see a doctor.”
“Yeah, the doctor was totally puzzled. He had never seen such a case before. Anyway the medicine and ointment he gave was ineffective.”
“Is he alright now?”
“Yes, that useless son of mine finally told me what he did. We brought some offering of fruits and got him to say sorry in front of the gravestone. The next morning, the red dots were gone as mysteriously as they came.”
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Unforgettable Nightmare
I had to attend a BiroTatanegara which is a must in Malaysia when i was in my final year in my university in 1996. It was like a PLKN where you are trained like a soldier. Together with about 50 others we were stationed at a Camp in Kulim Kedah for a 5 days 4 nights camp.
So, for the 4 nights nothing spooky happened though the place was quite eerie.
I guess all camps are spooky and have their own hauntings stories.
Back to my story, it was my last day before we head back home. Early morning about 7 am we were sent for jungle trekking. There were 17 persons in my groups. We wandered in the jungle and was equipped with one compass to find way out.It took us about 1 to finally find the way out and it was an exit through a Chinese cemetery which means we must walked pass the cemetery to get out from the jungle.Being the naughty me, i examined the cemetery one by one. I just merely looked at the cemetery stone (i don’t know what u call it)without marking any comments until i reached a last cemetery stone. It was belonged to a young man. So, i told my friend like this “Hey, this guy is quite handsome. Pity him die so young”. My friend just laughed.I also laughed.
We went back the same day around 12 pm.I reached home around 7 pm, took my bath and dozed off.It was around 10 pm and i was half asleep when suddenly felt like someone lying on top of me. I was like choking and could not breathe. I tried to wake up but could not move a muscle.When i tried to say some prayer suddenly the man who was lying on top of me shows himself.It was a guy from the cemetery!!He looked furious every time i tried to say my prayer.At that time, i can see he was wearing red Chinese costume with a hat.I was trying hard to say my prayer but it seemed that i could not open my mouth. The Chinese guy looked more furious by every minutes and the moment he was reaching for sword behind his back i finally managed to say my prayer.”Allahu Akbar” (God Almighty). He suddenly disappeared. I rushed outside and sat on the sofa, crying my heart out. My parents was not home.Needless to say, i had fever for few days. -
The retreat in Phillipines
There was a retreat in Philippines. When the group of people were going to a place one boy stayed because he said he wasnt feeling well so he stayed in the convertable toilet in the forest. Beside that toilet an old house was there which is locked. When she is the toilet waiting for the group to come back he could hear some children playing outside so he went out and checked it out if the children were there. But there were no children he thought it was only an imagination. So he checked out the old house cause the door **** was knocked off. So he peeked through it but he only saw a red color. The next day the group went again he still stayed cause he was feeling much more awful than yesterday. So he stayed again in the toilet the same thing happened to him again…. The next day they had to go back to their houses. There was an old lady who comes there every month to clean the house. So the boy asked her what is there in that house. She said the story to the boy that there is a 6 year old boy who died in that house because he had a red eye before he died. So the red thing he keeps on seeing on the door **** is the eye of the boy who died there…. -
Waterfall
Being born and grewn up in a kampung, I find myself attached to nature and loves exploring the greens.
When I was around 7, my mum happened to know a friend living in a small village of Johor. As a result, we are often brought to this small village. Usually we goes there by train and the journey takes around 4 hours.
On one of these trips, we were going in to the village again. As usually, we are greeted by lots of smiling faces of the children staying in the same house. I treated them like my own siblings. And there are almost 20 kids in all!!
Coincidentally, my aunt decided to tag along with us to our so called hide-out. Before going, she handed us presents that she brought from Tibet. It was a braclet said to be blessed by one of the Living Buddha. Being brought up with Buddhism, it was a habit to put it onto my wrist.
At the house, a handful of us, being the elder ones, were discussing on places to explore along with the malaysian kids. They suggested a waterfall which was found deep in the forest. Of cos we agreeed readily. And went preparing our extra clothes and towels for the trip and took off in our bicycles.
After cycling for like an hour, we reached the waterfall hidden away in the midst of towering trees. Strangely, despite the burning sun, the air around us was cooling. We wasted no time and dived into the water. It was icy cold and we shiver from head to toes. But after several mins, we adapted to the icy water and was running up and down the falls and diving down from the top.
Soon it was my turn to dive off.. i struggled my way to the middle where the currents are the strongest as 3 rivers combines into 1. Steadying myself and taking small steps at a time, I reached the mid of the river. When I was preparing to dive off, I heard someone speak to me from behind, I turned around and saw a little in school uniform coming face to face with me. I felt her pushed me over the falls and there was nothing for me to grab.. i fell down head first. Plunging into the pool, i was trying to get my feets onto a ground so that I am able to kick myself to the surface.. however the ground seems so far away and I was choking on the water and my vision blurred. All of sudden, I remembered the braclet given to me. I held on to it tightly and there was a warm force pushing me from below the the surface.
When i re-surfaced,everyone was looking at me in shock. They said I went under water for more than a minute or so, yet they swam around and couldn’t seems to find me. Coughing and shivering, I told them what had happened. About the little girl and how I was being pushed out of water.
One of the kids looked at me and said, the girl you described, she was killed by a falling tree last week. Her family had came to the waterfall for a picnic and all of sudden came a thunder storm. They were running for shelter when she realised she had left her bag on the bridge. She ran back to retrieve her bag but was crushed under the fallen tree. The bridge is right over there. He pointed to a bridge. I looked over and nearly screamed out as I saw her standing there looking at us.
Without another word, I ran for my bicycle and cycled all the way home. Who or what had saved me under the water, I really don’t know. The braclet had gone missing when I re-surfaced. -
Happy Halloween
The Bunnyman is a scary legend about an escaped mental patient who haunts a bridge in Clifton, Virginia.
After the civil war Fairfax County, Virginia became more populated and eventually an insane asylum was built there. No one wanted to live near the asylum and because of the public outrage the institution was shut down.
The administration transferred the patients and in 1904 the process was completed. During the transfer, some of the patients escaped and hid in the surrounding woods and forest. These individuals were lost, delusional and dangerous. Most of them were found except Marcus Lawster and Douglas Griffen. The local authorities found a trail they believed belonged to them, littered with half eaten mutilated bunnies.
The trail led deep into the woods to a tunnel bridge crossing a wide creek. There they found Marcus hanging from the tunnel entrance. There was a note attached to his foot that said, “You’ll never find me no matter how hard you try! Signed, The Bunny Man.” That tunnel has been called Bunny Man Bridge ever since.
The legend says that if you walk all the way down the tunnel at around midnight the Bunny Man will grab you and hang you from the entrance of the bridge.
Strange deaths and phenomena has been connected with the Bunny Man Bridge. There was a young man from Clifton, Virginia who came upon the Bridge while traveling. Later, he killed his parents and dragged their bodies into the woods to hang them from the bridge and then killed himself. In 1943, three teenagers, two men and a young woman, were at the bunny man bridge for Halloween night. The three youths were found dead, hung from the bridge with their bodies slashed open. All with notes attached to their feet saying the same thing,” You’ll never catch the Bunny Man!”
In 2001, after hearing the tale, six local students and a guide searched the area. They found mutilated bunny parts during their search and left the forest after they heard noises and saw figures moving around in the woods. -
There was once a man called Xtrap
He was the hero of his town but 1 day he couldn't stop the bad army called hackers, hackers destroyed his town and killed all the people
so since that day xtrap has been haunted by village people that where killed by the hackers
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SamuraiMoMo wrote: »There was once a man called Xtrap
He was the hero of his town but 1 day he couldn't stop the bad army called hackers, hackers destroyed his town and killed all the people
so since that day xtrap has been haunted by village people that where killed by the hackers
nProtect, creator of X-trap/GameGuard is responsible for blocking/banning hacks for over 250+ online games... it's hard to code that much stuff you know... they are going to release a patch tomorrow for CF, so hopefully, 99% of the hackers are gone. -
ok so i was sitting in my house a few years ago. i was watching TV when i heard my metal detector start goin off in my bedroom. so i crapped my gun and slowly walked over there and the second i opend my door it stopped. i looked and the batteries werent even in the metal detector. i was pretty creeped out. i was all alone. so later that night i went to sleep and it was winter and i woke up to knocking on my window. so i grabbed my gun and just stayed tight waiting for someone to break in. the knocking went on for 25minutes. then next mourning i went outside and looked to see the footprints in the snow but there was none. i looked all around my house and seen nothing. my bedroom was on the second floor. there was no sign of anyone near my house.. that was scary
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ok so i was sitting in my house a few years ago. i was watching TV when i heard my metal detector start goin off in my bedroom. so i crapped my gun and slowly walked over there and the second i opend my door it stopped. i looked and the batteries werent even in the metal detector. i was pretty creeped out. i was all alone. so later that night i went to sleep and it was winter and i woke up to knocking on my window. so i grabbed my gun and just stayed tight waiting for someone to break in. the knocking went on for 25minutes. then next mourning i went outside and looked to see the footprints in the snow but there was none. i looked all around my house and seen nothing. my bedroom was on the second floor. there was no sign of anyone near my house.. that was scary*****
Kids shouldn't be playing with weal gunz.
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