Real life scary stories?
My best friend used to live halfway across town two years ago. I wanted to surprise her on her birthday at 12:00 am. So, I reached her place and tried to climb my way up to her room. No pipes or ladders -great. I decided to go through the basement which opens inside the house in her kitchen. She always forgot to lock it. My grandmother had coaxed me when I was a kid into forming a habit of chanting anti-demon spells when I was going alone somewhere at night. When I entered the basement, I started chanting involuntarily. I walked to the outlet and tried to open it. I heard an old lady say in the native tongue, "You won't let me sit here in peace, will you?". I turned around and saw her. Yes. She was sitting on an old chair. She was smiling at me, had grey hair and an almost transparent wrinkled face. Her feet were turned around. However, I didn't stop chanting even for a sec and she kept smiling at me till I got into the kitchen and locked the basement door. I screamed my best friend's name once and I am not ashamed to admit that I passed out. I woke up the next morning at my best friend's place. She had to give me a ride home. I know what I saw but I like to treat it as a hallucination.
What is the scary story about the doll with a peace sign?
Shoe.
Why do people fear dolls?
I am not afraid of dolls.Them dolls are cute and harmless little “things”. Nobody should fear them. Period.Having said that. Let me introduce you to the doll in our house.Here it is.My bad, let me take some stuff out of the way for you to see her.One set of creepy and extra long legs, Ladies and gentlemen.There she is. A beauty in the rough. One must wonder, what cold hearted idiot would shove such a lovely thing down there. That’s not appropriate.Meet Nabeela. My in-laws gifted this doll to my daughter on her 4th birthday I think. She played with it for some time but now this doll has been sitting on a shelf for quite a long while collecting dust. I didn’t even notice her for years until one night when I was home alone browsing the web in peace.Let me remake the scene for you to have a mental image.I looked back at her as I noticed. Though she has laid there minding her own business for months but that night she some how managed to make me feel her presence. Before that she never existed to me.Hmm. Okay… back to SUITS (which btw is an awesome TV series).After some minutes. I again turned my head giving her a good gaze to ensure she is… where she is suppose to be instead of right behind me like this.I wouldn’t call it fear. But I wasn’t comfortable any more, being honest. I just kept getting this stupid urge to look back at her a few times. Then I practically approached and grabbed her.Please ignore my disrespectful behavior and for the love of all things sacred…. don’t you move your eye balls and look at me. You won’t. Would you?Then I gave her an unintended rotate to face me… kicking things up a notch.Let me say I in particular do not fear them. But I don’t want their presence around me in my lonesome…. especially when I’ve noticed them. No matter how much you convince me that they won’t look back at me. Sorry. They do!Maybe you haven’t heard of Chucky. Okay a little exaggeration here.So yea…. that’s how she ended up shoved in stuff… never being able to see the light of day again. I refuse this basic right to our creepy little doll.Update - When I was taking a selfie of us both with she standing behind me. She suddenly fell. It’s not scripted I swear :)See? Told you these things can induce concerns, if not fear. :-)Goodness gracious me!
What is the scariest or freakiest ghost story you've ever heard?
Little things I could deal with radio stations being turned and radios being shut off, thing's moved and missing for weeks were one thing but unfortunately this story is what my two small children and I endured for a year and a half. My oldest saw a shadow walk from her bedroom door into her closet. What freaked the us out when we were relaxing one night last summer youngest was asleep and my oldest was watching tv I was sitting at the computer and heard something run full force up the basement stairs and hit the door (first thought I have two small kid's one has Autism and someone has broken in) so I snuck outside and looked around it was raining and not one single footprint was near our house. Went back in and again it sounded like an elephant running full force up the cellar steps into the door but the door never moved. A month before we moved out the porch light was on bright as could be the switch was on the off position and this wouldn't have bothered me if our electricity was not off already. At night my daughter would sit straight up in bed and stare into her bedroom closet then lay back down the next morning she said she tried sleeping but something wouldn't let her lay still it kept lifting her up. We labeled this house as the hell house and the last straw was the night the cat went bonkers and kept watching the wall as if there were something there moving he tried to open the basement door but when I said stop it I heard a man cough behind me that was it I called my mother at three a.m. to get my kid's out of there before we didn't have another chance! The following day she helped us clean the remaining things out so we could turn our keys in to the new owner. I shut the door and as I moved my head the top pane of the glass came crashing down full force had I not moved my head when I did it probably would have knocked me out. Everyone sat in the car shocked makes me think now if the new owner is aware he's not alone there in the Hell House.
I need a scary poem for class?
When you are taken over by demons, There are a few signs to tell, That you are going directly to hell. When your eyes have turned a glowing jade, When you pull out a knife and sharpen the blade, When rainbows and unicorns make you sick, And you love to beat dolls with a stick. When you tape your cat to a chair, And do not give a singal care, You slice them and dice them, Like a big ol' turcky, And fry them and back them, Like a piece of jerky. You take the remains, and throw them on cars, And make people belive that it came from Mars. When you have been completely taken over, You take out the giant machettie, And cut off your arm, like a clump of spaghettie. You have no will of your own, The signs have shown, That that you are not human, not even bit, That you are a demon, which in fire, you sit!