Post Your Creepy Stories! (You Don't Sleep You Lose?)

This happened back when I was a teen and living in a different house.

I always got the feeling there were spirits in our house. Often when home alone, I could hear faint singing or humming coming from various rooms.

We used to have a maid that would come in once a week to clean house and she always hated cleaning upstairs (where the bedrooms were), especially my room because she would always glimpse figures out of the corner of her eye.

On several occasions while sitting in my room I could hear hard breathing (almost like a faint growl) coming from one corner of the room. I can't remember a night in that room where I didn't feel like I was being watched as I lay in bed.

One night I was having what I thought was a nightmare. In my dream I was being attacked by something I couldn't identify and fighting for my life. I was being clawed at and strangled in my dream.
I suddenly woke up to find I was sitting upright in bed (very disorienting when you expect to be lying horizontally). I looked down and saw that my chest was covered in scratches, some deep enough to bleed.
My neck didn't have any bruising on it but it did feel soar like I had been choked. That's the only time I ever felt truly in danger in that room. Strange happenings were common in there and it creeped me out, but in a strange way I liked all the experiences.


Another story....

This first time I spent the night at my future inlaws (just started dating my wife at the time) I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. The bedrooms and bathroom are at the top of a staircase. The bathroom faces the staircase.
While coming out of the bathroom I had a clear view of the bottom of the staircase. At the bottom I saw a guy wearing jeans and a red/black jacket plaid work jacket staring up at me. My first thought was
that this was a family member I hadn't met yet that had come home while I was asleep. I didn't think too much of it and went back to my bedroom. The next morning I asked about the person I saw in the night and my future mother-in-law says, "Oh ya. We've all seen him. He's one of our ghosts." I asked her what he looked like and she described him just as I saw him.

Since that time I have also seen a little girl in the basement of the house. The first time I saw here I asked my mother-in-law if she had seen anything in the basement. Again, she described the same little girl I had seen.

Got this off creepypasta

"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.

This is from Scary Stories 3 by Alvin Schwartz sorry if I made a few typos. I'm typing this directly out of the book

When it got hot in the valley, Thomas and Alfred drove their cows up to a cool, green pasture in the mountains to graze. Usually they stayed there with the cows for two months. Then they brought them down to the valley again.

The work was easy enough, but, oh, it was boring. All day the two men tended their cows. At night they went back to the tiny hut where they lived. They ate supper and worked in the garden and went to sleep. It was always the same.

Then Thomas had an idea that changed everything. "Let's make a doll the size of a man," he said. "It would be fun to make, and we could put it in the garden to scare away the birds."

"It should look like Harold," Alfred said. Harold was a farmer they both hated. They made the doll out of old sacks stuffed with straw. They gave it a pointy nose like Harold's and tiny eyes like his. THen they added dark hair and a twisted frown. Of course they also gave it Harold's name.

Each morning on their way to the pasture, they tied Harold to a pole in the garden to scare away the birds. Each night they brought him inside so that he wouldn't get ruined if rained.

When they were feeling playful, they would talk to him. One of them might say, "How are the vegetable growing today, Harold?" Then the other, making believe he was Harold, would answer in a crazy voice, "Very slowly." They both would laugh, but not Harold.

Whenever somthing went wrong, they took it out on Harold. They would curse at him, even kick him or punch him. Sometimes one of them would take the food they were eating (which they were both sick of) and smerar it on the doll's face. "How do you like that stew, Harold?" he would ask. "Well, you'd better eat it-or else." THen the two men would howl with laughter.

One night, after Thomas had wiped Harold's face with food, Harold grunted.

"Did you hear that?" Alfred asked.

"It was Harold," Thomas said. "I was watching him when it happened. I can't believe it."

"How could he grunt?" Alfred asked. "He's just a sack of staw. It's not possible."

"Let's throw him in the fire," said Thomas, "and that will be that."

"Let's not do anything stupid," said Alfred. "We don't know what's going on. When we move the cows down, we'll leave him behind. For now, let's just keep an eye on him."

So they left Harold sitting in a corner of the hut. They didn't talk to him or take him outside anymore. Now and then the doll grunted, but that was all. After a few days they decided there was nothing to be afraid of. Maybe a mouse or some insects had gotten inside Harold and were making those sounds.

So Thomas and Alfred went back to their old ways. Each morning they put Harold out in the garden, and each night they brought him back into the hut. When they felt playful, they joked with him. When they felt mean, they treated him as badly as ever.

Then one night Alfred noticed somthing that frightened him. "Harold is growing," he said

"I was thinking the same thing," Thomas said.

"Maybe it's just out imagination," Alfred replied. "We have been up here on this mountain too long."

The next morning, while they were eating, Harold stood up and walked out of the hut. He climbed up on the roof and trotted back and forth, like a horse on its hind legs. All day and all night long he trotted like that.

In the morning Harold climbed down and stood in a far corner of the pasture. The men had no idea what he would do next. They were afraid.

They decided to take the cows down into the valley that same day. When they left, Harold was nowhere in sight. They felt as if they had escaped a great danger and began joking and singing. But when they had gone only a mile or two, they realized they had forgotten to bring the milking stools.

Neither on ewated to go back for them but the stools would cost a lot to replace. "There really is nothing to be afraid of," they told one another. "After all, what could a doll do?"

They drew straws to see which one would go back. It was Thomas. "I'll catch up with you," he said, and Alfred walked on toward the valley.

When Alfred came to a rise in the path, he looked back for Thomas. He did not see him anywhere. But he did see Harold. The doll was on the roof of the hut again. As Alfred watched, Harold kneeled and stretched out a bloody skin to dry in the sun.

No you guys got to stop, It's 4am here, and wtf, I started readin this at 2, and I jus came back to read some mor because I couldnt go to sleep...

Im home alone, my parents are at my uncles.... and my room has no lightbulbs, but I dont want to leave!!!!

YOU GUYS SUCK!!!

No you guys got to stop, It's 4am here, and wtf, I started readin this at 2, and I jus came back to read some mor because I couldnt go to sleep...

Im home alone, my parents are at my uncles.... and my room has no lightbulbs, but I dont want to leave!!!!

YOU GUYS SUCK!!!

pabs013

Log 1.1:

Unlocked my room door, using laptop screen as makeshift flashlight, advanced 4 steps, turned on a light....

Conclusion: Hallway Acquired, no casualties.... other rooms remain pitch black, whilst the downstairs area emits an ominous aura...

[QUOTE="pabs013"]

No you guys got to stop, It's 4am here, and wtf, I started readin this at 2, and I jus came back to read some mor because I couldnt go to sleep...

Im home alone, my parents are at my uncles.... and my room has no lightbulbs, but I dont want to leave!!!!

YOU GUYS SUCK!!!

pabs013

Log 1.1:

Unlocked my room door, using laptop screen as makeshift flashlight, advanced 4 steps, turned on a light....

Conclusion: Hallway Acquired, no casualties.... other rooms remain pitch black, whilst the downstairs area emits an ominous aura...

I wouldn't like to be you :cry: at least there is some people here and the lights works.

Have any of you guys ever seen this? http://youtube.com/watch?v=XnH9OJP6FTk

Don't watch it if you want to sleep tonight. Basically these guys are driving and see this girl that they pick up on the side of the road. Once she's in the car she's really shaky, and even after the guys are trying to ask her about what happened, she can't seem to explain her previous situation. Without warning, the car crashes right as you get a glimpse of the girl again as she turns into a demon. You'll have to pause it to see it really clearly (which I wouldn't suggest doing as it is freaky as hell), but the footage is in there and it is real.

This is a good story

In rural southern Illinois a toy company began selling "realistic" baby dolls to expectant mothers. But apparently after the mother had her child the toy baby would start crying. Eventually the "rocking motion" advertised to calm it down wouldn't work, and you couldn't get it to stop without shaking it. Eventually when it started crying the parent would have to beat it, and the beatings and thrashings would have to get harder and harder to get it to be quiet. The only thing that seemed to shut the baby doll up permanently was the bash its head against the wall to destroy whatever mechanism triggered the crying. On more than one occasion though, neighbors called the authorities to report child abuse, and when the police arrived they found the bloody remains of infants smeared across the walls and the floor. In most cases the mother couldn't understand why the police were there, she just "got rid of the stupid doll" as she rocked a baby-shaped bundle in her arms

Heres another weird story that happened in my house, this happened 2 years ago (which was alot scarier than the last one).

My mom normaly falls asleep with the T.v. and lights on, it was 2 a.m at the time, all the lights in the house were turned off except for the ones in the living room and hers, i then decided to go to bed.

I turned off the Tv and lamp at the corner of the livingroom, as i walked towards my moms room, i turned off her tv and the light on her nightstand (now all the lights in the house are off), as i close the door, i turned around and i saw this shade of a man right infront of me, i then froze still, i really didn't know what to do, he (i assume it was a he) was just standing there looking at me, i just simply looked down at the ground and went into my room and quickly turned on the lights, i then saw the shade was no longer there, i closed my door and went to bed ( which took me 30 min to fall asleep after the creepy of what happened ).

The next morning i was at work and all i could think about was the man i saw that night, to this date i still have no clue what it was.

This is a good story

In rural southern Illinois a toy company began selling "realistic" baby dolls to expectant mothers. But apparently after the mother had her child the toy baby would start crying. Eventually the "rocking motion" advertised to calm it down wouldn't work, and you couldn't get it to stop without shaking it. Eventually when it started crying the parent would have to beat it, and the beatings and thrashings would have to get harder and harder to get it to be quiet. The only thing that seemed to shut the baby doll up permanently was the bash its head against the wall to destroy whatever mechanism triggered the crying. On more than one occasion though, neighbors called the authorities to report child abuse, and when the police arrived they found the bloody remains of infants smeared across the walls and the floor. In most cases the mother couldn't understand why the police were there, she just "got rid of the stupid doll" as she rocked a baby-shaped bundle in her arms

pabs013

And now kiddies, 9 minutes and 46 seconds of pure fear!

OT will not sleep tonight.

Oh, and watch out for the little girl in the hallway when you go to bed ;)

And now kiddies, 9 minutes and 46 seconds of pure fear!

OT will not sleep tonight.

Oh, and watch out for the little girl in the hallway when you go to bed ;)Red-XIII

This needs bumps.

One night it was raining out side... My window was open so I went to go close it. I looked outside and saw a man walking down the street. I didn't really care people do that often. I heard and saw a car coming with it's high beams blaring. I was still watching the man. He just stood there. The car kept coming closer. It was almost there about to hit him. I yelled. "WATCH OUT!" He suddenly turned and grinned at me with him eyes and teeth glowing. An evil glare I will never forget. Suddenly the car passed by and he was gone. It must have been a ghost. I was so scared I ran to my bed and hid under the covers.

There are no footprints in the snow. It's his reflection"

That one with the girl and her dog under the bed was quite good but honestly you could tell the difference between a human lick and a dog lick.odyssey_divine

I just watched an On demand movie the camp fire stories and that was one of the stories in the movie.

I'll contribute to this thread. I had some weird creepy dream a few months ago.

The dream took place in my house, at nighttime, on my main floor hallway. The lights were dim and I could barely see anything ahead, except for a small figure standing in the middle of the hallway. I approached it and I saw that the figure was a little boy, with no eyes in his sockets and blood dripping from them. I slowly backed away while he was standing still. Until I was a few meters away, he slowly walked towards me, then ran and jumped out at me. Then I woke up.

And now kiddies, 9 minutes and 46 seconds of pure fear!

OT will not sleep tonight.

Oh, and watch out for the little girl in the hallway when you go to bed ;)

Red-XIII

I'll contribute to this thread. I had some weird creepy dream a few months ago.

The dream took place in my house, at nighttime, on my main floor hallway. The lights were dim and I could barely see anything ahead, except for a small figure standing in the middle of the hallway. I approached it and I saw that the figure was a little boy, with no eyes in his sockets and blood dripping from them. I slowly backed away while he was standing still. Until I was a few meters away, he slowly walked towards me, then ran and jumped out at me. Then I woke up.

Revolver_Ocelot

This is a good story

In rural southern Illinois a toy company began selling "realistic" baby dolls to expectant mothers. But apparently after the mother had her child the toy baby would start crying. Eventually the "rocking motion" advertised to calm it down wouldn't work, and you couldn't get it to stop without shaking it. Eventually when it started crying the parent would have to beat it, and the beatings and thrashings would have to get harder and harder to get it to be quiet. The only thing that seemed to shut the baby doll up permanently was the bash its head against the wall to destroy whatever mechanism triggered the crying. On more than one occasion though, neighbors called the authorities to report child abuse, and when the police arrived they found the bloody remains of infants smeared across the walls and the floor. In most cases the mother couldn't understand why the police were there, she just "got rid of the stupid doll" as she rocked a baby-shaped bundle in her arms

pabs013

That is creepy

" You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right and dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock.

There are no footprints in the snow. It's his reflection"

Red-XIII

Ok this really happened to me while I was watching the move the Ring.

My mom and brother went out shopping for shoes and I stayed home. My mom left the tv on upstairs because she was supposed to come back soon. I stayed home and was watching the ring. Then during the part where they watch the movie and all of a sudden it goes bssshhhhhtttt. A few minutes later the tv upstairs goes bshhhhhttt. I was so scared. I went upstairs and turned off the tv and ran downstairs quickly leaving all the lights on. 2 hours later they came back and i was sitting under my covers with the tv on watching something funny to soothe me.

I was so scared the ring was going to get me. Even if it doesn't sound scary if it happened to you, you would be scared.

In the winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines in the Ardennes, a medic in the German army had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment was a bloodbath. Those who survived claimed to have heard, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling with almost girlish glee.
The medic had made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never had he been this short on supplies. No matter. He would do his duty. He had always prided himself on his resourcefulness.
The bombardment moved to other ends of the line, and most men dropped off to sleep in the dark, still hours of the morning - New Year's Day, 1945. The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, yet there had been no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.
The medic was found, sitting on an ammunition tin, staring off into space. When one man approached him, and tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal that large patches of his skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body was almost completely dried of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial. None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January, 1945.kutty12000

Holy. F***.:shock:

Frick this thread came back to life?vito_128

Gotta post in the Kcube appreesh thread.

Cool dude.

A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was ok, but the babysitter had one final request... she asked if she could cover up the angel statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, at the very least close the blinds, because it made her nervous. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call the police. We do not have an angel statue."

The police found all three of the house occupants dead within three minutes of the call. No angel staue was ever found.

Technocactus

this scared me

One time while I was eating at Wendy's I went to the bathroom, and I went into the closed stall. I shut the door, but you could still see a lot between the door and the platform thingy where the lock attaches to. Anyway, some guy was washing his hands when I went into the bathroom, but then he "had to go to the bathroom" again. The "stand up" stall was right next to the space where you could see into the door stall, and he kept staring at me. Then he washed his hands again, staring again, peeking, and I was scared as hell. I didn't know if he had any weapons or anything.

Then when I flushed the toilet he ran like hell out of there. Very odd experience.

Ok this really happened to me while I was watching the move the Ring.

My mom and brother went out shopping for shoes and I stayed home. My mom left the tv on upstairs because she was supposed to come back soon. I stayed home and was watching the ring. Then during the part where they watch the movie and all of a sudden it goes bssshhhhhtttt. A few minutes later the tv upstairs goes bshhhhhttt. I was so scared. I went upstairs and turned off the tv and ran downstairs quickly leaving all the lights on. 2 hours later they came back and i was sitting under my covers with the tv on watching something funny to soothe me.

I was so scared the ring was going to get me. Even if it doesn't sound scary if it happened to you, you would be scared.

gotdangit

I'm surprised this thread hasn't been hit by a Bel Air joke yet.aliblabla2007

It will.

I wonder how long this thread can be kept alive?

It might happen one morning that you wake up home alone. This could be normal depending on your situation, but this morning will be different. While your environment will all seem exactly the same, you'll notice that everything is quieter than normal. If you go outside, you will notice a distinct lack of anything like birds, insects… or people. As far as you travel, you will not encounter another sentient human being. The entire world will be intact, but empty except for yourself.

There are currently over 100,000 missing persons cases in the United States. Some are just normal cases of murder or kidnappings, but in others, the disappearance cannot be explained and no remains of the person are ever located.

Its not really that creepy but it happened like 2 hours ago so ill say it.

Me and my friend were just driving around getting lost and we ended up in some hillbilly weird ass place. It was like a little country place with country general stores and churches and its just wierd...like id expect the amish to be walking around.

So im driving down this main road which is really long for a while...and theres this truck that we noticed was behind us for a very long time. So to get out of there and lose the truck we took a random street off to the right to turn around, we get to the end (turns out its a dead end) and spin around, and we see the truck parked at the other end of the road (the entrance)

The lights were still on and the driver door was open, but there was nobody in the car...my friend says he saw them standing on the side of the truck....but I didnt but w/e

Its just wtf were they doing...i got scared and floored it out of that road..ended up going the wrong way..but I didnt care

I'm just gonna post this link in here too, this thread doesn't feel quite complete without it.

http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/page1.html

It's Ted's Caving Page.

[QUOTE="Fortier"]

This could be a great thread, if everyone paricipated. I'll try to get the ball rolling...

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."

ferron321

Holy crap! A chill went down me when i read the last line. Creepy

I kno! I swear for some reason my eyes just got watery from reading that...

Fresh creepypasta, hot from the pot :)

"A baby girl is mysteriously dropped off at an orphanage in Cleveland in 1945. "Jane" grows up lonely and dejected, not knowing who her parents are, until one day in 1963 she is strangely attracted to a drifter. She falls in love with him, but just when things are looking up for Jane a series of disasters strikes: First, she becomes pregnant by the drifter, who then disappears. Second, during the complicated delivery doctors discover that Jane has both sets of sex organs, and to save her life, they most surgically convert "her" to a "him." Finally, a mysterious stranger kidnaps her baby from the delivery room.

Reeling from these disasters, rejected from society, scorned by fate, "he" becomes a drunkard and a drifter. Not only has Jane lost her parents and her lover, but he has lost his only child as well. Years later, in 1970, he stumbles into a lonely bar, called Pop's Place, and spills out his pathetic story to an elderly bartender. The sympathetic bartender offers the drifter the chance to avenge the stranger who left her pregnant and abandoned, on the condition that he join the "time traveller corps." Both of them enter a time machine and the bartender drops the drifter off in 1963. The drifter is strangely attracted to a young orphan girl, who subsequently becomes pregnant.

The bartender then goes forward 9 months, kidnaps the baby girl from the hospital, and drops the baby off in an orphanage back in 1945. Then the bartender drops off the thoroughly confused drifter in 1985, to enlist in the time traveller corps. The drifter eventually gets his life together and becomes respected and elderly member of the time traveller corps, and then disguises himself as a bartender and has his most difficult mission: a date with destiny, meeting a certain drifter at Pop's Place in 1970."

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"I've always had a terrible fear of being submerged completely in water. Not that I can't swim or anything. My dad made me learn; he said I almost drowned when I was really young.
I was afraid of it because, for as long as I can remember, whenever I am under water and look up at the surface I see a woman reaching down to me with a warm smile, with glowing golden hair and dark blue eyes. Even if its just in a bathtub. It wasn't an odd occurrance, it was every single time. Thinking about it after would freak me out, which is why I avoided it, but at the time she always made me feel like everything was alright.

I never told my dad about it as a kid, but I did ask him about my mom. He never wanted to talk about her. Sometimes he even got mad at me for trying too hard to bring it up.

It was only recently that I described this apparition to him. He nearly drove into a telephone pole; obviously he knew something. I asked him, again, about my mom. He still would say much, except that she died when I was very young, and that she loved me very much. He also admitted that her hair and eyes were those colors, just like mine.

So I did some research on my own, looking up her name for myself on my birth certificate and trying to find any references I could, any news clips about a boy nearly drowning, any thing. I mostly wanted a picture, something I could match to my guardian angel.

Today, burried in our town library, I found it. The article was about a psyche patient escaping and jumping off a bridge.

It turns out my mom spent the last two years of her life in a mental institution, starting right after I was born, after she tried to drown me in a bath tub."

In every world, there is an alternate land - It is filled with nothing but evil. There are treasures in it, but to get one is extremely dangerous and no one, if they even crossed over, has survived and returned to tell his tale. And there are 5 portals linking to it on our world.

Each of these "portals" are located anywhere in Asia, Europe, America, Africa and Australia. They are all the same, identical design - and all contain the exact same things inside. All of them are uninhabited. None of them show up on any maps, and no one who has ever attempted to chart them on a map has lived long enough to finish the job.

If you happen to be in one of these houses during a full moon day, you will experience an aura of creepiness, as if something undetectable by any means but gut feeling was watching you from every direction. You cannot enter the house on such a day, and you must spend the night there on the day before.

These buildings have two storeys, and there is one clock per storey. During the first half of the day, the clock on the first storey will glow an eerie green, and you will die if you touch it in that time. During the second half of the day, that clock will return to normal, but the clock on the second storey will display 13 hours instead of 12.

When the clock on the second storey strikes 13 hours, all windows in the house will close and become completely opaque, and the only entrance into the house will close and lock. During this period, you will hear the sound of extremely strong winds outside the house. If you touch the door, you will die.

666 minutes after the clock strikes 13, the windows will open and the door will be unlocked. Your landscape will looks perfectly normal, except for a completely black tree 15 meters in front of the house. You must return to the house before "13 o'clock" at "night" or else you will be stranded in that land for a month, as the house dissapears right in front of your eyes.

Go up to the tree and touch the longest branch, then close your eyes. After 10 seconds, you will hear horrible, agonizing screams. This will go on for 50 seconds, and if you open your eyes during this, you will go blind. If you open your eyes after the sounds stop, you will find yourself carrying an axe. Cut the tree branch off, and then a diamond of any size will fall out.

Pick up the diamond and close your eyes for at least 10 seconds. If you open your eyes in that ten second period, they will be gouged out. After that, open your eyes and you will see the branch has reattached itself. Do not cut it off again, or else your very own blood will spill out of that hole. There are other treasures in this forsaken place, but they are even harder to get.

If you stay in the house until "13 o'clock night" then you will transition back to the real world. You will get back at the 666th minute, and then you must not stay in the house for more than another 10 minutes, or the diamond you brought back with you will explode and kill you.

If you successfully give the diamond away to any person within a week, you will live, and whoever you sold it to must give it away again to another person within a week or else he or she will die. A pregnant woman who touches the diamond will miscarry, and any soon-to-be father who touches it will become sterile.

Do not look in any mirror which reflects the diamond. If you do, you will see it for what it truly is, and you will go insane from realizing the horrible truth of what you are carrying. This applies to everybody else who possesses it. It must always be in the possession of living person, or else it will shatter.

If you attempt to break it, you will release a soul so evil that everyone in the world will feel the horror of it devouring you. Then, as abdruptly as it came, it will dissapear if there are no living things around for a kilometer.

This applies to all artifacts that you may bring back from that terrible world.

No more than one person can be in the house during a transition, or else all of them will die and their souls trapped in such artifacts, which is the fate of all who die in a transition, or while in that dark land.

Oh and one note to anyone who survived this: Do not go back to that house or any other "Portal", and do not talk to any "black-eyed" person.....

[QUOTE="Technocactus"]

A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was ok, but the babysitter had one final request... she asked if she could cover up the angel statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, at the very least close the blinds, because it made her nervous. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call the police. We do not have an angel statue."

The police found all three of the house occupants dead within three minutes of the call. No angel staue was ever found.

banedonoes

this scared me

thers a same story but just with the clown instead of an Angel