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

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^ Hungry_bunny's avatar blinks :(

It kinda scares me...

mechwarrior_bob

lol it scared me the 1st time when I saw it outta corner of eye and uh *bumps* it's almost dark again so...yeah :)

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In Gjoberdik, a small fisherman's village in the country of Bulgaria, on the dawn of January the first everyone closes their curtains and hold their breath for half a minute. Hours after the craze of midnight's celebrations, children look questioning at their worried parents, but can not help to shiver in the embrace of their shaking parents.

One can hear the sound of bells being struck exactly 25 times last year, in this short timespan. The nearest church however, is over 32 miles away. You will find no one out on the streets in these faithful 30 seconds, and even the birds will stop whistling.

Some have gone out of their houses, roaring boldly in disbelief of this century old tradition. On the first sunset of this year, two people gambled their fate in the very first rays of sunlight.

The next dawn, the bells will be struck 27 times.

Man that media player thing creeps me out, i wanna try it but I'm too much of a wimp (also the video has even taken down)

Also I saw a video on Youtube wehre if you do a bunch of crap on your computer pictures of aliens pop upp and a voice says "Join mr. Gates" or something like that, creepy.

This one is actually more gross than creepy in my opinion.

We all love Halloween, mostly for the free candy. But there is a cursed one, every year, who's luck has run out on this day. If that person has a watch on, they will notice that, suddenly, the time is 6:66. If this should happen to you, run into a church, find the pastor, and follow his instructions.

If you fail to do this, you will notice all sounds disappear, anything that was alive near you has disappeared as well, and a dense fog will consume the area. And then, from this fog, a man will approach you. He wears a gray suit and a bowler hat, and he wields a black cane with a human skull adorned at the top. You are already almost guaranteed death at this point, but whatever you do, DO NOT ASK ABOUT THE SKULL! His grin will widen, and unspeakable pain will tear throughout your body for the rest of eternity.

If you do not do anything, you will be sent back to the world of the living. However, your skin will slowly peel off, but nobody can see it except for you. Do not try to get help, or you will be locked inside an insane asylum, and the creatures waiting there are far worse than what awaits you at the end of the week...

If you want to live, simply ask him "What do you have for me?" The man's grin will fade, but only for a moment. He will then quickly respond with "Would you like a trick, or a treat?" Responding with "trick", will release you from this place. However, horrible luck will follow you until you die, a slow painful death. If you respond with "treat", he will reveal a bag. Do not look within the bag, or the thing within will devour you.

If you stand still, and wait without making a noise, the man will produce a baby. The man will tell you, that this is your child. He will then hand it to you. Do not walk away yet, for this game has only just begun. The man will tell you about this child's life, in great detail. This may take several days, but you must stand there until he is finished. When he is finished, he will order you to devour the child.

Failure to do so will cause the child to erupt in flames, and your body will slowly be engulfed by the flames. If you choose to eat your child, you must do so quickly. The baby's screams will surely kill your resolve in no time. When you are finished, the man will pat your shoulder. Do not remove his hand, or all of this would have been for naught.

When he instructs you (And not a moment sooner), look into his eyes. Stare deep into them, until you are lost within them. Suddenly, you will find yourself back in your own home, with all the lights off. You can turn them on if you like, but I don't think you need to see the man watching you... If you have lived this far, there are a few things you should know.

1). After this ordeal, you will be able to tell when death is near, for you or somebody close to you.
2). Your first child will be stillborn. Also, if you are ever alone in a dark room, you can hear the child screaming, and crying, asking why his daddy/mommy ate him...
3). At the latest, by every Halloween, you must feast upon a living child, or you will die. If you have more children, you will be forced to devour them, as well.

...I forgot to mention, do not run away from the man. If you do, you will discover there is something else beyond the fog... And one last word of warning, you must NEVER EVER, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES HAVE ANOTHER CHILD! For it will learn of your taste for children, and seek revenge. The child will incapacitate you by either tying you down while you're sleeping, or cutting of your legs first. Your child will then begin to eat you, slowly working it's way up, avoiding any vital spots, leaving you alive up until the very end.

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."

Fortier

Last for the night, from me anyway......

Open your closet, don't turn on the light. Make sure you have one match with you. Step inside and close the door. If the lights are on outside of the closet this will not work. Nor will it work if it is daylight. The only room you need is enough for slight mobility.

Stand in the darkness for about two minutes, since that's all that's needed. Now, take the match and hold it in front of you and say, "Show me the light or leave me in darkness." If you begin hearing whispers light the match immediately. If you don't hear anything, and the match doesn't ignite on it's own then don't turn around. If you light the match too late or not at all after hearing whispers, something will grab you from behind and pull you into what seems like a forever fall into darkness.

If you do manage to light the match in time and nothing happens after, open the door slowly and get out, then close the door but do not look inside. From then on, never look inside your closet without the light on at all. Some say if you leave your closet open during the night you can see the demon watching you with two red eyes that glow like matches.

Man that media player thing creeps me out, i wanna try it but I'm too much of a wimp (also the video has even taken down)

Also I saw a video on Youtube wehre if you do a bunch of crap on your computer pictures of aliens pop upp and a voice says "Join mr. Gates" or something like that, creepy.

Half-Life_man

Link? It sounds awesome though (the Mr. Gates thing)...the media player thing I'm going to try tonight on itunes first time I had to go to bed early for a ortho appointment at 5 ugh...

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Also I saw a video on Youtube wehre if you do a bunch of crap on your computer pictures of aliens pop upp and a voice says "Join mr. Gates" or something like that, creepy.

mechwarrior_bob

Link? It sounds awesome though (the Mr. Gates thing)...the media player thing I'm going to try tonight on itunes first time I had to go to bed early for a ortho appointment at 5 ugh...

here it is, but its most likely fake (see date, lol)

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

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I love folklore/urban legends as well.

On any night with a full moon, open up iTunes, winamp, windows media player, or whatever you may use to listen to music on the computer. Put the player on shuffle, and at exactly 12:00 AM, start shuffling through your songs. Eventually, the player will land on a file called "This is your problem now.mp3"

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Hungry_bunny

:cry:STOP posting those pics theyre scaring the s*** outta me.:cry:newman12-18

isnt that the whole point of this thread?

When I was about ten years old, four older friends and I decided to check it out. We walked for hours and when we finally arrived, it was almost dark. We started walking around and nothing seemed out of place. The air was getting very heavy and we heard a strange noise from an old, rotted tree. As we got near it, the tree started shaking. We all got really scared and ran. Later on, we found out that it was one of our friends playing a prank on us.

We were laughing when suddenly the old grave keeper showed up. He said "Boys, I know you are all just here to have fun and fool around, but please understand that horrible things happen here! I live in that house over there (about 100 feet from the cemetery), and every night that those high school punks come and drink and make their mess, weird things begin to happen. Last time there were loud voices and someone was knocking on my door at 2:00 am. I thought it was those punks, but no one was there. I am very tired and I really would like to sleep tonight, so if you have no business here, please leave." We felt bad for the poor old guy and left.

We never returned to that place until I was seventeen. I was with my high school punk friends in a truck, and we were looking for the old cemetery. After ten years, the place had really changed and we were having trouble finding the cemetery. The trail was wet and muddy and there were so many of us that the truck got stuck in the mud. When we got out of the truck, we soon found out that we were inside the cemetery.

My friend left the truck in neutral so we could push it, when suddenly the truck began moving by itself. After we saw that, we were so scared that we just got in the truck and drove off. When we finally decided to stop, we noticed that the truck was marked with tiny foot and hand prints all over. Then the grave keeper showed up and said "I remember you, you don't understand what is going on, do you?" The spirits will chase you for a long time."

I really didn't pay much attention to what he said until I later learned that there hadn't been any grave keeper there for years. I got really freaked out when my friends started telling me that I looked different. The said they would run into me and I would have a disturbing, "evil" look in my eyes. The weird part is that I was never even at the place and time they would tell me they saw me.

One of my friends said he chased me all the way into a dead-end alley, and that I would just disappear without a trace. Even my girlfriend said she would sometimes see me near her house, dressed in black, with a disturbing glare, when I was actually out somewhere drinking, with someone else.

My sister says that sometimes she hears me when I get home, and watches me open the door and go into the living room with the light turned off. She would see me lay down on the sofa from across the hall, and suddenly I would begin ripping my clothes off like some wild animal. When she turns the light on, there's no one there. Hours later, I would arrive home, leave my keys on the table and go to my room. All of this happens as if someone, or something was imitating me -- like a mimic.

A teenage girl, popular, rich, and happy, was walking through a store with her mom and saw a beautiful porcelain doll, which would look great with her collection. She demanded that her mother buy it for her. He mother agreed, and got it for her.

As soon as the girl returned home, she unpacked the doll and set it on a stand above her bed. She then left her room and went out with her friends. When she got home, it was late and she was tired. She went to her room, put on her pajama's and tucked herself into bed.

When she woke up the next morning, she saw a note attached to her lamp beside her bed. It was from her mother, telling her they'd be out of town until next Sunday. She yawned and noticed that her cheek was sore, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She got dressed and went to school.

This went on for a few days until she woke up and her cheek was extremely sore. She decided she'd check it out in a minute or two, then went about her room, picking out what she would wear. She finally decided and walked over to her full body mirror and noticed a large, uglylump on her cheek.

Figuring it was a pimple, she squeezed it... and felt something moving. All of the sudden, spiders began pulling themselves out of the lump. She screamed, but since there was no one home in her huge house, nobody heard her. She tore at the spiders but there were millions... and she died of the poison in their bites.

Apparently... there was a nest of spiders in the porcelain doll she'd gotten.

Possibly the best thread ever. :)

Not had too many experiences of the paranormal. Only once have I "thought" to have seen a ghost, but it could've been my eyes playing tricks on me.

I was soundly sleeping in my room one night, about five years ago. I was suddenly awoken from a loud noise, coming from outside. Since my curtains were drawn, I was unable to see what had caused the noise at the time. I sat there for a bit, waking up and wondering what the hell had made the noise. Eventually, I got down from my bed to open the curtains. And there "it" was. A silhouette of a small boy, he looked almost victorian from the look of his clothes. His facial features unable to be distinguished except for the two blue eyes. Staring straight up at me, as I stood there frozen. After about 3 seconds, I shut my curtains with great speed and ran towards my bed. Hiding under the covers. I dare not go downstairs at night anymore, for fear of seeing that boy... through the window.

My dad has also had one "feeling" of a paranormal presence.

About 20 years ago, my father was staying at a friend's house for a while. During the middle of the night, he awoke with a need to use the toilet. To get to the bathroom, he had to quietly walk through the kid's room. He quietly was able to reach the bathroom and do what he needed. As he exited the bathroom, and into the kid's room, he was suddenly stopped. There was nothing in front of him, yet it had felt as if almost he had walked into someone or a brick wall. He stood there a little baffled for a few moments, he then continued to walk towards the stairs. As he reached the middle of the stairs, he felt as if someone was watching him, from atop the staircase. He slowly continued to walk down the stairs, daring not to turn his head back. Unable to think what could possibly be watching him. He went to sleep a little uneased that night...

My father's friend moved out of the house shortly, as after doing some research after my father had told him of his experience. Apparently, and old woman had mysteriously died in the house. No blood or evidence of murder was found, but there were reports of sounds and things moving in the house late at night. Seems that there are haunted houses after all...

The rain is just pouring down. It doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. Amy notices she is running low on fuel aswell so pulls into the next gas store. She looks around to see who's around. Its almost midnight so she can't be too careful. Inside she can see a weird hunch back man peering at her with his beady eyes.

She shudders as his eyes run across his body. Throwing on a jacket she climbs quickly out of the car and straight to the pump. Filling up her gas she keeps one eye on the man. The man is now eyeing up the back of the car. Why won't he stop staring? She rushes back into the car as the man opens the door and moves over to her.

"What do you want!" She shouts to be heard over the rain. He holds out his hand and points to the sign showing the price of fuel. She looks through her purse and lowers her window slightly. She hands over her card and the man waddles off back into his store. She takes a deep breath and wipes down the water her jacket is covered in. She goes to turn on the radio when..

BAAM! At her window BAM! She turns around quickly to see what the fuss is and is faced by the man. "Inside.. now.." The man spoke weakly "your bank .. want word" She smiles at him as if to say yes and he goes back. She delves straight into her bag and pulls out the mase. She bravely follows him in and walks over to the phone. He waits behind her as she picks up the reciever.

The phone is dead..

She doesn't dare look behind her. She turns abprutly and pushes past him. She makes it to her car but can't get her keys out quick enough. She can hear his footsteps behind her. "There.. wait.." The man shouted. She breaks her window and prizes open the car door. She climbs in and drives off before he can do anything.

"Waaait! He's there!" The man screamed in terror. Meanwhile..

Her nerves are shot so she turns on the radio. She takes to deep breaths and adjusts her mirror. What.. How? IS that what he said?

She noticed a dark shadow behind her as an axe swung taking her head clean off.

The rain is just pouring down. It doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. Amy notices she is running low on fuel aswell so pulls into the next gas store. She looks around to see who's around. Its almost midnight so she can't be too careful. Inside she can see a weird hunch back man peering at her with his beady eyes.

She shudders as his eyes run across his body. Throwing on a jacket she climbs quickly out of the car and straight to the pump. Filling up her gas she keeps one eye on the man. The man is now eyeing up the back of the car. Why won't he stop staring? She rushes back into the car as the man opens the door and moves over to her.

"What do you want!" She shouts to be heard over the rain. He holds out his hand and points to the sign showing the price of fuel. She looks through her purse and lowers her window slightly. She hands over her card and the man waddles off back into his store. She takes a deep breath and wipes down the water her jacket is covered in. She goes to turn on the radio when..

BAAM! At her window BAM! She turns around quickly to see what the fuss is and is faced by the man. "Inside.. now.." The man spoke weakly "your bank .. want word" She smiles at him as if to say yes and he goes back. She delves straight into her bag and pulls out the mase. She bravely follows him in and walks over to the phone. He waits behind her as she picks up the reciever.

The phone is dead..

She doesn't dare look behind her. She turns abprutly and pushes past him. She makes it to her car but can't get her keys out quick enough. She can hear his footsteps behind her. "There.. wait.." The man shouted. She breaks her window and prizes open the car door. She climbs in and drives off before he can do anything.

"Waaait! He's there!" The man screamed in terror. Meanwhile..

Her nerves are shot so she turns on the radio. She takes to deep breaths and adjusts her mirror. What.. How? IS that what he said?

She noticed a dark shadow behind her as an axe swung taking her head clean off.

Strider_91

She got owned :)

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The rain is just pouring down. It doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. Amy notices she is running low on fuel aswell so pulls into the next gas store. She looks around to see who's around. Its almost midnight so she can't be too careful. Inside she can see a weird hunch back man peering at her with his beady eyes.

She shudders as his eyes run across his body. Throwing on a jacket she climbs quickly out of the car and straight to the pump. Filling up her gas she keeps one eye on the man. The man is now eyeing up the back of the car. Why won't he stop staring? She rushes back into the car as the man opens the door and moves over to her.

"What do you want!" She shouts to be heard over the rain. He holds out his hand and points to the sign showing the price of fuel. She looks through her purse and lowers her window slightly. She hands over her card and the man waddles off back into his store. She takes a deep breath and wipes down the water her jacket is covered in. She goes to turn on the radio when..

BAAM! At her window BAM! She turns around quickly to see what the fuss is and is faced by the man. "Inside.. now.." The man spoke weakly "your bank .. want word" She smiles at him as if to say yes and he goes back. She delves straight into her bag and pulls out the mase. She bravely follows him in and walks over to the phone. He waits behind her as she picks up the reciever.

The phone is dead..

She doesn't dare look behind her. She turns abprutly and pushes past him. She makes it to her car but can't get her keys out quick enough. She can hear his footsteps behind her. "There.. wait.." The man shouted. She breaks her window and prizes open the car door. She climbs in and drives off before he can do anything.

"Waaait! He's there!" The man screamed in terror. Meanwhile..

Her nerves are shot so she turns on the radio. She takes to deep breaths and adjusts her mirror. What.. How? IS that what he said?

She noticed a dark shadow behind her as an axe swung taking her head clean off.

Vampire_Turtle

She got owned :)

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The rain is just pouring down. It doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. Amy notices she is running low on fuel aswell so pulls into the next gas store. She looks around to see who's around. Its almost midnight so she can't be too careful. Inside she can see a weird hunch back man peering at her with his beady eyes.

She shudders as his eyes run across his body. Throwing on a jacket she climbs quickly out of the car and straight to the pump. Filling up her gas she keeps one eye on the man. The man is now eyeing up the back of the car. Why won't he stop staring? She rushes back into the car as the man opens the door and moves over to her.

"What do you want!" She shouts to be heard over the rain. He holds out his hand and points to the sign showing the price of fuel. She looks through her purse and lowers her window slightly. She hands over her card and the man waddles off back into his store. She takes a deep breath and wipes down the water her jacket is covered in. She goes to turn on the radio when..

BAAM! At her window BAM! She turns around quickly to see what the fuss is and is faced by the man. "Inside.. now.." The man spoke weakly "your bank .. want word" She smiles at him as if to say yes and he goes back. She delves straight into her bag and pulls out the mase. She bravely follows him in and walks over to the phone. He waits behind her as she picks up the reciever.

The phone is dead..

She doesn't dare look behind her. She turns abprutly and pushes past him. She makes it to her car but can't get her keys out quick enough. She can hear his footsteps behind her. "There.. wait.." The man shouted. She breaks her window and prizes open the car door. She climbs in and drives off before he can do anything.

"Waaait! He's there!" The man screamed in terror. Meanwhile..

Her nerves are shot so she turns on the radio. She takes to deep breaths and adjusts her mirror. What.. How? IS that what he said?

She noticed a dark shadow behind her as an axe swung taking her head clean off.

RabidChocobo1

She got owned :)

Its an urban legend. Not real :P

Woot.....this thread is back :DHonenheim

My friend gave me a link from my discussion of whether Gore or Psychological was the best way to scare people.

Read some of 'em like the Hotel Room story and was a little to scared to sleep. Glad to see it's back also. ;)

Alright, here's another one that another friend experienced recently.

He was up the coast of Sydney at a small town near the beach on Uni break with fellow students. They were staying in a bunch of cabins right up on the beach front. One particular night, they all decided that spend the evening down at the beach until the gloomy hours of the morning. It was 1am when my friend was outside on the road between the beach and the cabins. The streets were pitch black, as there were no streetlights, save for the dim glow of the full moon. He was heading across the road from the beach and back towards the cabins where a few others were.

As he was crossing the street, he saw from under the shadow of a large tree, two girls walking along the road. It first, it didn't strike him as odd. Here were these two girls going for a stroll at 1 am in a deserted holiday park. They both had no shoes on, and oddly they were dressed in night gowns - one black and one white. And despite the lack of light under the umbra of a tree, he could see them clearly approaching him in the middle of the street.

They walked up to him, giggling to each other and greeted him. He said hi to them and asked them where abouts they lived. They pointed over towards the cabins and said "Oh, we live just around the corner there."
He replied, "Oh ok" and turned to make his way back to his cabin. The girls continued laughing to themselves.
He turned around again to face them... and they were gone.

By now he was panicking. The girls were nowhere in sight and it was a decent walk between the bushes on one side of the road and the cabins on the other. There was no way in that space of time they could have run off without him noticing. Furthermore, it struck him that he and his friends were the only ones staying in the cabins. He distinctly remembered the cabins around the corner were abandoned and there wasn't another house in sight! Not wasting another minute, he ran back to his own cabin to the security of his friends.

A few hours later, one of the girls came back from the beach and said to him "I saw the coolest thing outside your cabin! There was a black cat and a white cat sitting on your doorstep!". Needless to say, my friend was freaked out.

Red-XIII

Lol, i'd been exspecting a picture since the first one...

Its an urban legend. Not real :P

Actually a few urban legends have been made true by so-called "loonies" killing or setting up something try and make themselves heard of. i'll try find some articles of true urban legends.

I thought this thread was dead...

Anyway. So every year me and my class sleeps in the school for one night. I decided to play a prank on em. Since evryone belives that the school is haunted I decide to wear my swamp monster costume that also doubles as a ghiliie suit. I waited in the soccer field in the pitch of night patiently waiting for em to come. The silence was what was so creepy about the place. I would hear the occasional whistle but I would assume that is my imagination. So now I just lie there. Patiently under big mango tree and wait for them to appear since I hace good night vision. When they arrived I silently waited for em to come close to me and made all the creepy noises you would expect. When they were near enough I let them pass then I stood up and grabbed my nearest classmate and then dropped back down. :lol: Their faces were gold. It was after they left that was the creepy part... I heard noises that were NOT any of my creepy noises...

This never fails not to freak me out even though I know it's fake: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6eXUTyZ_Jc

A while ago at school, I read this thing saying that if you say the name of someone who has died whilst looking at a mirror, you will see the dead persons reflection instead of your own. Well at school me and my friends Robin and Adam decided to try it in the school bathroom. We turned all the lights off and Robin did it first. He saw his deceased grandfather in the mirror, but his eyes were gouged out. Adam and I were to scared to do it so we just left. Robin didn't come to school the next day. When he came back to school we asked him what happened. He said that his Grandfather kept on appearing to him, with maggots in his face, and telling Robin to come with him. Robin always wore a crucifix from then on.felixlynch777

Creepy and Disgusting... :shock:

*Thunder Strikes*

The next post of a scary story, shall gain a cookie!

This thread is AWSOME!!!!!!syorks1

Damn right!

Every child fears under their bed. If they don't, they fear the closet, or maybe that little crack in the almost closed door.

Scientists know that children are more perceptive, they see things adults don't. They aren't yet tethered into only accepting what society wants them to accept. They see what is truly there.

They see the monsters.

If you were to borrow a child's eyes and see through them for a night, you would go insane. To be able to see what you only dimly remember, burrowing into your covers while wearing those train pajamas, hoping to a God you can barely comprehend that "it" doesn't see you back...would drive an adult crazy. Because Adults forget the rules.

1)Cover yourself. If you can't see it, it can't see you. Even if it makes it harder to breathe.

2) Don't make a noise. Every whimper can lead to destruction.

3) Don't move. It attracts their attention.

4) Only light can make them go away. Bright light. Flashlights make it worse.

Teens are caught in the middle. They still feel what's there, but they cannot see... and they forget the rules....

Why do you think there are so many insomniacs typing at their computers, subconsciously praying the light from their monitor will be enough to keep -them- away? .....

It's not. Now look behind you with a child's eyes and try not to scream.

Every child fears under their bed. If they don't, they fear the closet, or maybe that little crack in the almost closed door.

Scientists know that children are more perceptive, they see things adults don't. They aren't yet tethered into only accepting what society wants them to accept. They see what is truly there.

They see the monsters.

If you were to borrow a child's eyes and see through them for a night, you would go insane. To be able to see what you only dimly remember, burrowing into your covers while wearing those train pajamas, hoping to a God you can barely comprehend that "it" doesn't see you back...would drive an adult crazy. Because Adults forget the rules.

1)Cover yourself. If you can't see it, it can't see you. Even if it makes it harder to breathe.

2) Don't make a noise. Every whimper can lead to destruction.

3) Don't move. It attracts their attention.

4) Only light can make them go away. Bright light. Flashlights make it worse.

Teens are caught in the middle. They still feel what's there, but they cannot see... and they forget the rules....

Why do you think there are so many insomniacs typing at their computers, subconsciously praying the light from their monitor will be enough to keep -them- away? .....

It's not. Now look behind you with a child's eyes and try not to scream.

Red-XIII

That's true, and yeah I tried my best to keep the thread alive. I know other people concentrated also :)

I'm a teen, and yes that's exactly how I feel. After seeing a ghost, it leaves you scarred with you huge paranoia.

[QUOTE="Red-XIII"]

Every child fears under their bed. If they don't, they fear the closet, or maybe that little crack in the almost closed door.

Scientists know that children are more perceptive, they see things adults don't. They aren't yet tethered into only accepting what society wants them to accept. They see what is truly there.

They see the monsters.

If you were to borrow a child's eyes and see through them for a night, you would go insane. To be able to see what you only dimly remember, burrowing into your covers while wearing those train pajamas, hoping to a God you can barely comprehend that "it" doesn't see you back...would drive an adult crazy. Because Adults forget the rules.

1)Cover yourself. If you can't see it, it can't see you. Even if it makes it harder to breathe.

2) Don't make a noise. Every whimper can lead to destruction.

3) Don't move. It attracts their attention.

4) Only light can make them go away. Bright light. Flashlights make it worse.

Teens are caught in the middle. They still feel what's there, but they cannot see... and they forget the rules....

Why do you think there are so many insomniacs typing at their computers, subconsciously praying the light from their monitor will be enough to keep -them- away? .....

It's not. Now look behind you with a child's eyes and try not to scream.

Vampire_Turtle

That's true, and yeah I tried my best to keep the thread alive. I know other people concentrated also :)

I'm a teen, and yes that's exactly how I feel. After seeing a ghost, it leaves you scarred with you huge paranoia.

These are some of the scariest videos I've seen on Youtube. You've been warned.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY2X-U8gnU4&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DP-TOoqBWU&feature=related

My browser is acting really strange right now, and isn't letting me make links. I'll try to remember to fix these later on.

Edit: finally. Watch them nao.

Do you know what happens when you're not looking? Quantum physics says that it's impossible to predict what will happen on a subatomic level. At our level, sure, things average out due to statistics, but even then there's a chance, no matter how tiny, that anything could happen. That would be fine, except for the second point of quantum physics, which is that the state of a system depends on an observer. If there's no one watching, every possible future exists at once. Only once you look is one chosen and the others banished. So... think about what that means. Even at an everyday level, everything had a tiny chance of happening. And as long as no one's watching, every tiny chance *really exists*. Every time you look at something, or turn on a light, you solidify one of those chances, and maybe, just maybe, something totally beyond comprehension could pop into being.

So those monsters you imagine behind you, or in that dark corner you can't quite see into? They exist.

One morning in 1986, Chernobyl's reactor #4 exploded, spreading radioactive fallout across Ukraine. At least, that's the official story.

The true story is one of the greatest cover-ups history has ever known.

In the late 1960s, a small group of people discovered a hole in the ground in the Chernobyl area, and, curious, descended into it. They returned and told their friends of an immense underground cavern. A few days later, these people, along with a few additional helpers, packed whatever hiking gear they could get their hands on, as well as some makeshift climbing gear that was comprised of little more than old ropes and small pulleys. The group was not heard from again.
After their disappearance, a rescue team was sent to search for them. Only a few members returned to the surface. The rescue team had advanced in increments, with one portion of the team remaining farther behind while the other continued inwards. The few survivors had been in one of the groups hanging behind. They were badly shaken (one was later institutionalized), and were not entirely sure of what they had seen. As time progressed, they began to rationalize the experience, and details became even less clear. They all were able to agree on a few things, though: they had entered what initially appeared to be a small cave that quickly expanded into a massive cavern. Past that, it expanded into what appeared to be giant, bottomless expanse. The cavern continued in many directions, and the team's progress was very slow. At this point, their accounts become uncertain. At first officials thought perhaps they had hallucinated, or were simply shaken by the immensity of the cavern and had become easily influenced by vague impressions and half-seen likenesses in rocks and stalagmites. But some of the details were too coincidental to have been mere hallucinations.

Whatever the case, one thing was certain: The rest of the team was dead. If any had survived whatever horrors they suddenly encountered, they were far beyond help inside that chasm.

Construction of the nuclear power plant began in 1970. The plant itself was operational, including reactor #4. Underneath it, however, the Russian military was establishing a bare-bones base of operations to explore the vast expanse that had been uncovered beneath the area.

Over the years, this base became better equipped, and expeditions began to push farther inside the cavern. It was eventually revealed to be a massive network of deep chasms and caves. Some were so deep that the military had yet to find a bottom. Details were wisely hidden from the public.
Despite the training given to exploration teams sent into the network, and despite the fact that the teams sent in were progressively more heavily armed, many people still disappeared inside the network. Details are fuzzy, but it is apparent that some were lost in the network's vast expanses. Some fell to their deaths. Others were trapped or lost on treks into unexplored areas.

Others still died more... questionable deaths. Very few corpses were recovered from disastrous expeditions, and some that were brought back were damaged in such a way that suggested mauling. Stories abounded of explorers being *taken* by vaguely described creatures. Morale was maintained on the base, but barely, or at the cost of mental stability. However regular proceedings were within the base, there were always whispers in dark corners of indescribable expanses, strange architectures, and things, movements, viewed out of the corners of eyes.

No organic remains were found nearby. In the center, however, is a strange mechanism that appears to be a door of some sort. There are photographs of explorers working various parts of the stone contraption, and even of a cracked door, nothing but inky blackness beyond the gap in the stone.

What follows are a few blurry pictures showing movement and splashes of unsettling colors, and pictures of explorers bearing bizarre wounds. Others still have been dismembered or disemboweled. Large portions of typed reports are missing, but what does exist chronicles the discovery. After the date stamped on the more disturbing pictures, the report indicates that exploration of that particular area ceased, and a stern warning that the temple was never to be opened again.

In late 1985/early 1986, a series of incidents took place at the base. Disappearances of personnel inside the cavern spiked suddenly, and there were even a small number of security breaches within the base itself. Details of these incidents are highly ****fied and guarded by the Russian government to this day. However, it is believed that organic matter was recovered from these breaches. Mental stability plummeted among explorers returning from deeper and longer pushes into the Network. In April 1986, reports indicate that there was a sudden, and urgent, recommendation by some of the officers at the base that the Network be sealed off from the outside.

On April 26th, the Soviet government demolished reactor #4, seeding the blast with radioactive material. The entire region was seeded, and later evacuated. Reactor 4 was sealed in a concrete sarcophagus on the surface. Underneath, many of the military base's functions were shut down. Barriers between the surface and the greater Network were erected.

There is still believed to still be a small presence at the base below Chernobyl, and it is speculated that periodic expeditions are made into the Network itself, though these are thought to only be of areas already documented and near to the surface. No deep treks have been made in years, and some areas deep inside the network underwent hasty demolition to seal them from known passages to the surface.

In the late 90s, exploration of the Network close to the surface was progressing normally. The only odd occurrence was of a phone call in '94. A worker under Chernobyl answered the call that appeared to be from a superior officer. He was briefed on an area of the Network that was supposedly to be explored soon. The worker took notes and later showed them to his superior, who was immediately suspicious. And with good reason. Some digging revealed that the name of the officer who had supposedly made the call was that of a Russian who had died 10 years earlier inside the Network.

[QUOTE="ferret837"]

This happened to me about three weeks ago....

One night right after falling asleep i woke up, and i looked at the clock, got up went to the bathroom and went back to bed. When i was about to fall asleep for what ever reason i opened up my eyes, and saw this black silhouette of a man standing in front of my door, i tried to move but couldn't, i even tried to scream, but couldn't. About 30 sec after seeing this blurry image i blacked out. When i woke up i was laying on the couch in my living room (not my bedroom.) it was crazy. I was like how the h*ll did i end up here. I have never sleep walked before, i hope this never happens again.

Whight_Knight

RaP3d !!!111

hahahahah that made me laugh rly hard..