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

I managed to find more of Ted's Cavers journel! Here it is guys 'n girls! Make sure you read the first parts at http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/index.html before.

The first half of the journey towards Floyd's Tomb passed in eerie silence. Joe didn't say much, and B was too juiced up on Prozac with his eyes on the road. And so it was down to me to break the ice. I decided it was time to question Joe about his experience in the cave, I asked him if he heard any strange sounds, seen anything, did the round boulder move? He wondered what I was going on about, turned out that while he was in the cave he had a text that his dog had died.

At last we arrived to the cave. Our climb down to the passage took a little longer then ever since we had all those guns and explosives to carry down. At one point B slipped and his Ak47 let off a few rounds, lucky no one was wounded, save for me, who was grating my chest down the jagged edges of the cliff because I love it. Once we got down the passage we were back at Floyds tomb once again.

I decided to let Joe go first, because I knew him the least. Borris J' Smith, urm I mean B had lost a lot of weight so he was now able to squeeze up behind me. I couldn't believe how easy Joe slipped through the passage, then I realised he was smothered head to toe in Vaseline. Clever trick. I was using the same 'slide my face across the hard rock while banging my head up and down on the ceiling tactic I always used.

Things were going pretty good until we reached the round rock. Once again I got a strange feeling, then I realised I had brought those jeans were the flies kept undoing themselves. We noticed the boulder had already been moved and the mysterious passage was revealed. A gust of wind suddenly filled our nostrils with that god awful stench again, it was worse then a tramps nut sack.

We ordered Joe to go first, he refused, but my firearm and B's Ak told him otherwise. Reluctantly he began to creep down the narrow passage. What happened then will haunt us for the rest of our lives, well mine and B's anyway. Because Joes face got eaten so he probably won't be all that bothered.

That's all I got sorry, I'm trying to find the rest of it but it's confidential stuff.

So everyone here is afraid of mirrors right? Like when it's dark and you walk past the mirror, making sure not to look at it in case something might be looking back... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wIGxKY5y6Mg

Red-XIII

"Have you ever just stared into the woods in the dead of night? What is it about their almost infinite black that keeps us looking? We stare securely from an open space, a beaten path or road maybe, into an endless sea of trees. I have always been convinced that there was much more to this than a creepy feeling. If it's just because it's dark outside, then why aren't we afraid we afraid of just about anything else at night? Certainly there are more dangerous places than woods, but then why would you much rather go there than the woods? It also can't be chalked up to dangerous animals. Then we would be just as scared during the day. And honestly, you aren't think about bears when your looking into that abyss.

It just doesn't add up. This fear is most illogical thing that I believe we all share in our psyche. There's just something in us, deep down whispering danger. I say whispering because I believe you all share with me some desire, to just run out there in some kind of ironman suit and confront what's so patiently waiting for us. We owe it something for staying there. Some times I wonder if it stares back in the same way, flirting with the idea of breaking the rules."

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

[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."

euliaeulia

yeah that is easily in the top 5 for this thread

I know this isn't necessairly a story (i'll find one later), but this image freaks me the hell out;

A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. When night approaches, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close.

She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.

In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.

Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.

Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO".

I don't have a story but I do have this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oS7MFHzXKM

This is not for the faint of heart. You have been warned.

A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. When night approaches, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close.

She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.

In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.

Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.

Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO".

euliaeulia

That's already been posted. I know you're eager to post some scary stories but read through the thread first.

bump for justice.

Let's bring back the fear baby

bump for justice.

Let's bring back the fear baby

cheeselover

Did I bring him back?:shock:

[QUOTE="euliaeulia"][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."

MikeV54

yeah that is easily in the top 5 for this thread

That one has been my favorite

I managed to find more of Ted's Cavers journel! Here it is guys 'n girls! Make sure you read the first parts at http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/index.html before.

The first half of the journey towards Floyd's Tomb passed in eerie silence. Joe didn't say much, and B was too juiced up on Prozac with his eyes on the road. And so it was down to me to break the ice. I decided it was time to question Joe about his experience in the cave, I asked him if he heard any strange sounds, seen anything, did the round boulder move? He wondered what I was going on about, turned out that while he was in the cave he had a text that his dog had died.

At last we arrived to the cave. Our climb down to the passage took a little longer then ever since we had all those guns and explosives to carry down. At one point B slipped and his Ak47 let off a few rounds, lucky no one was wounded, save for me, who was grating my chest down the jagged edges of the cliff because I love it. Once we got down the passage we were back at Floyds tomb once again.

I decided to let Joe go first, because I knew him the least. Borris J' Smith, urm I mean B had lost a lot of weight so he was now able to squeeze up behind me. I couldn't believe how easy Joe slipped through the passage, then I realised he was smothered head to toe in Vaseline. Clever trick. I was using the same 'slide my face across the hard rock while banging my head up and down on the ceiling tactic I always used.

Things were going pretty good until we reached the round rock. Once again I got a strange feeling, then I realised I had brought those jeans were the flies kept undoing themselves. We noticed the boulder had already been moved and the mysterious passage was revealed. A gust of wind suddenly filled our nostrils with that god awful stench again, it was worse then a tramps nut sack.

We ordered Joe to go first, he refused, but my firearm and B's Ak told him otherwise. Reluctantly he began to creep down the narrow passage. What happened then will haunt us for the rest of our lives, well mine and B's anyway. Because Joes face got eaten so he probably won't be all that bothered.

That's all I got sorry, I'm trying to find the rest of it but it's confidential stuff.

TristanShand

A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. When night approaches, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close.

She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.

In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.

Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches and a faint whining of a dog from under the bed. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.

Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "You shouldn't have looked".

With that she let out a scream as a shuffling noise came and a figure appeared from where she thought her dog had been. she tried to escape but it was too late.

euliaeulia

just recorrecting some parts to this legend

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."

syorks1

That's it, I'm leaving this thread now..

I found this True Shorty Story from a website.. I don't know if you'll find this crep,y buty I kinda' did..

Here goes..

"There's a bridge called "Covert's Crossing" or "Covert's Bridge" up in New Castle. A young couple had gotten married on Halloween. Around midnight, they were riding in a horse drawn carriage across the bridge at the same time a car was. The bridge was only one lane, so by the time they saw each other it was too late. Story has it that they crashed and the hubcap of the car flew off, decapitating the bride. The police never found her head or the body of the groom. Its been said that if you sit on the bridge on Halloween night around midnight, you can see the headless bride standing on some rocks in the river. However they don't know if she is looking for her head or her lost love. Submitted by Courtnie"

This has happened to my eldest brother when he was about 3 years old I guess.. yeah.. a TRUE INCIDENT!

My eldest brother was the only son of my parents when he was about 3 years old.. They lived in an area in Saudi Arabia (We are still in Saudi Arabia).. I don't really remember the name of that area but yeah, it still exists..

My brother always used to roam around the house because he had no siblings to play with.. he used to look at the balcony standing far away from it.. Suddenly, he used to start crying out loud as if he was very scared and worried. He used to tell my parents that he always saw someone standing there and staring at my brother!! My parents said it was nothing and he should forget about it, but then my brother started to hear some kinda sounds too while he used to see that "someone" staring at him.. he kept on crying almost everyday, then one day my parents realized that there was something strange going on in that house and shifted to another area..

Creepy right? I know.. aww my poor brother >.

"The Closet..

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 outside of the closet are on, 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."

Yesterday, after reading a bunch of scary stories from this thread, I went to sleep.. and guess what? This story about the closet was one of the stories I didn't read.. and yeah, I didnt know anything about this, and mymom was taking out some stuff from the closet while I was getting ready to sleep.. she left the doors of the closet open. On the closet doors, my dad has pinned a hanger kinda thing where my mom has kept some belts..hanging..

I wasn't sleepy at-all. so I dont know why, I started staring at the closet for a while.. and suddenly, I got a creepy feeling that something standing with the closet door is staring back at me.. But I didn't quit.. I was staring back.. then again, I felt something is staring harder.. that's when I got scared.. real scared.. and took my blanket over me.. Thank God my brother woke up at that time to drink water.. But when he moved from his bed, I didn't know it was him because I had the blanket all over me.. so I decided to take a peak out of the blanket.. I did, and it was my brother, he was looking very sleepy.. and I was like "... 0_0..." and I just threw away the blanket. and sighed. And I never looked back at the door of the closet and slept. It's still open now, and I just read this story now.. OMG am I scared or what.. I won't close the closet door now.. It's still open.. my computer is at the front of the closet.. Im looking back again and again.. and my brother's listening to music in the other room with some scary music in it.. lol.

Is this thread Dead?? NOOOO!! Please make it come to live.. wake up people!! Keep posting!

I'm still alive! I was about to post but I just received a phonecall from my deceased brother asking me to log into Age of Conan! Omg!! But seriously, I like to hear about peoples creepy stories. Those moments where you get a sudden feeling of not wanting to be in a room alone anymore, you gotta get down the stairs fast, no time to wash your hands. Don't look in the landing mirror on the way down, what the... The towel just fell off the rail, don't look back, keep going down the stairs. Just don't look back.

By the way that picture before my post. If she has run out of sanitation products she shouldn't be shy to ask i'm sure someone would be so kind.

Is this thread Dead?? NOOOO!! Please make it come to live.. wake up people!! Keep posting!

Purplex777

Please no..

Last year I was on a plane and 2 things creeped me out:

1. Before takeoff, The Postal Service's "Such Great Heights" was playing on the radio.
2. During flight, I was playing Trauma Center on my DS and I was up to Operation No. 16, Miracle at 9,800ft.

i know a lot of creepy stories here is some:

1: it was the night of the school play, of course i always arrive late( i am an actor) and saw two of my friends with pale faces i just asked them what's the matter of course this wasn't our first play but they looked pretty scared and told me that:

they went upstairs just to check the classrooms and hang out a while, but when they reached the hallway they saw a long man with shagy hair and glowing red eyes was laughing of course they ran away they told the teacher who told them not to go at night again.

2:i was in my room doing nothing but nothing and suddenly i heared a scream, i didn't really care i thought it was the neighbours, at night dad told me to run the car outside and wait for him because he lost the remote and can't open it, so i stayed with the windws open it was a pretty hot day, suddenly i heared the pretty same scream, now i was really creeped out, after then i went upstairs and went to my room and didn't light it because the window was opened( people could see from outside the window if the lights were on) and when i just was going to light it i heared the same scream i looked at the window it was closed and there was noway i hear someone even if he was next to the window......

3: there was a group of people went to a an old fashiond jappenese hotel which was once a house for a rich family, their room was the last in the hallway but when they were about to sleep they heared knocking and scratching from the wall. they informed the hotel recpitionist and told them that this house was for a rich family and they closed the hallway on the last room for an unknown reason, they destroyed that wall and saw a door closed by wood, they broke in and saw the room in chaos, on the wall was writting in red" father let me out here" they knew from the smell that the writting was by blood

4: there was someone waiting for a train next to him a pale women wearing a red old dress with uncombed hair and dirty make-up staring at nothing, he just looked at her and thought that she could be a ghost or somethig like it, suddenly the women gazed at him wth horror and said" how did you know??"

5: there was someone who just moved in to a faraway city in a faraway apartment building which was empty because it's far too far, there was only one neighbour for him, sadly he never seen his neighbours, he wakes early to reach to his work in time and returnes late, everyday at 1 to 2 a.m. he heares his neighbour's baby cying, that went for years and he still heares the baby crying, he had enough, didn't that baby grow? so he told his landlord about the baby and the landlord looked at him at surprise " but the neighbours don't have a baby!" and that man kept hearing the baby cries.

if you sleep i am gonna suicide and haunt you forever

All mirrors are actually windows to another world. This world cannot be reached, and shouldn't be reached, as all our mirror-selves are extremely malicious. Try watching the edge of the mirror after sneaking into a room. The images we see in the mirror are the pure incarnates of evil. They are only allowed to exist in the area reflected in the glass. They only come to exist, though, once a person has gazed into them. To them, life is like a never-ending hell, rotting away in the same room day after day. The only release from this purgatory is death, and the only way for them to die, is if you die. They are bound by a code, though. You are their master, and they must mirror your every movement and expression. To do otherwise would break an unbreakable law, unraveling existence. However, there is a loophole, and it can only be triggered by you. To force them into error is to free them from their contract; by letting them out of your view. Know this: when you watch them, they're watching you back. They're watching. And they're thinking. There was a time, though, when things weren't always like this...

^ Argh, evil image. Scared the poo out of me >_>

Great thread. Shouldn't have clicked on it so late though. I have been tracking it since the start.

i'll never look at a mirror again neither will i sleep, i need the toilet badly and i am so afraid to go alone, and today my brother (the roommate) had to go outside the town for claiming a prize. and guess what, it was supposed to be a week ago but they had to make this week and make it this day, and it's the same day that i started reading, THEY had to get rid of him to kill me! if i didn't post by tommorow it's all your fault because what really atractts THEM is the scared heartes and GHOST STORIES.

so before i die i will say this:

a boy hurt his head at school so he stayed at the nurse room, the nurse left him for nature calls, then a boy looked from the opened window and started a conversation with him like normal people, the boy said that he had to leave now and went away in the same momment the nurse came, when he got out the nurse shouted from the window and told him not to forget about the medicine, when he looked back he gasped at horror, the window was upstairs on the third floor with no possible feethold, so how the hell did the boy stand ?

by the way i am really creeped out i feel that something is grabbing my feet and i always carry them up because i am afraid something will grab me and suck me under the table, bed, chair, and i won't watch TV either. of course i know alot of spooky scary stories that made me unable to sleep because every time i close my eyes in the darkness i see things, a lot of things and i had a tough experince with it especally when i was a kid, still i don't wanna remmember any of the scary stiories i know because i really get scared and i locked up all of the scary things in my mind and i just can't take them out and i feel that my whole brain stops me honestly.

i just hate myself because i know alot and feares more, we should post about alien stories as well.

Awesome stories people!! Keep on posting ;)

Creepy Facts!!!

1. If the flame of a candle flickers and then turns blue, there's a spirit in the room.

2. If a bird flies through your house, it indicates important news. If it can't get out, the news will be death.

3. If you feel a chill up your spine, someone is walking on your future grave.

4. A bat in the house is a sign of death.

5. If a person experiences great horror, their hair turns white.

The one that creeped me out So-Bad..

6.Every time you exhale, a little bit of your soul escapes. Luckily, you almost always inhale it back before anyone else gets to it. Almost.

...Ever fogged up a mirror with your breath? Don't do that.

The Golden Hand
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

The Hairy Toe
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

The Bloodstain
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

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.

ferret837

Does anyone find the urban legend ones scary? Like the tv static one or the mirror ones? I personally think they're the weakest and I much prefer the anecdotes.super_mario_128

[QUOTE="super_mario_128"]Does anyone find the urban legend ones scary? Like the tv static one or the mirror ones? I personally think they're the weakest and I much prefer the anecdotes.syorks1

Good anecdotes are hard to find. Most of them are something along the lines of 'omg i saw a gh0st and i waz scared!!!"