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It was about 11- midnight when I missed a ride after a church service. Of course I panicked how to get home, I lived far from the place, now I had to walk home alone in the dark. I didn't walk home alone, I had to ask a friend if he could walk me home halfway that evening, and he did, but brought his friend along with him. So, we started out into the darkness, passed the graveyard. As we got to the school, they tell me they couldn't walk me all the way home, so from there I had to walk home alone. It always brings the shivers when I think about the night if someone asked "what was the scariest experience you've had in your life." As I was saying, I started walking but I didn't go too far, as I passed the lights and comes darkness again, I saw something that looked human but only saw half the body. I couldn't scream or run, I froze, stood there but it didn't move, when i finally could move a muscle I ran to the lights and knocked on one of the doors of a house. The girl let me in, spend the night there, I didn't tell anyone for a long time, only my grandmother. That's my story, u can believe it or not.
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thats cause devils is dave duh think about it guys lol
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My story:
I saw Scots abusing a sheep, and K abusing Scots in one fell swoop
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Okay, this is original:
A friend told me of their place before in a small province. She had this girl friend living in a dormitory. She was new to the place just to study in a good college university.
One night when she was alone in her room, she sensed it was very quiet than usual. She then decided to brush her hair, as most of girls do. She got to sit in front of a mirror.
While brushing she did a prayer, saying, 'hail mary full of grace'. But then her reflection suddenly moved a head which she never did. She prayed over and over, and the reflection in the mirror followed what she said - 'hail mary, hail mary, hail mary'.
The girl ran through the hall shouting for help. No one was there. The rooms locked and feels empty. Lights were turned of.
Then she saw something moved up in corridor. She closed her eyes praying again. Then she opened her eyes and she saw it right in front of her. Her reflection, with bloody eyes, twitching, head shaking, and repeatedly saying - 'hail mary, hail mary, hail mary' - crying for help.
The next day, they found the girl...
After few days of investigation, they knew the reason... And kept it a secret...
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This is a true story about something that happened to me at school when i was 6.
I went to a tiny school in this place called gosfield. It was inside this big old house and started off as a place for evacuee (i cant spell that!) kids to go during the war (apparently)
out the back of the school was a huge playing field with trees all round the edge and a big wood at the back. there was also another field attached to the playing field which we werent allowed in.
Once when i was about 6 I was running about with my friends playing some rubbish chase game. I was running after my friend nat and as i ran past the entrance to the second field I looked across and there was the weirdest thing ive ever seen and still cant explain it now.
As I looked across there was a man dressed in black trousers and black suit jacket sitting really still on a log at the edge of the wood. He was looking directly ahead. It was then I noticed that where his head should of been there was just a big black square...a bit like a box (I know this sounds totally stupid i can still picture it and i was only six at the time) I tripped as i was running and when i looked back up there was nothing there only the log.
I went and found a teacher and told them, because obviously at the time i thought it was a real person. They came and had a look and all the kids were taken inside but there was no one there. They searched all the woods and everything but there was no sign of anyone. When they looked at the log where hed been sitting, there was a big black patch, a bit like it had been burnt, exactly where id seen him sitting. it was the perfect bum shape (hehe)
We all got sent home with letters saying the situation was being investigated but we never heard anything else. A couple of parents moved their kids to different schools because apparently some of the younger kids (who hadnt been told about the weird guy) had gone home saying theyd seen a strange man in certain parts of the school.
I still have no idea what it was I saw and I was too young to just imagine it. strange huh
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Once there was a family consist of a father & a mom & two littel twins. they left there countery & lived outside town, days passed months passed even years passed..........
Till they became lonly with no friends to connect with or even parents .
One day the father had a big fight with his wife, she had left here home for a month & toke the childern with here & from that moment she hadn't heared anything about here husbant so she had decided to return back .
When she opened the door she found him with the same coloths that he was wearing a month ago sitting infront of the TV but dead.
BASED ON TRUE STORY
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Last week, I dreamt I needed a dump.
When I woke up- I needed a dump.
Spooky eh? And true as well.
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At the bottom of a snow covered hill stood a small, a framed house, its boards were rotted and gray, the windows grimy and broken, and there was no smoke coming from pipe of a wood stove. From the road it was quiet and seemed abandon, save for the odd scraggly cat scurrying through the hole beside the door.
No one in the quaint New England town dared to linger in front of the house, much less walk up the falling stairs to the porch. Yet if they had they would hear the sharp, halted clatter of an old type writer, the rare thud of a bottle, and the raspy groans of an old man.
Being new to the town, I was unaware of this strange man, and indifferent to the state of the house. So being a lover of animals and always in the mood for some entertainment I did not hesitate at the stairs or door when I saw a young kitten go sliding through the hole. It was pitch black in the house, save for the slant of light that shone through down from the west. Taking care not to fall through the rotted floor, I called to the kitten and immediately heard a crash and series of curses in a foreign tongue. I stood frozen to the spot as a short, thin and grizzled man emerged from the adjoining room. His hand was caught in the curtain that served as a door, and was finely loosed to reveal an old shotgun. I stood wide at the man, who looked in desperate need of a bath, food, and some sunlight. He advanced, the boards squeaking under his feet, he had a limp... which probably came from the fact that one leg was a might shorter than the other.
"Who in God's name are you" he asked in a hoarse voice, his breathe smelled of whiskey and rot. His accent was profound and sounded German. I gasped and murmured that I had seen a kitten and thought that it needed some help. He snorted, then spat on the floor beside me, looked up and asked, "You like to read" I could not help but be taken aback by the question and gave an uncertain nod. The old man eyed me, then walked back to the room leaving the gun by the door frame.
Uncertain of what to do I just stood there and waited a few moments, listening to the shuffle of papers and banging of drawers the man returned with a stack of paper 3 inches high. "Read this... come back and tell me what you think and I'll give you that damned cat."He shoved the papers at me and stepped back... I blinked and walked out toward my house down the street. That night and the next day at school I was reading what I assumed was his work. It was a glorious tale about a German Officer WWII and his travels and thoughts during the war. That afternoon on the bus I was almost finished when one of my friends asked me what I was reading. I told her about the man and him giving me that book. She laughed and called me a liar then looked confused at my indigence and listened quietly as I insisted that I was telling the truth. Her tone turned regretful as she said, "Sara, Mr. Brandt shot himself over twenty years ago after his last book was rejected."
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Rollingstone's post doesn't coiunt. He submitted it Oct. 31.
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once i was walking on the steet a bum said to me: WACH OUT !!!
i was like...wtf and i wend to the shop and i saw that there was u guy waching me and said ,,i will come'' and i got a little scared....so i hurry'd up and went home and eated and when i was lookin out the window he was behind the trees and i called the police...they came and looked in a 50 mile radius and found nothing...
and still today i can hear his voice in my mind.
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Did I win??
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True story:
Was working on the trains and were parked in the Windsor Train yard...couldn't sleep and was sitting outside, was 3 am and sort of creepy....started looking at the stars wondering if anything was out there....
All of a sudden it was like I had tunnel vision and was falling into the stars.....just as I was about to freak out I had the sensation that someone was standing behind me about to grab me!
I rushed around to see no one was there, but by this time I was so spooked that I ran into my train compartment and crawled into bed.
Then I started hearing this low scary laughter.....thought it was the guy I shared the train with and went into his room to see.....he was sound asleep with drool running down his chin.....
Went back to my bed and then the laughing started again this time even louder, seemed to come from all around me. At this point I put my head under the covers and started praying until I fell asleep,lol. Never had anything happen like that since.
p.s. I don't star gaze anymore....get a cold chill everytime I do.......
