Creepy stories

[gr4ph1kP4ND4]

if zombies ever came to my town, i'd make sure i was the first to be zombified
not only is running from zombies just scary as fuck, but bein a zombie would be fun!!!
hehe :P

[shiv96]

REminds of the movie Zombie Land....
Freakin Hilarious

[Kotora]

if zombies ever came to my town, i'd make sure i was the first to be zombified
not only is running from zombies just scary as fuck, but bein a zombie would be fun!!!
hehe :P

Have ya seen the 28 weeks later movie? The opening scene where the guy is running from like 20 zombies and they all run like fast as hell, makes me shiver everytime.


Another one, more of a mindfuck.

The Tape

During the summer of 1983, in a quiet town near Minneapolis, Minnesota, the charred body of a woman was found inside the kitchen stove of a small farmhouse. A video camera was also found in the kitchen, standing on a tripod and pointing at the oven. No tape was found inside the camera at the time.
Although the scene was originally labeled as a homicide by police, an unmarked VHS tape was later discovered at the bottom of the farm's well (which had apparently dried up earlier that year).






Despite its worn condition, and the fact that it contained no audio, police were still able to view the contents of the tape. It depicted a woman recording herself in front of a video camera (seemingly using the same camera the police found in the kitchen). After positioning the camera to include both her and her kitchen stove in the image, the tape then showed her turning on the oven, opening the door, crawling inside, and then closing the door behind her. Eight minutes into the video, the oven could be seen shaking violently, after which point thick black smoke could be seen emanating from it. For the remaining 45 minutes of video, until the batteries in the camera died, it remained in its stationary position.






To avoid disturbing the local community, police never released any information about the tape, or even the fact that it was found. Police were also not able to determine who put the tape in the well, or why the height and stature of the woman in the video didn't come close to matching the body they'd found in the oven.

[gr4ph1kP4ND4]

i dont wanna quote something so long
but
i can explain teh story!!

ok so like the woman's sister or daughter or something found the woman, and threw her body along with the tape in the well. due to the cooked-condition of her body it disintegrated very fast. the woman who found her was so devastated that she committed the same act of suicide

[shiv96]

Have ya seen the 28 weeks later movie? The opening scene where the guy is running from like 20 zombies and they all run like fast as hell, makes me shiver everytime.


Another one, more of a mindfuck.

The Tape

During the summer of 1983, in a quiet town near Minneapolis, Minnesota, the charred body of a woman was found inside the kitchen stove of a small farmhouse. A video camera was also found in the kitchen, standing on a tripod and pointing at the oven. No tape was found inside the camera at the time.
Although the scene was originally labeled as a homicide by police, an unmarked VHS tape was later discovered at the bottom of the farm's well (which had apparently dried up earlier that year).






Despite its worn condition, and the fact that it contained no audio, police were still able to view the contents of the tape. It depicted a woman recording herself in front of a video camera (seemingly using the same camera the police found in the kitchen). After positioning the camera to include both her and her kitchen stove in the image, the tape then showed her turning on the oven, opening the door, crawling inside, and then closing the door behind her. Eight minutes into the video, the oven could be seen shaking violently, after which point thick black smoke could be seen emanating from it. For the remaining 45 minutes of video, until the batteries in the camera died, it remained in its stationary position.






To avoid disturbing the local community, police never released any information about the tape, or even the fact that it was found. Police were also not able to determine who put the tape in the well, or why the height and stature of the woman in the video didn't come close to matching the body they'd found in the oven.

O god thats Freaky
Thx ALot Kotora
now i cant sleep

[gr4ph1kP4ND4]

O god thats Freaky
Thx ALot Kotora
now i cant sleep

dont worry, the doggy under your bed will protect you

[Kotora]

i dont wanna quote something so long
but
i can explain teh story!!

ok so like the woman's sister or daughter or something found the woman, and threw her body along with the tape in the well. due to the cooked-condition of her body it disintegrated very fast. the woman who found her was so devastated that she committed the same act of suicide

I dunno, I rather think it's just something paranormal.

dont worry, the doggy under your bed will protect you

I LOL'D, thank you.


You guys want more?

[gr4ph1kP4ND4]

of course we want more :P

(btw - that is totally what she said)

[Kotora]

Before reading the next stories check out this image and see if you spot something wrong, when you see it, you'll shit bricks.









Home Alone

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.






Bad Dreams

"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.




Sleep tight guys. :3

[gr4ph1kP4ND4]

this shit is true, not even kidding i go to this camp... every year... during the summer... (as in me... panda... yeah me... lol)
so the camp i go to every year was built about 100 years earlier on the site of a mental institution, which holds an old legend that one of the patients escaped, who was never found. We call him the Cosby Killer (camp cosby...) . its a tradition that on friday of every week (the "sessions" are a week long each) we have a dance. the oldest kids stay in "adventure village" about a 1/3 of a mile's walk away from main camp. there's 8 girls in a cabin in adventure village, and one counselor, and since we're the oldest we've got quite a bit of freedom.

one friday night, two girls were getting ready for the dance. one was quiet, shy almost, and the other was loud and popular, but despite their differences, they had come to camp as friends and stuck by each others' sides almost every hour of the day. Lets call the quiet girl Mary and the popular girl Alex (cause i dont actually know their names, i just know the story which is, by the way, forbidden to be told at camp). Mary, who wasn't very concerned with how she looked decided to walk down to the dining hall early, so that she could pass the nurse and steal some coolade from the container they keep for kids to take meds with. "I'm gonna go ahead and leave," said Mary, "i'll meet up with you after you fix up your face and everything..."
"yeah," agreed Alex, "i wish i had blue eyes like yours, then i wouldnt have to wear makeup..."
both girls laughed, "sure you wouldn't. See you soon" Mary walked towards the door.
"Yeah. See ya."

Now when you're walking from adventure village to the main camp, theres three ways to go. one way, you can walk up to the road and follow the road all the way to the entrance of camp (its the same road cars take to drop off kids), this path is about a half a mile
the second way you can take a woods-path to the G.R.A.C.E Chapel (named after four Counselors who lost their lives while at camp due to their car being hit by a train...) and then walk up the 1st path which converges with the main road (mentioned above) this path is about 1/3 of a mile
the last way is completely woods. you take the path to G.R.A.C.E. Chapel and then continue through the woods, following the Lake Keowee Path. this path is the shortest path, only about 1/4 of a mile, its also the path most everyone takes between Adventure Village and Main Camp.

Mary took the wood path, and with her flashlight in hand, she traveled down to the Main Village.

At summer camp, just like every other camp out there, you use your flashlight a lot. (like in the packing instructions it says to take like 3 to 4 times as many batteries you think you'll need). Mary's flashlight had been flickering earlier, and about 1/4 of the way down the path, her light went out. She decided it would be best to continue to G.R.A.C.E. Chapel then take the road from there on, because its a little easier to stay on course.

As Mary walked up to the road, she began to hear footsteps and breathing next to her as she converged onto the main road. Knowing that Alex was very, very scared of the woods path during the night, this breathing was bound to be coming from her.

At this moment, alex stepped out of the girls' cabin, and started down the gravel road, avoiding the woods completely.


Mary slowed down her walking, "Oh, hey Alex, i thought you would have been a little longer. if i'd of known i would have waited for you, sounds like you've been running... sheesh i hope you didnt mess up your hair..." Mary giggled...

she turned around to face alex, but saw no one there. Mary stopped in her path for a moment, debating about what to do. she was very freaked out by now. just a little bit further til Main Camp she thought, and she continued down the path.
the further Mary walked, the louder the breath got, until she could feel it on the back of her neck. she hadn't gone ten steps when Mary decided to double back and run as fast as she could towards Adventure Village to catch up to Alex, and maybe get an extra set of batteries... or two.

suddenly, a voice sounded all around her, as if echoing off the soft branches above her.
"I'd run to this Alex of yours if I were you..."
Mary screamed as a cold hand gripped her arms and threw her body in the direction of Adventure Camp.
"You'll have to run faster if you wanna beat me..."

Back from adventure village, Alex heard the distinctly shrill scream she knew to be Mary's.
She stopped in her path, and took in a deep breath,
"she probably just met... a spider... or something," Alex said to herself, knowing Mary's irrational fear of bugs...
she kept walking, and soon she heard running and yet another shrill scream, which was cut off by rasping, breathy words, that almost sounded like someone was gargling coolade while trying to take a breath
"Alex... Alex... Run... To... Alex..."

alex screamed and ran as fast as she could back to the cabins, all the while hearing loud lopsided footsteps behind her. as she ran she tripped over the uneven pavement of the road, and cursing with tears spilling down her cheeks, alex picked herself up and ran with all her might. The moment she rounded the corner to the cabins, she swung herself around into the girls' cabin and locked the door, then pulled her trunk in front of it and ran to the closet in the back of the small cabin, and locked herself in it.
no more than five seconds later, a slam was heard, as if someone - or something - had thrown itself against the door of the cabin. The sound of shattering glass and raspy breathing told Alex that the intruder had finally broken in. limping footsteps made their way to the closet. someone tried the doorknob, but to no avail, and then the sound of ten fingernails scraping against the door barreled into Alex's ears.
"GO AWAY! GO AWAY!!!" Alex sobbed as she held tight to the door knob

"Let me in... Let me IN!!" said a dripping voice that was almost completely air

alex sobbed and held tight to the door, then suddenly, with a loud shove against the door, everything stopped. the scratching noise ended. the person on the other side of the door had stopped completely, but Alex had heard her share of tales, and she didnt come out, not yet.

about an hour later, a counselor came up to her cabin, and found a bloody carnage of a girl.
her hair had been pulled off in chunks and her flesh was scraped raw on her entire left side. slashes oozed on her arms, and a puddle of blood was leaking around on the concrete floor. her fingertips were splintered and bloodied up, and even missing a few fingernails - they had been scratched to a pulp. the girl's blue eyes stared up at the ceiling, and her neck was slashed twice, once only enough to bleed into the windpipe, and another time to finish her off.

Alex was found inside the closet, her hands stuck on the doorknob from holding so tight. when she stepped out of the dark closet, she shielded her eyes to the cabin light.
"that..." her voice trembled and broke, "thats the person who tried to kill me... what... who killed him?"
the counselor looked at her with tears in her eyes and pulled her out of the cabin as red and blue lights flashed all around her.
"and... what ever happened to Mary... i heard her screaming, did she get bit by a spid.... spide...."

she looked back inside the cabin, and screamed.

then everything went black, as she collapsed on the floor.