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Posted 12/27/09 , edited 12/27/09
Okay this is not really a scary story... If you're not me at least. Well anyway.

I was at school just standing around at the end of the hallway talking to one of my friends.
Suddenly I start feeling really uneasy but I can't quite put my finger on why.
I continue the conversation but I can't seem to shake the feeling that something is about to happen.
And it doesn't feel like it's a good thing. The feeling is getting stronger and it's practically pulling at me.
I keep glancing towards the other end of the corridor which is about a 100 m long. The last door in the corridor is closed so I can't see what's going on behind it. Now I'm almost starting to panic. Something is wrong. Something hurts, but I'm fine.
Suddenly I feel an intense urge and I start running as fast as I can through the corridor, I open the last door and there it is.

My twin brother is lying on the floor holding is head and crying out in pain. He fell from the window and hit his head on the stone floor.
And as I see him my heart starts to feel like someone's gripping it tightly in a fist.

He got a concussion and a bump the size of a golfball that felt really icky to touch.
Otherwise he was fine. ^ ^
He and I are fraternal twins, not identical. I physically hurt (not as bad as him of course) when I see him getting hurt.
But that's the only time I "sensed" him hurting when we weren't even together.

I wonder how it's like for identical twins

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Posted 2/11/10
cool storie
Posted 2/11/10
My horror story is that I woke up one Monday morning and realized that it was the first day of school.
I almost had a panic attack.
Posted 2/11/10
There once was a little girl with an abnormally large head. She would go about freaking people out with it. The worst thing about her appearance was that she had no eyelids or lips, so she was an intolerably hideous, drooling, weeping monster. All the other kids made fun of her and abused her physically. The girl became extremely bitter and mentally deranged from her mistreatment.

At the age of 15, she committed a grisly suicide. Her bathtub at home was filled with her blood from cutting her writs and femoral arteries. Her parents found her and were terribly shocked by the scene and immediately called a priest to consecrate and purify the site. The service performed by the priest had no effect on the soul of the girl. She became a malevolent spirit of pure rage and hate. All she wanted to do was savagely butcher those who made her life a living Hell.

The spirit of the girl attacked her tormentors and mutilated their corpses. She liquefied their flesh and organs with demonic energies. Their skeletons were hung inverted at the homes where they lived. The girl's spirit continued to terrorize the small town where she was from for many decades. The church couldn't deal with her no matter how hard they tried. No religious people could do anything against a soul so filled with malaise, dejection and grief. She became evil incarnate.

If only someone had shown her a little kindness. Even her parents ignored her.
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Posted 2/12/10
ran out of weed and dealer had no more
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Posted 2/12/10

Hyummei wrote:

i heard this story from a friend about her uncle's daughter. this story is hard to believe because the setting seems to take place in the olden days but this story i believe is only ten years old. my people lead very poor lives, a lot of them still live life like how our ancestor once lived. it's a long story, i'll try to make it as short and as accurate as possible.

in our culture it's not forbidden but it is discourage for people to brag about the beauty of a person. just like how you can't say a baby is pretty or cute, their soul will be taken from them.

in this very small town there was this girl that the whole town thought was very beautiful. rumors about her beauty even went as far as into other nearby towns. people even walked far distances to meet her. then late one morning while she was in cleaning near the fireplace (in front of the fireplace was the door that lead outside) she saw a hand come out from the side of the door, gesturing her to follow it. she was scared so she ran to into bed with her parents. she told them what happened but they thought it was just her imagination. the night sometimes can play tricks on people's eyes.

the next morning when they woke up, they found their beautiful daughter dead. everyone grieved for her that day as they prepared to send her off. that night her father had a very weird dream. a guy appeared in his dreams asking for forgiveness that, the guy has taken his daughter to be his wife and in return they guy will pay him. but a dream is only a dream.

the next morning the man found a bag of money on his door step and in the sky arched a beautiful rainbow and just below it was a fainted, second rainbow. in our language, literally translating rainbow means dragon and a dragon only appears for very special and ominous reason. she was so beautiful that the words even got to the heavens. so, in our culture you must be careful if you’re special. she was lucky the heavens took her, instead of the dead and lonely, clinging spirits.

i have a lot of stories if anyone wants to hear more. i'm fascinated by them.


I think I heard this before. You're Hmong right?
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Still no messages on my phone.

I guess he wasn’t going to call me back after all. I can’t really blame him, maybe I came on a bit too fast yesterday.
I had noticed him long before he noticed me. His shiny black hair and unnatural blue eyes. I wasn’t the only one watching him, that’s for sure. His movements were elegant in a boyish way. And his smile…his smile.
I would die for that smile.
Still no messages…
I thought about calling him, maybe apologize for going too fast yesterday. I’m a coward, I know, but I just couldn’t bring myself to dial his number.
Besides he’d promised he’d contact me when he’s ready.

So I’ll wait. I’m patient.

I know, I’ll just casually stroll past his house. Just to see if he’s home. Maybe he’s out, that would explain why he couldn’t call me yet.
He only lives half an hour away anyway. Maybe he’s shy and is scared to call me. Silly boy. I’ll go to him and tell him that he doesn’t have to be scared. That I don’t mind if he needs time.

He lives pretty secluded in a farm on the outskirts of town. I can hear the sheep in the stables as I approach. My heart skips when I see there’s lights burning inside. He must be there, he told me yesterday his parents would be gone for the weekend. They left him to look after the sheep for those days. Poor baby, that must be hard work. He was probably just too busy to call me. I’ll have to stay here until his parents come back and help him take care of all those sheep.


I knock on the door, but he doesn’t answer. Maybe he fell asleep. The thought of his beautiful face even more softened by sleep makes me smile. I try the door, it’s unlocked. There’s hardly any crime around here, so I guess locking the door is not needed. I try to be as quiet as possible as I sneak through the house. I want to surprise him. I cringe at every creak the stairs make as I climb them.
Finally I’ve reached the bedroom and I carefully open the door.

There he is, lying in bed as I thought. Quietly I switch on the nightlight on his desk so I can see his face.
His blue eyes are open, staring into space and his whole face is one bloody mess. His cheeks have been carved, the skin mostly removed and hanging loose on the sides of his face. He’s missing his fingernails, they are laid out on the bed carefully arranged. On his bare chest words are carved.

I look at him, my hands covering my mouth.
He’s still the same as I left him yesterday. He must have been so tired that he slept all day. How cute!
I softly kiss his forehead, making sure I don’t wake him. Then I write another message below the one on his chest, letting him know I’m here when he needs me.
I leave the room, heading back outside. I think it’s time for the sheep to go to sleep.
And tomorrow I’ll introduce myself to his parents. I’m sure they’ll love me too.
Posted 4/19/10
Hmm.. scare you eh? Hmm.. i heard when i girl is really asleep you feel someones raping you... hard
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Posted 4/19/10
one day, a turtle called his friend the hare and the hare never called back.
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Posted 6/6/10
Story 1:


Story 2:
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Posted 6/6/10
Well,this one isn't so scary,but it really did happen.
My mom,stepdad,and I were on our way to San Antonio by car and we had to pull over to swap drivers.We stopped by a house with a bunch of people outside in a circle,with their garage door open.When the my mom and stepfather got out to switch seats the hillbilly crazies darted right at the car!So,we drove off as fast as possible and continued on our trip.
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Peratic wrote:

ok this is very lame

There is a man going to camping with his friends of six.Before meeting his friends at the desired destination, he came across a bookshop.Feeling curious, he went in to a have look.The bookshop was deserted.There is no people except the owner.The man decided to buy a horror stories book to tell his friends when they are camping at night in the forest.The man asked the owner whether there is any horror stories book for him to buy.The owner recommend he a book named "Ten Ways To See A Ghost".The man decided to buy.The owner charged him 50 bucks.Before the man leave the shop, the owner tell the man not to open the last page of the book, or else disaster will befall on him.The man remember what the owner told him.He ran to the destination to meet his friends.

Late at night, the man decided to use use the book whether they can see a ghost using that book.They tried for an hour but they can't see a ghost.They decided to take a sleep for the day.The man forget to keep the book inside his bag and left it on the ground.Suddenly, the man feel windy.The wind began to blow the book cover, followed by the book content page, and lastly the wind blow to last page.The wind blow no more.

The next morning, the man waked up and he saw the book was in the last page.He remember the shop owner tell him not to flip to the last page.But due to his curiosity, he take up the courage to read the content of the last page.He found that the book cost 25 bucks and not 50 bucks.The disaster is that the man is cheated by the shop owner.

END OF STORY



Lamest of this story:10/10


this was in the movie the eye 10 it was a thai horror movie i think i forgot
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Posted 8/4/10
Creepypasta thread? This pleases me.




Some of these aren't horror stories, but they're still awesomely creepy.
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DiamondsForever wrote:

Creepypasta thread? This pleases me.




Some of these aren't horror stories, but they're still awesomely creepy.


omg im so freaked out by the last story
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