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Ilazuli TELL DEM UR STORY ABOUT DA DREAM U HAD WIT DA BABY IN UR HAND AND DAT U HAD 2 HOLD A ROPE OR SUMTHING REMEMBER.....................
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Really great stories

i think i will have nightmares about them
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Ill tell you a story that my grandmother tells all the time....

NOTE: this is set in Papua New Guinea, A place called Port Morsbey....im not sure what the date was ...its just a story my grandma tells me lol...

Back in the old days of where my grandmother lives there was no street lights at night. People would stay home after dark. It was to dangerouse to go outside because of the "Raskals" (dw its not a monster its just how they spelt and pronounced rascals, you know...criminals lol). So the only form of light was the house lights and the moon. Her and her family spent the night playing card games and talking (they had no tv or stuff like that to keep them entertained..just trying to establish a time period). It was about 11:00pm when they heared a knock at the door. My grandma's father told everyone to quiten down and go into the rooms. So everyone went quietly to their rooms and only her uncles and her father stayed to answer the door. She could remember some faint wispering for about 5 minutes and then her uncles and father laughing. Suddenly the room door swung open and there stood her father with a with a jolly look on his face. "come out everyone its just a friendly stranger who is lost" he said as he rounded everyone up. My grandma and her family all came out to the lounge room where her father and uncles were standing talking to an extreamly pale white person. (u might think wow..a white person...big deal. But it was a big deal if ur from where i am from because it wasnt often they saw white people at that time...and what was especially odd was he was a white person walking around in the pitch dark of night). Another strange thing about this man was that he didnt wear any normal clothing. He was dressed in a formal green suit and a very strange hat, well groomed and spoke english quite well. "Good evening..how are we all tonight" he said.The accent he spoke in and the manner of which he spoke it was strange.

After a while everyone got to know him, they talked for a while and he told stories of where he was from and what he was up to. Apparently he was lost and was looking for an airfeild that was close by. He rambled on for what seemed several hours until most of the family was asleep. Of those who were still awake, listened on as he mentioned that he would like to come back and visit them again once the war was over.........what did he mean by that? no one payed any mind. So it was getting near bed time for him and he said that it was time that he would be heading off....like he mentioned before he'd like to visit them again so he left his contact details with my grandmothers father. The small group of them still awake showed him to the door and wished him a good and safe travle and with a kind gesture my grandmother mother gave him some tin canned tuna for his journey ahead. The man bid them farewell and dissapeared into the darkness of the streets...

The next morning everyone woke up for breakfast. The topic? The strange man that visited last night......they talked for a while when they realised they forgot the important things about this man...the did not know his name, not where he was from...My grandmas father had lost the contact details he left. It was starting to get weired...Everyone was bewildered...at that moment my grandmas mother returned from the kitchen....apparently the canned tuna she gave him was still in the kitchen....

several years later my grandma visited a war memorial about an hour away from her families home...she found a statue which presented an airoplane and below it a framed picture of a group of men, fighter pilots who fought in WWII with an inscription that read "Lest We Forget". She recognised the face of one of those young men but couldnt quite put her finger on where she had seen him before.

i donno this story scares the shit outa me......

(for those who didnt quite get where this man might have come from: "well i can assume the same for myself but my grandmother and her family beleive he was a spirit of a man who died in the wwII an australian soldier who lost his way in death)



This story is great. I love listening to scary stories when my the elders in my family talk about it. They're always great!!
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We had PE that day. The 8-year-old me and my best friend in elementary school went to the toilet to change into our sports attire, hand in hand. “I don’t want to go there,” Anis said, shaking her head a few times. “What? Where?” I asked, confused. We were descending the stairs. “There. That second floor toilet,” she said, nodding towards the entrance. “Huh?” I said. I was really planning to go there because I felt lazy to go to the first floor toilet. “Let’s go down,” Anis said, tightening her grip on my hand. “Why can’t we go here? It’s so near. Just a few steps more,” I said, already tip-toeing towards the toilet’s entrance. Anis grinned, but she pulled me back towards her. “Let’s go down first. I’ll tell you when we’re far away from that toilet.” With that, she sped downstairs, dragging me along. As soon as we reached the bottom of the stairs, she stopped and turned. “Didn’t you hear?” she asked. “Hear what?” I answered back with another question. “Midah, you’re so blurred. But don’t worry, that’s why I like you. They said the toilet’s haunted,” she whispered when saying the last sentence to me. “What? Who are ‘they’?” I asked back. “They, the other girls, and some of the boys too, that’s why I didn’t want to go there,” she answered, glancing towards the stairs every now and then. “What? How come the boys know about it? They have their own toilet right? I don’t understand!” I said with a frown. “I suggest u stay on topic. And don’t frown, my mom said you’ll have wrinkles,” Anis stopped glancing towards the stairs and turned her full attention to me. “But I’m eight,” I answered. “I know, I’m just repeating over her,” she said, assuring me. “Let’s go change,” she grabbed my hand and dragged me like she did before. I just followed on without uttering a single word, I was already busy thinking about the thing she told me just now. We went to the first floor toilet and changed. I was a slow girl, and still one even now. Anis knocked on the door a few minutes after we got into our cubicles. I knew she was done changing. “Midah, are you still changing?” she asked. “Uh’uh. You don’t have to wait, Anis. Just go without me,” I told her. “Are you sure?” she asked again. “Yup. It’s okay,” I said, gliding into my long track pants. “Okay, see you on the field,” Anis said ‘bye’ and then quiet, just the chattering sound of the other girls. Then silence again. After folding my school pinafore and putting it in my paper bag, I hold the door knob and thought of opening the door but I stopped short. There was the sound of somebody dragging her feet, I assumed it was a her because I was in the girls’ toilet. She went back and forth in front of the cubicle’s door where I was standing still, listening intensely. Then, it seems like she tried to open the door but she failed because I locked it from the inside. Well, of course you would lock the door while changing, right? You would not want anybody seeing you naked inside there. After the attempt to turn the door knob, there was silence again. Then, all of a sudden I felt like looking up on the ceiling. “Don’t,” my intuition told me. I bit my lips, trying to overcome the fear. I didn’t look up, alright, but when you feel your hairs standing on end it is enough to tell you something bad is near. On that crucial moment, I heard voices coming from the outside. The owner of the voices entered while talking noisily with each other. It was my classmates. I felt the blood flowing in my body again as the fear decreased, then I unlock the door and came out. That was when I heard one of the girls shrieking like she had gone mad. When I reached the place where they set up the sink and all, I saw four or five girls holding to each other and crying. “Hamidah! Is that really you?” one of the girls asked whilst still sobbing. They looked so terrified. “Yes, what’s wrong?” I asked back. “The mirrors,” she said. I looked at the mirrors. There was nothing there. I told them so. “But just now there were blood all over the mirrors!” She cried with her tear-streaked face. “You saw blood on the mirrors?” I asked carefully, glancing at the lined mirrors. “Yes! We all saw it!” another girl answered me. “We’d better get out from here,” I said. To our surprise, a head suddenly poked inside looking at us from the entrance door. The girls screamed again. I felt like I almost have a heart attack, both because the head and their scream. We were so relief to find it was one of the school gardeners. “I heard you girls screaming and crying, but this is a girls’ toilet. Is something wrong?” he asked. When neither of us answered, he said he will go get the teacher. A few minutes afterwards, the toilet was swarmed up by the passing-by students and teachers. My PE teacher was there too, because she was searching for us. One of the girls has to be taken to the school clinic due to sudden fever. She was then taken home by her parents. I was asked about the blood, so I told them that I did not see any blood. I however, did not tell them about what happened to me. I went to the field where Anis was waiting. “Are you okay?” she asked me. “I thought you said the second floor toilet’s the haunted one?” I asked her back. Her eyes widened. “Did you see it too?” she asked. Her reaction made me shut up about what happened to me. I know she will freak out if she is to know about that incident. “No, let’s play the netball,” I took her hand. “Can you stay on topic? It’s all over the school now!” she cried. I just smiled sweetly and said nothing.

Anis was right, the news was all over the school. I heard it was not just a mere splattering of blood that the girls saw. It slowly formed the word ‘tolong’ which was ‘help’ in Malay. Which helped me conclude the ‘thing’ involved in that incident was a Malay. It made me wonder, if I were to looked up at that time, what kind of being I would have cast my eyes upon? Oh, another fact for this case. A trembling girl was found crying in one of the cubicle after I left. Who knows, maybe she did look up…



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The Train Yard And the Abandon Train tunnel...

When it comes down to it I'm the biggest scrady cat in the world. Its weired but iv kinda gotten addicted to scary shit. Like ill stay up a whole night looking at ghost footage on youtube because it interests me and i get such a chilling drive out of scaring the shit outa myself lol! ITS SUCH A RUSH!!!! MAN!!!!!..

Anyways i was talking to my best friend about it and during the conversation he told me he knew of a place where a young girl was pursued by a murderous child molester. Apparently He chased her through this Abandon Train yard and when he caught her, he dragged her into a train tunnel, raped her and then ruthlessly murdered her. Apparently the body was never found and that all this info was in his confession when he was finally caught. The murderer would never reveal the location of her body. People say that the train yard (which is now abandoned and no longer in use) is haunted by the girls screams. Apparently there has been sightings of a ghost resembling a young girl crying. It is also said that if u walk through the train tunnel u can feel something touching your face and that the temperature just drops up and down randomly.

My best friend said that this place was about 2 hours away from where i lived. And so knowing me...he suggested that we pick up some of our friends and go visit the place the next night. So the next night came and we went to pick up 5 more of our friends and all 7 of us drove down to the place that was supposedly haunted.
We had to jump a fence becasue the train yard was off limits to the public (private property). It was fucken scary, there were old train carriages there that were rusting and not in use any more. We split up into two groups which consisted of:
Group 1: Me, My best friend Kit and Kate (the only girl that was brave enough to come).
Group 2: Four of my other mates (CBF putting names lol coz its not important) .

So me and my two friends were walking while the others head off in a different direction. We checked out the old train parts and heared noises of clinking and stuff which could have been anything. I was scared but not enough to excite me lol...we actually started telling scary stories while we were walking lol.....to no effect.....while kate was talking...i heared a small moaning noise...Kinda like the young boy from the grudge. It was like a "eeeeegeggehheegegheehehegeehege...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggggg" noise that got louder...i was like WTF is that and i grabed my friend kits arm with the palm of my hand lol. Kate was like "hmm? i didnt here anything" and then again the noise got louder "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEGHGHEEEEEEEEEEE...UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH".....Kate shit herself so badly she screamed and ran inbetween me and kit. Holding us both tightly LOL...shes really cute though so i was like "HELL YEH" but stil i was shit scared lol....anyways we started walking faster and in between two train carriages, the guys from group 2 JUMPED OUT AND SCREAMED AT US.....i swear i almost fainted my head was so dizzy from being so scared lol....Kate ran the other way and kit being the miserable bastard he is. Just stood there unimpressed (he wasn't scared at all). They revealed it was one of them that was making the noises FFS...idiots...so now we were all one group yet again. I felt abit safer after all that commotion since now we were one big group.
As we continued we came across the train tunnel. My friend kit gave some background info to the rest of my friends who didnt know the story so well. One of my mates said "okay so whos going in??" LOL....everyone started laughing. The tunnel was pitch black with no light. There were warning signes all over the front saying "DO NOT ENTER, DANGER" and all the rest of it. Kate wasnt going in for sure lol and the other four boys were like "uhh fuck that lol" so it was down to me and my friend kit.

We grabbed two torches and headed down. It smelt really musty and dusty. You could feel a cool breeze coming through the tunnel as we entered. We switched on our torches and continued to walk. In view was a long long long tunnel with 4 sets of train tracks going right through it. There were cob webs everywhere. While i was walking i swear i felt a brush on my. I screamed and my friends who were looking down from the entrance all started laughing...I yelled back "Fuck you guys" and they kept laughing....kit was about 10 meters ahead of me so i had to catch up. As i ran toward him i felt a drop in temperature. It suddenly got colder real fast. I looked at kit and before i could say anything, he said "yeh dont worry i felt that to".
we carefully walked for another 50 meters. We were now out of view from my other friends. I had never been so scared in my life. I was so glad to be there with my best friend who somehow managed to keep his composure like he was investigating an intriguing mystery lol. We were surrounded by darkness accept for the torch lights. only being able to see where we pointed the light...which was so fucked up coz i kept getting the feeling that i was being followed by something lol. I was to scared to look back. When suddenly. A noise, it was very faint but it sounded like a steady humming. The railes from which we were walking had a slight vibration. My heart rate went up extramly fast. Kits face was now in a state of horror. I asked him wtf was going on. "he said he didnt know and he started running" leaving me behind him. so i started running. The vibration got more and more heavier and then the sound of an engine charging was clear to hear. A ghost train?? WTF??.....this train tunnel was suposidly abandoned..no train had run through it for years...as we were running i could see a bright light shining from around the corner of the tunnel and so me and kit jumped over to the other side of the tunnel where there was plenty of space. In an instant A huge train rushed past with the Label "Cityrail" on its side. It was so loud i had to hold my ears but the train just rushed past, the wheels charging and the engine running like a beast machine.
When it passed we walked back to the entrance. All my friends were out there wondering if we were okay..kate huged me and kit and said "im glad you to are okay".....

Here a diagram to give u an idea of what went down LOL : The blue line is where the train came through!
Apparently we went to the wrong tunnel LOL....that was a cityrail tunnel that was still in full use lol.....
After that we went for fish and chips and then home...




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My Turn!
ok! my friend told me this story!ok so there was this girl that had a normal life and such..-_- but then one day she was going home and one the road she saw this thing what looked like a watch..so she went to pick it up..when she picked it up she saw a name Luaren on it!then she remebered people sayingshe died long time ago and lost her watch....but what she didn't know that it was crused....duuh...duuh...duuuhh...so she kept the watch..the next day..she was walking home from school(as usual..)-.- then when she was crossing the street a car just cam from nowhere!then.. BAMMM!! so..yea....thats my story...idk if you guys think its scary enough though..
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Let me begin by telling you that my aunt, whose experience I'm about to tell you about, is one of the few people I know I would describe as fearless. Things just do not get to her. Even in this particualr tale, she wasn't the least afraid. She just saw no reason to be.

When she stayed with us, she lived in our back house. It's like a small apartment with it's one large room, a kitchen area and bathroom. At the time, along with her own things, we had a Pool table stored in there against the far wall in the back, as well. Under it were a lot of boxes filled with more of her things she otherwise had no space for.
(Keep in mind that it was cluttered. No more room whatsoever for anything else.)

One night, she said she awoke to someone crying. That it sounded like a little girl.

And it was coming from underneath the pool table.

My aunt, being who she is, got up to investigate. She started by pulling out every single box looking for her.

Needless to say, she didn't find anything. But after hearing the story, I wasn't so sure I wanted to sleep there anymore. lol
Posted 8/21/08 , edited 8/21/08
Haha.. I'll tell this story one last time...
Warning..
..to those who read this...
The events I am going to tell you have actually happened...
..if you don't like scary surprises...please don't read... >.<" ..my one and only warning...

Well... Let's start where all the troubles began...
..during my 2nd year in high school, my cousin had married a lady that had a young daughter...
She was around 8 years old at the time, she was very frail and weak... She had a long black hair
that she would use to cover how she looked around others... We spent New years with her and
her mother... She was very quiet and usually stayed in a room to watch tv...
Anyways... A few months pass and I suddenly heard from my parents that the little girl had died...
..I didn't know her much...but she was my step niece... I felt sorry for her, as well as my cousin and
her mother...
Sadly, my cousin was charged for her death... They accused him of poisoning the little girl...
..I believe that it was just an accident... Regardless, My cousin was taken to jail and lost all contact
with his wife...
Weeks pass and my father takes my cousins belongings to our house... things such as clothes,
a computer, as well as other things... Among them was a small strobe light... I took the strobe light
and placed it in my room for fun.. The following night I turned on the flickering light, turning off all the
lights...
I immediately felt an eerie feeling and felt like turning it off... So I went to sleep, turning it off.

I woke up with the strobe light turning on by itself.. I looked at the clock and it showed it was 4 o'clock.
..I was too tired to deal with it so I went back to sleep with the light still going on and off...

That same morning my dad told me he heard the strobe light turn on as if someone was playing with it.
I never really thought much about what had happened until the next day... My dad came back to me
after visiting my cousin in jail.. My dad had brought up the strobe light.. And that was when my dad
started acting weird... He took the strobe light away and hid it, without telling me why...

A week passes and my dad finally told me.. that my cousin said that...
..the strobe light I kept was the last thing the little girl was playing with...
And the time that she died was at 4 o'clock...


Finally...
..here's the scary part...

Everyone that I've told this story to...
..have either heard a little girls laugh, a toy going off, or small clicks at 4 in the morning...
It only happens once, and if you sleep through it then good...
..but keep in mind...

She only wants to play... Smile.

[[This was all true..! T.T" ..I swear..!! I got so scared when my lil brothers toy go off at 4.. ]]

So uhm.. Sleep tight.. >3
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Yuudai wrote:

Haha.. I'll tell this story one last time...
Warning..
..to those who read this...
The events I am going to tell you have actually happened...
..if you don't like scary surprises...please don't read... >.<" ..my one and only warning...

Well... Let's start where all the troubles began...
..during my 2nd year in high school, my cousin had married a lady that had a young daughter...
She was around 8 years old at the time, she was very frail and weak... She had a long black hair
that she would use to cover how she looked around others... We spent New years with her and
her mother... She was very quiet and usually stayed in a room to watch tv...
Anyways... A few months pass and I suddenly heard from my parents that the little girl had died...
..I didn't know her much...but she was my step niece... I felt sorry for her, as well as my cousin and
her mother...
Sadly, my cousin was charged for her death... They accused him of poisoning the little girl...
..I believe that it was just an accident... Regardless, My cousin was taken to jail and lost all contact
with his wife...
Weeks pass and my father takes my cousins belongings to our house... things such as clothes,
a computer, as well as other things... Among them was a small strobe light... I took the strobe light
and placed it in my room for fun.. The following night I turned on the flickering light, turning off all the
lights...
I immediately felt an eerie feeling and felt like turning it off... So I went to sleep, turning it off.

I woke up with the strobe light turning on by itself.. I looked at the clock and it showed it was 4 o'clock.
..I was too tired to deal with it so I went back to sleep with the light still going on and off...

That same morning my dad told me he heard the strobe light turn on as if someone was playing with it.
I never really thought much about what had happened until the next day... My dad came back to me
after visiting my cousin in jail.. My dad had brought up the strobe light.. And that was when my dad
started acting weird... He took the strobe light away and hid it, without telling me why...

A week passes and my dad finally told me.. that my cousin said that...
..the strobe light I kept was the last thing the little girl was playing with...
And the time that she died was at 4 o'clock...


Finally...
..here's the scary part...

Everyone that I've told this story to...
..have either heard a little girls laugh, a toy going off, or small clicks at 4 in the morning...
It only happens once, and if you sleep through it then good...
..but keep in mind...

She only wants to play... Smile.

[[This was all true..! T.T" ..I swear..!! I got so scared when my lil brothers toy go off at 4.. ]]

So uhm.. Sleep tight.. >3


lol omfg i liked this story....i actually didnt want to read the last part though...but then there was no fucken warning for that lolol!......if some shit happens at 4am....and i dont recover from it mentally ima hunt u down lol! Good job nice story ^^

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Yuudai wrote:

Haha.. I'll tell this story one last time...
Warning..
..to those who read this...
The events I am going to tell you have actually happened...
..if you don't like scary surprises...please don't read... >.<" ..my one and only warning...

Well... Let's start where all the troubles began...
..during my 2nd year in high school, my cousin had married a lady that had a young daughter...
She was around 8 years old at the time, she was very frail and weak... She had a long black hair
that she would use to cover how she looked around others... We spent New years with her and
her mother... She was very quiet and usually stayed in a room to watch tv...
Anyways... A few months pass and I suddenly heard from my parents that the little girl had died...
..I didn't know her much...but she was my step niece... I felt sorry for her, as well as my cousin and
her mother...
Sadly, my cousin was charged for her death... They accused him of poisoning the little girl...
..I believe that it was just an accident... Regardless, My cousin was taken to jail and lost all contact
with his wife...
Weeks pass and my father takes my cousins belongings to our house... things such as clothes,
a computer, as well as other things... Among them was a small strobe light... I took the strobe light
and placed it in my room for fun.. The following night I turned on the flickering light, turning off all the
lights...
I immediately felt an eerie feeling and felt like turning it off... So I went to sleep, turning it off.

I woke up with the strobe light turning on by itself.. I looked at the clock and it showed it was 4 o'clock.
..I was too tired to deal with it so I went back to sleep with the light still going on and off...

That same morning my dad told me he heard the strobe light turn on as if someone was playing with it.
I never really thought much about what had happened until the next day... My dad came back to me
after visiting my cousin in jail.. My dad had brought up the strobe light.. And that was when my dad
started acting weird... He took the strobe light away and hid it, without telling me why...

A week passes and my dad finally told me.. that my cousin said that...
..the strobe light I kept was the last thing the little girl was playing with...
And the time that she died was at 4 o'clock...


Finally...
..here's the scary part...

Everyone that I've told this story to...
..have either heard a little girls laugh, a toy going off, or small clicks at 4 in the morning...
It only happens once, and if you sleep through it then good...
..but keep in mind...

She only wants to play... Smile.

[[This was all true..! T.T" ..I swear..!! I got so scared when my lil brothers toy go off at 4.. ]]

So uhm.. Sleep tight.. >3


This Story really Scared me!! But what happend to your cousin? Oh My poor Girl!!!! I prefer dont belive that death people try to comunicate with us or such a thing, it really scare me.. that's all... hehe, however, nice story!
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although this is a fiction story it's genre is scary so ived putted it in here
sorry if there are grammatical error cuz ived translated it in eng. it was originally in tagalog
and im not the only one who made this i was helped by my friend (bohol). and the names there (character and places) are all true
exept for the name of the couple hehe. hope you like this

“ROOM 208”

It happened on our retreat on “Baguio” (a vacation spot on our country). Together with my friend; JACKLYN, AIKO, CHARM, ARNEL, JORG, DAPHNE AT MEL we went to the retreat house. On our way there I noticed that there was a man in white that was standing behind the window on the retreat house. Curious I ask my best friend jacklyn if she noticed the man on the window, but she said to me “there’s no one there! You know what? You’re just hungry, you’re just imagining things” (A friendly insult she always says to me because of my size when I’m saying this kind of stuff, but I know she’d taken it seriously, it’s her way of saying to drop the topic.) So I drop the topic, as we entered the house I felt a chill so I suddenly stop. So charm asked me “why did you stop?” I answered her back “I just felt a sudden chill, on the wind that just pass us by...” She said to me “Of course! Were on Baguio remember?” (Baguio is famous for it’s cold place cuz it’s located at the peak of the mountain, it’s the reason why many foreigners go there). Then jacklyn cut our chat and said “it’s natural to feel that’s because were near at a CR and it looks like that there’s a person because the lights are on. May be the person there is seriously taking a dump and sweating cold.” We all laughed at her joke, and noticed that we were already late on the line to get the key’s of our room.

After the short briefing given by the host of the house and packing our thing’s in each room. All 8 of us chat at the entertainment room, and our conversation ended in scary stories and rumors. So we thought why not ghost hunting it’s dark outside and perfect for this kind of adventure plus we still have time for it. When we arrived at the Teachers Camp (not far from the retreat house) we decided to divide the group into 2. The 1st one is me (BOHOL), my friend Jacklyn, Jorg and Arnel. We were assigned to be in room 101 which is in the 1st floor. While Charm, Aiko, Daphne and Mel were assign in room 208 at the 2nd floor. They were few rooms that are opened and it seems to be, that they’re still using it. Our group found nothing in the first floor, but we were surprised at the sudden scream and yelling at the 2nd floor. So we all scramble to get up there to find out what the heck happen, and we saw them coming out of the room and there face were all pale and both Aiko and charm are crying and Daphne almost cried too (even thou she was boyish enough not to admit it). Because of what happened we decided to call this off and head back to the retreat house. On our way out of the building we were noticed by the 2 retired teachers and said to us that this place was restricted area. We said to them that we didn’t know so they sent us back, it’s a good thing that they didn’t notice that 2 of us were just finish crying and that you can still see the tears on their eyes. Because of what happened we got sermon on our adviser the rest of the night and that we were put to bed early so we didn’t got to know what happened that night. And then the next morning, anxiously we listened to their story. Charm started the story saying that “both Aiko and me are the only ones who had the flash light, an the arrangement was this: beside me was Mel and in front of us were Daphne and Aiko so we were the last to enter the room. When we were all inside the room Daphne noticed the wyteboard marker and naughty enough to play with it and started writing at the board with those signs you usually see on street walls. And Mel was also stupid to play along with her!” Before her voice get louder I but in and ask Aiko if she could continue the story, kindly enough she did. “Because of the 2 busy playing we were the ones left to check the room for unusual things. Then charm started playing with her flash light (so it looks like disco lights that is swirling around the room) and saying things ‘ wuhuhuhuh.. ehhhghghghg..’(you know that kind of stuff) trying to scare me but I did not buy it. So I didn’t pay much attention to it and continue my business when I accidentally look at the corner of the room as charm flash by it with her lights. It was only a mere sec. because charm’s light just pass by it while she was playing with her lights but I could really tell what I saw, it is a girl and her uniform was covered in blood. Scared but still curious i flashed it with my own lights and she was no where there. I tried to look for it when charms suddenly jump on me. Because of the adrenaline that is already starting to build up because of what I saw plus charm startled me so I scream at the same time my flash light was redirect on the board in which the two was writing. We ….” Then Daphne continued “we realized that the boards ink was made out of blood and we started screaming until you guys saw us at the door. Then the rest was, it was when we were heading back here.” When we got our free time we decided to head back there and try to ask the 2 teachers who we saw that night. The 2 teachers confess to us that we were not the 1st who had seen her. The girl we saw at the room 208 was a student studying there not long before the building was closed down. Her name was Jenny that died because of her boyfriend Eugene. According to the teacher Jenny was a good student and was adore by many, but at that time the couples were at the stage of misunderstanding. “Rumors were spreading the Eugene really love her and that he did everything for and to please her” one of the retired teacher said. So one day when classes were already ended and that almost all had already left, and the 2 (Eugene and Jenny) was left alone in the room 208 talking about their misunderstanding or miscommunication. But they’re conversation ended up in a quarrel and Eugene black out and stabbed her with a ball pen. Because of what he had done with her, he became crazy and fills up the wyteboard marker of her blood as an ink. And use this to write “I did everything for you! And you’ll end up in another you’re mine and always be mine.” “Scared of what he did, he fled and since then we never heard anything from him again. When we found out what happened it was already too late, dead on arrival was said to them by the doctors. And when the story reached up to the head of the school and was afraid that this incident may affect the schools name so they’ve erased the evidence and showed that this was all an accident.”


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hehe this isnt a story.....but its an experience iv had O_o;........

Iv seen a requiem.......it was for my grandma who was one of the most respected people in my villiage back at home in my country LOL....i was born in a westernised community so it scared the fucking bejesus out of me...it was a cremation LOL with like all this traditional singing and chanting.....even had to see my grandmas dead body before it was burned....it was done at 3am till dawn....in the dark under fire light aswell...scary shit is my brother was so scared and his nose started bleeding.....it didnt stop bleeding for 1 hour LOL....the villiages were saying all this fucken supersticiouse crap about my brother...saying it was a sign of something i donno....sounds crazy 2 me...my parents got really upset with all the villiagers....my brother doesnt ever want anyone to remind him of that day.....i asked him once before why it was so bad besides the bleeding nose....he said he saw some shit but he wasnt sure if it was because he was light headed from the blood loss LOL and that it was too dark to see properly...anyways after the requiem...we got him checked out at the hospital...doctor said he was fine he just needed to eat alot of food lol...


for those that dont know...a requiem is like a song or chant sung for someone when they die..... anyways the songs they sung for my grandma are so old that no one knows what the words actually mean ROFL!.....im starting to sound abit dramatic but thought u guys might find it intregueing LOL!...

most of the things in my country is rly old fasion since its a fairly young country compared to most.... Papua New guinea just incase u were wondering



Posted 1/25/09
I don't know if this counts as scary...
But it's pretty dark


I’m Sumiya Akari. I was born on October 24 at Kobe. My parents, Sumiya Akira and Suzuki Eika married each other under orders from their family. Family, yes; they were distant cousins. I was born.
The first time I showed any signs of being… abnormal was at school, 2nd grade. I only remember being mad, being real mad. I have forgotten why. All I know is that I was mad. Then things started shaking, and the windows and light bulb shattered. The glass shards… I remember them. They flew in an unnatural way; all away from me, showering the rest of the class. Everyone was screaming, running for the door. That made me madder. The teacher came and tried to pull me out… I forgot what happened after that. There was a loud bam and more screams. That was it; all I remember.
Back then… I didn’t know it was me. All I knew was that this mess, this destruction all ventilated my anger. It was a good stress relief. But I didn’t know it hurt so many people. I never went back to school after that, but I heard my parents talking about the teacher, how she was in coma. Since that day, everything changed.
It was a glass of lemonade plunked down in front of me. It was a hot summer’s day, high humidity. I didn’t think twice about it, only thanks to my parents. It was until I was half way through that I read that pain, despair in her eyes, my mom’s. I didn’t understand, only slowly drawing the cup away from my lips. Then I tasted that chalky powder. I couldn’t believe it at first, only staring back into my mom’s watering eyes. My dad came in, sitting by her, hiding his eyes. “It’s… drugged…” I whispered, recalling what the news channel had announced only seconds ago. That few seconds changed everything.
My eyes opened to the sound… That sound sounded so… familiar, but I know I have never heard it before. My eyelids felt so... heavy. But curiosity got the best of me. But I didn’t expect what came next. My mom was leaning in towards me, lower half of her body outside… outside of what? But I didn’t look around to check, my gaze froze on the shining streaks running down my mother’s cheeks. I raised a sleep-begging arm, gently wiping away the tear, then letting it fall heavily by the side. “Don’t cry…” I breathed out. “Akari… Akari…” she only continued to sob. It was only then I remember what happened. She froze, possibly reading the expression on my face. My fingers subconsciously curled and tightened on the faux leather cover of the car seat. “Where are you taking me?!” My voice had risen in alarm, but I still couldn’t manage above a whisper. I saw my father’s familiar calloused fingers grip my mother’s frozen shoulders, pulling her back. “Where are you taking me?!” This protest made it to a scream, but I barely heard it, just like I barely heard the loud shatter of the streetlamp. Suddenly, rough hands grabbed my left shoulder, pulling me back. But before I could turn, a white funnel shaped mask was shoved over my nose and mouth. I screamed, really loud. But the breath that followed allowed that drug to rush into my system. It worked instantly. My head drooped, my arms went limp… Everything else went dark.
Posted 2/1/09 , edited 2/1/09
The story originally came from MR.XXX
I heard it from Mr Matsumoto
and it really freaked me out.
When you hear it, I bet you'll want to tell it to everybody.

Ok, so this man was coming back home from work and was really tired.
He entered the elevator of his appartment building.
A guy was standing there.
He thought to himself "That's creepy", but he had no choice but to get in the elevator.
He said to him "Good evening", but the guy ignored that.

The elevator doors opened and the creepy guy got out.
But on his way out he bumed into him.
He said "Sorry", but the creepy man ignored that too.
He was hiding his face the whole time.

He thought "Damn, there are creepy guys around", and got back to his appartment.
When he got in, he noticed there was blood where the creepy guy had bumped into him.
Of course you wonder what the hell happened.

A few days later, he heard the dorebell rang when he was at home.
He checked who was behind the door.
A policeman was standing there
The policeman said " A few days ago there was a murder in this apartment building"
"Have you witnessed any suspicious people around?"
But the man was really busy with work at the time, and if he said he had, it would have resulted in him getting involved in the investigation.
So he just brushed it off, saying no.
The policeman was like "Ok, no problem" and went away.

The next day, he turnede on the TV.
The news talked about a murder in his building
"It was really real"
The criminal was apprehended.
A mugshot appeared on the TV screen.
When he looked at the screen, it was the policeman!
This is really scary isnt it?

-- Why did the policeman come? --
!!!To kill the witness, of course!!!!
Had he opened the door, he would have gotten killed right away!!!!
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altanah wrote:

The story originally came from MR.XXX
I heard it from Mr Matsumoto
and it really freaked me out.
When you hear it, I bet you'll want to tell it to everybody.

Ok, so this man was coming back home from work and was really tired.
He entered the elevator of his appartment building.
A guy was standing there.
He thought to himself "That's creepy", but he had no choice but to get in the elevator.
He said to him "Good evening", but the guy ignored that.

The elevator doors opened and the creepy guy got out.
But on his way out he bumed into him.
He said "Sorry", but the creepy man ignored that too.
He was hiding his face the whole time.

He thought "Damn, there are creepy guys around", and got back to his appartment.
When he got in, he noticed there was blood where the creepy guy had bumped into him.
Of course you wonder what the hell happened.

A few days later, he heard the dorebell rang when he was at home.
He checked who was behind the door.
A policeman was standing there
The policeman said " A few days ago there was a murder in this apartment building"
"Have you witnessed any suspicious people around?"
But the man was really busy with work at the time, and if he said he had, it would have resulted in him getting involved in the investigation.
So he just brushed it off, saying no.
The policeman was like "Ok, no problem" and went away.

The next day, he turnede on the TV.
The news talked about a murder in his building
"It was really real"
The criminal was apprehended.
A mugshot appeared on the TV screen.
When he looked at the screen, it was the policeman!
This is really scary isnt it?

-- Why did the policeman come? --
!!!To kill the witness, of course!!!!
Had he opened the door, he would have gotten killed right away!!!!


Uaah!!!! Scary!!! Uaah...Lady Luck loves him...
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