Halloween Short Scary Stories
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Posted 10/23/09

ok i was looking for some scary stories treads i couldn't find any
so i decided to make one so here's how it goes... make up the most scary,tarifiing ,gory, just plain sadistic
story you can think of!!! ...thank you and have a happy halloween!
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Posted 10/25/09
There were once two men. Jack and Chuck. Jack and Chuck were both in their late forties and had known each other their entire lives. Every night they would sit on a bench in front a small corner store on the edge of town. On the other side of the road was a huge wheat field that extended for miles. One night when sitting on the bench Chuck noticed a noise coming from the field. Jack got up and begin moving across the road to find out what had made the noise. When Jack was about a quarter of they way across the street something emerged from the field. When it came out Chuck also stood up and Jack took a step back. What had came out looked like a man. Except that he looked more like a corpse than a living person. His face had deep pits and he had almost no hair. The man begin to make its way towards Jack. As it did Jack asked the man if he was okay. The man did not respond. It only continued towards Jack. When it got only a few feet in front of Jack, Jack smelled the unmistakable smell of rotting flesh. Jack turned an ran down the street and away from the creature and the field with Chuck close on his heels. Chuck and Jack never sat on that bench for the rest of their lives.

Years later when Jack was on his deathbed and dying of old age, Chuck was the only one there to console him. Jack asked Chuck if he remembered that night when the Creature came out of the field. Chuck said that he did. It was at this moment that Jack died. Chuck looked at Jacks face and saw that it was exactly the same as the creature from that night. The next day it was reported that there was a break in at the mortuary and that Jacks body had been stolen. Chuck hearing this decided to take a walk to that corner where the bench was and the town met the wheat field. As Jack stood there and reflected he heard a noise in the wheat field. He looked up and too his surprise did not see the creature from that night emerge. Instead he saw Jack emerge. Chucked looked at him in horror for a moment before leaving as fast as he could.


Just to be fair and honest this story was not entirely my own creation. I have heard it from somewhere else though i couldn't exactly tell you where that place was. So I just wrote the story from memory as best that i could.
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Posted 10/25/09
Once upon a time, thats right once upon a time there was a man named Paul. Paul was a big risk taker. Rock climbing, sky diving, etc, whatever filled most people with fear.

One day Paul decide to go hiking to see an old tribe that he had keep in contact with on one of his adventures. He set up camp after 2 days and immediately went to sleep. Paul woke up to find that he was covered in bugs. No big deal, he was use to it and sprayed bug spray and went back to sleep. In the morning he was covered in bumps, but still he pressed on. Day 5 Paul reached the Uwantu Tribe and was greeted by the chief. Paul presented him with a gift, as was custom, of a machete and whet stone to sharpen it.

After being there for 2 days Paul realized that the bumps were only getting bigger. He went to see the doctor who told him that the bites were spider bites and that it had laid eggs in him and that in 2 days he would die. Scared to death he asked the doctor if there was anything he could do. Sadly enough there was nothing he could do.

Paul woke up to find that he was covered in bugs. No big deal, he was use to it and sprayed bug spray and went back to sleep. In the morning he was covered in bumps, but still he pressed on. Day 5 Paul reached the Uwantu Tribe and was greeted by the chief. Paul presented him with a gift, as was custom, of a machete and whet stone to sharpen it.

After being there for 2 days Paul realized that the bumps were only getting bigger. He went to see the doctor who told him that the bites were spider bites and that it had laid eggs in him and that in 2 days he would die. Scared to death he asked the doctor if there was anything he could do. Sadly enough there was nothing he could do.

Paul woke up to find that he was covered in bugs. No big deal, he was use to it and sprayed bug spray and went back to sleep. In the morning he was covered in bumps, but still he pressed on. Day 5 Paul reached the Uwantu Tribe and was greeted by the chief. Paul presented him with a gift, as was custom, of a machete and whet stone to sharpen it.

After being there for 2 days Paul realized that the bumps were only getting bigger. He went to see the doctor who told him that the bites were spider bites and that it had laid eggs in him and that in 2 days he would die. Scared to death he asked the doctor if there was anything he could do. Sadly enough there was nothing he could do.

Turns out the spiders poison was a hallucinogen and put Paul into a coma. He died. o_o. Bad ending? Or bad story?
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Posted 10/26/09
well its confusing because you just wrote the same thing three times in a row. perhaps if something happened slightly differently with each passing day.
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confusing
Posted 12/22/09
sorry i can't i put all of it up here cus i really like the story
i hope this is okay to put here.

Ted and the Class Next Door
by
Helen C.

note from Author: my spelling and grammar punctuations are bad, so please ignore it as best as you can; and enjoy the story.

There was a new student at Steven’s Jr. High called Ted Freddy, an eighth grader; who was looking forward to a great year in his new school. Well, so he thought. A week had passed since Ted started his new life at Steven’s Jr. High, everything seemed to be fine for Ted; until the time he snuck into the school at night.

While in class, Ted felt someone was glaring at him from behind with a scary cursing look on their face. Ted looked behind him, but there was no one there; except for the wall and the locked cabinet that the teacher only had access too.
“Ted, come up here and get your report,” said the teacher.
“BOOM!” a sound came from the cabinet after Ted sat down in his seat.
“Woo!” cried Ted jumping out from his seat.

After heading out of the classroom, instead of heading towards the exit, he walked to the classroom next to his; to find out what the other class was up to. But all Ted could see from walking half way from his classroom was a row of blinking lights on the ceiling, a blank wall on his left where his classroom was, and two more classes to his right across and diagonal from his classroom, and the end of the hall wall, which was blank.
“Oh, you are. Well….its door is on the other side of the building,” said his teacher, “Promise me you won’t go looking for that classroom, or I’ll give you detention.”

Then out of nowhere, a flash of light appeared behind him for a second, showing a shadow of a person that had the shape of “the Grudge" in The Grudge. Ted wanted to get a better look, quickly turned back, but he was too late; the light and the shadow were both gone.

After a few minutes the mysterious person suddenly extended out its right hand out in front of Ted and releasing a huge gust of wind, pushing him and the globby blackish purplish hand back inside the room.

i hope i did not put out too much info.
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Posted 12/26/09 , edited 12/26/09
ONE CHRISTMAS DAY, SANTA HAD A STROKE
AND HE DIDN'T SURVIVE IT. SO HIS HUNGRY ELVES TRANFORMS IN TO TROLLS. EATING HIS FLESH
TEARING HIS INYARDS THEY FEAST MERRILY AND BLOOD!!! MY DAGGONNE BLOOD EVERY WHERE!!! WHOW! PHEW..AHEMMM... ALMOST LOST IT. THEN EVERY KID IN THE WORLD GOT
A PIECE OF SANTA'S FAT FLESH AND INYARDS AND THE END.
HOW'S THAT FOR A SCARY CHRISTMAS STORY
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Ok, so this is a story my friend told me. -cant write very well an stuff..IM STILL LEARNING!!-

There were two girls named Rachel and Cate. They were both in college and a huge test was coming up soon. Rachel still had to finish studying, but Cate was sick. She was so sick that, she couldn't see straight and couldn't even get a good night's rest.
That night, Rachel insisted that she study in the lobby of the dorm. Cate agreed and tried to go to sleep. Rachel went into the lobby and studied with some friends. One of her friends, said that there was a dangerous man, almost on a homocidal rampage and to look out. Rachel soon realized that she was missing some important notes she had taken. "I'll be right back. I have to go get something." She said to them. She walked down the long hallway and tiptoed into the room.
It was pitch black. Nothing moved. Rachel reached her hands out in front of her so she wouldn't fall. Suddenly she heard something.
Drip.Drip
Drip.Drip
"Oh that faulty sink. I'll have to get that fixed soon." She thought to herself. Rachel felt around on her bed for the papers, when she heard something else.
Deep gasps came from Cate's bed.
"Oh poor Cate. She must have a really stuffy nose. I'll have to buy her some more tissues." She thought to herself.
Rachel found the rest of her papers and left, slowly and quietly closing the door.
It was around 3 in the morning when Rachel had finished. She had fallen asleep in the lobby.
"I had better go see if Cate is ok."
She ran down the hallway and got to the door. Wrapping her hand around the knob, she opened it.
Rachel screamed.
Inside, Cate was on her bed, throat slit open and red blood poured from her throat and dripped on the floor in a large puddle.
Then it hit Rachel. The dripping was the blood gently plinking onto the ground, the gasping was Cate breathing her last..
Suddenly, a drop of crimson liquid fell from the ceiling. Rachel looked up, still terrified from the sight of her roommate.
She read the blood written letters scribbled onto the ceiling.
Good thing you didn't turn on the lights
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