The scary thread

[David_G]

This is going to be new from me, there will be images and .gifs, but relax, there aren't any jumpers.

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.. I don't believe you! <_<

Well... OK, but trust me, I hate jumpers, I wouldn't put one in my post, I don't like cheap scares. If you still don't believe me, just wait and see that no one will post that they hate me, like they have to other people that posted jumpers.

No jumpers. One very dark image that shakes a little, one amusing little video clip, one still of some really good costumes, one ... rather odd family photograph, probably doctored rather than genuine, one clip of some horror movie, I guess, and one really rather pretty little girl. Looks like the could use a shower.

Hmmm... about the dark image that shakes a little, I'm assuming you have an LCD screen, so did you try standing up because you'll see more than just darkness.

Nice description btw.

And then I lie, awake at night
Hounoring fears and spooks of fright,
A creak comes beyond my door,
A shadow streaks along the floor,
As I make my way to the door,
I open slowley,expecting fright in store,
The creaking stops,I hear no more.

I look around and see no one,
Although the fear was rather fun,
And I made my way back to bed,
And leant down my woozy head,
As the creak returned behind my door,
And the creak crossed my carpet floor
I opened my eyes and fear struck my core.

I sleep now forevermore,
Such is my punishment for searching for the creak behind my door.

The Creak, A home made poem. tell me if you want more, If you dont there might be a creak behind your door...

OP: I saw this a while back, good to see its still going strong.

 

[ShadowsofHope]

This is going to be new from me, there will be images and .gifs, but relax, there aren't any jumpers.

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[http://img441.imageshack.us/my.php?image=128lj.gif]

[http://img251.imageshack.us/my.php?image=1283336148419.gif]

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.. I don't believe you! <_<

Well... OK, but trust me, I hate jumpers, I wouldn't put one in my post, I don't like cheap scares. If you still don't believe me, just wait and see that no one will post that they hate me, like they have to other people that posted jumpers.

No jumpers. One very dark image that shakes a little, one amusing little video clip, one still of some really good costumes, one ... rather odd family photograph, probably doctored rather than genuine, one clip of some horror movie, I guess, and one really rather pretty little girl. Looks like the could use a shower.

Okay, I looked at it. I regretted it, though. Little girls in horror are the most fucking horrific things you can ever put into them..

 

[Worgen]

Here's my contribution, other than my stories of terror and shaking:

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I am not leaving my office until morning...

EDIT: Also, a personal anecdote.

I often fall asleep with a fan on because I don't sleep well in hot rooms. A fan on low has never been loud enough to disturb my sleep. Lately though, I've been waking up to the mild sound of my fan becoming a deafening roar. It's probably just my mind playing tricks on me, but it's pretty disturbing all the same.

EDIT 2: Almost forgot.

I've never been there myself, but my friends have told me stories about a tunnel near where I live. When I ask them for details, they refuse to talk about it, but from what I hear you can go down the tunnel with a flashlight and fresh batteries and when you get down into the darkness a ways you'll start to hear voices. Suddenly, your batteries will die, all your electronics will stop working and you'll be left in total darkness. That's as far as they ever got...

the problem is they were using IE and IE is inherently vulnerable to evil, if they had been using firefox then at most they would have got is furry porn and everyone likes that

 

[NeedAUserName]

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the problem is they were using IE and IE is inherently vulnerable to evil, if they had been using firefox then at most they would have got is furry porn and everyone likes that

See, I would have suggested Safari, because even if as a browser its pretty useless, as far as warding of evil goes, its pretty reliant.

 

[royohz]

I like "This Man" [http://www.thisman.org]. It's not really SCARY, but it sure is creepy. Remember to look at the History and stuff. Sorry if someone already posted this, I don't wanna look through seventeen pages.

 

[Mr.Mattress]

I like "This Man" [http://www.thisman.org]. It's not really SCARY, but it sure is creepy. Remember to look at the History and stuff. Sorry if someone already posted this, I don't wanna look through seventeen pages.

Weird... Not really scary or creepy, but it's weird if it's true. My guess is that if it is true, then it would be something equivalent to the fear of tall gray skinned monsters: Something we just seem to all know.

 

[Incredible Bullshitting Man]

...
This thread won't stay dead...will it?

No. It has come here to make us all paranoid nervous wrecks (a mission it has fulfilled quite successfully, I might add) and now it won´t leave no matter how many times you rub your eyes and try to tell yourself, there´s nothing standing against the faint light slipping through the cracked door.

Remember to check under your bed before going to sleep.

 

[Mr Companion]

I like how this thread just keeps going. Perhaps we can subject as many people to the terror by simply maintaining its prescience in the "Latest Posts" sidebar.

 

[Secret world leader (shhh)]

I haven't seen this one used yet, but it's my personal favorite Creepy Pasta story.

Short, sweet and fucking horrifying:

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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.

The best horror story i've read so far on this thread, congratulations! i need to change my pants now! good times!

Why the hell did i read this thread with the lights off and my front wide open for my cat.

EDIT: i don't really have any stories to share, my life is very uneventful. Though there was one night where i woke up in the early hours of the morning and for that first second of being awake i swear i heard 2 male voices coming from the lobby. And one time i woke up facing the wall and i heard a footstep-like noise, like someone shifting their weight from one foot to the other. I was scared shitless and lay there frozen for a solid 20 minutes before turning round to find nothing there.

i'm sure that both these things happened in the weeks following me watching a few youtube videos about halloween (the film) and hearing the theme tune a few times yet i've only been properly scared by this thread once.

 

[Mr.Mattress]

Say, I have been hearing of this one scary story, apparently a Creepypasta of Super Mario 64. Unfortunately, I am too much of a chicken to go look it up. So if anybody would wanna tell me about it, that'd be great. Also, here's a weird glitch in an unhacked game:

 

[AMMO Kid]

That actually made me laugh haha

 

[LaughingAtlas]

I have two tales you may have heard before.

Spoiler: The Viper

There was a woman living on the 3rd floor of an apartment building. Early one morning, she got a phonecall. (these being the days where most people only had wire phones)
"I am the Viper," A strange voice said, "I'm on the first floor, I'll be up later."
She thought it a prank and thought no more of it until a few hours later when the phone rang again.
"I am the Viper, I'm on the second floor, I'll be up soon."
Frightened, she locked her door and shut the windows. The sun was going down when the next call came.
"I am the Viper, I'm coming up to the thrid floor..."
She hung up and frantically dialed 911. Before anyone responded, there was a loud knocking at the door. The woman heard the sound of jingling keys and tumblers turning. Frozen in horror, she watched as the door creaked open, revealing a man in a jumpsuit, carrying a squeegee and a bucket.
"Hello, I am the Viper, here to vash and vipe the vindows!"

Spoiler: If you've never seen Big Fish...

A child awoke from a nightmare at midnight, rushing to his parents room. He told them of his dream, a great black bird told him;
"Your aunt's gonna die."
His parents told him it was just a dream and to go back to sleep. The next morning, they got a call informing them of the aunt's demise. A few days later, the Bird appeared in another vision.
"Your daddy's gonna die," it said, before hurling the boy back into the waking world.
Telling his parents, the father turned pale. The next morning he shambled out of the house, having gotten no sleep. Well into the afternoon, he drove around town, eyes darting about, looking over his shoulder, certain a dreadful fate awaited him. When he got home he said to his wife;
"I've just had the worst day of my life."
To which the wife responded,
"You think you had it bad? The milkman dropped dead on the porch this morning!"

 

[lack of self CTRL]

You can't frighten me! I'm a coward i'm permanently scared. (cookie for reference, you geeky little tinkers)

I like "This Man" [http://www.thisman.org]. It's not really SCARY, but it sure is creepy. Remember to look at the History and stuff. Sorry if someone already posted this, I don't wanna look through seventeen pages.

He calls himself 'The Doctor'

 

[lack of self CTRL]

Not sure if this has been posted yet, but here goes nothing

Spoiler: The Licked Hand

A beautiful young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. On the news that night, they announced there is a serial killer on the loose in the area. Before she goes to bed, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows, but the one in the basement won't lock. She decides to leave it unlocked, but locks the basement door and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.

In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from her bathroom. Half-awake, the girl feels the comforting lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more, she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.

Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.

Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye; she turns around. Written on the wall in her dog's blood are the words "Humans can lick too."

Bow-Chicka-Bow-Wow.

sorry but i had to. XD

 

[Azure-Supernova]

More please, I need to sleep less... the stories are the best

 

[Elburzito]

Post up scary stories/pics/ or videos or make one.

OK - mine pale in comparison to most of the items on this thread, but they are homegrown (mine), and one is very real:

Spoiler: Bogeyman(imagined)

When I was young, there was a large sugar maple outside my window, approximately two houses and one street away. Directly behind it stood a streetlight positioned at just the proper angle to shine right through my window to the head of my bed. The effect of this was to cast the tree in a sharp relief, so that on even the most moonless nights, its outline was distiinctly defined.

This was unfortunate, the uppermost branches of the tree came together to form what in my mind appeared to be the profile of a great demonic head, the glow of the lamp's bulb uncannily piercing through where the eye should be.

It more or less retained its shape on all but the most blustery of nights - in fact, a light breeze would make it laugh, gnash its teeth, or mutter soundlessly to itself. And, invariably, it stared directly at me, the upturned gap in the branches where its mouth should be smiling in a quiet promise.
It would get me. Maybe not this night, or the next, or even this year. But it had the patience of the tree it inhabited, and could wait.

Moving my bed never occurred to me - in fact, I vaguely recall thinking that if I wasn't where I could stare back at it, it could come closer without my knowing. I'd toyed with the idea of busting the streetlight, but I was too young to dare that kind of vandalism. And again, it would leave me merely unable to see my nemesis.

In any event, these were actions that seemed silly and unimportant during the day, and only mattered when I was unable to pursue them, as I was on my watch. My only respite was winter, when the face grew skeletal, then faded into dry sticks. But spring would return, and every leaf would grow back ? just so. The face was back to stare, laugh, and promise.

One year ? think when I was about 10, the city widened the street that ran past my house. The tree was marked, a day-glo slash spray painted across its trunk.

It was to be a casualty.
I was ecstatic. For the next couple of weeks, I was more vigilant than ever at night, and I scoffed openly at the tree in the safety of day. I was less than gracious in victory.

Then it was gone, sliced cleanly less than a foot off the ground. I didn?t even see where the remnants went, being at school at the time. The stump soon followed as the road crews moved in, and it was like it had never been. The streetlight, unfiltered, forced my to finally move my bed, fatigue accomplishing what fear had failed to do.

In the years that followed, changes came to my life ? nothing others haven?t gone through ? but tough changes nonetheless. I gradually began to wonder, as brooding grew and innocence dissipated, if perhaps when the tree was cut down, the demon had not been destroyed with it.


Maybe it had simply been set free.

Spoiler: Bogeyman (real)

OK let?s start with a scary personal experience:

I?m about 8, and walking to the movies with my sister and her friends. We?re going down our town?s main road, and ? being the youngest in the group by about 3 years, not to mention a little jerk ? I?m running out ahead of the rest of the group by a good 20 yards.

Suddenly, a boxy blue sedan makes a screeching left turn into the intersection just ahead of me, and comes to a halt. The driver opens the door. He is a large, fleshy, mustached man in his late 30?s ? mid 40?s (at my age, everyone looks old). He glares at me, and says, ?Get in.?

That?s it. No lure, no offer of candy, no niceties at all. So it doesn?t really click. The closest thing I can recall thinking is ?This guy?s bossy, he?s grumpy, he looks mean. He must be a friend of my dad?s. Maybe I?m in trouble for being out here.?

Somebody yells ?NO!!!?

Then, a pair of arms wrap around me from behind. Jenny Fiorello(not her real name), my sister?s best friend (not to mention my number one crush in the 5 or so years following this episode), has grabbed me from behind. It is at this point in time I realize that I had actually taken 4 or 5 steps forward, and was practically in reach of the driver. He just needs to step out.

He sizes both of us up for too long a time. Then, looking at the rest of the group of kids coming up behind us, he slams his door, and peels off.

We go home and tell the folks. Actually, as it was in the days before Hardcopy and Fox-Style news, I think we went to the movie first, and then told my parents. They showed mild interest, but didn?t pursue it further. Being little kids, we pretty much forgot about it as well.

But as I grew up, the episode haunted me with two possibilities:
If I had gotten in, where would I be now? Would I be now?
And, since I didn?t report it, who was the next child to get in?
And how many more were there that got in afterward?

Now, it may be my brain trying to fit unlike puzzle pieces together, but it doesn?t help that my recollection of the man very much resembles someone I?ve seen since - both in newspapers and in books?

Damn those were scary!Felt authentic and genuine. Also was it really true about the second story? And if so who does he remind you of?

Thanks, man!
And yup, it's true. And at the risk of showing myself for a geezer, he looked kind like this:

But without the mustache. I think he may have been in jail for sometime at that point, though.

There's a somewhat similar scene in the beginning of Mystic River, and I really don't like that movie. Go figure.

WITHOUT the beard you say? Hmm, I think I'll have a word with my dad.

OT: I've got nothing to bring to the table, I'm afraid.

 

[Malyc]

Go to ED and search creepy pasta.

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SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME!!!

 

[Azure-Supernova]

Epic thread, the guy who made this deserves his own special achievement

Yeah, I mean a thread going for three months on a forum so active as the Escapist is pretty rare.
Edited with moar scary:

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The third picture, where's it from (freakin creeped me out!)?

 

[David_G]

Epic thread, the guy who made this deserves his own special achievement

Yeah, I mean a thread going for three months on a forum so active as the Escapist is pretty rare.
Edited with moar scary:

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The third picture, where's it from (freakin creeped me out!)?

I have no idea, I just saved it from a creepy thread. Probably a movie, but I don't know which.

 

[Shoqiyqa]

... and one really rather pretty little girl. Looks like she could use a shower.

Okay, I looked at it. I regretted it, though. Little girls in horror are the most fucking horrific things you can ever put into them..

I told the truth though, didn't I? She is pretty and she does look like she could use a shower.

Speaking of pretty, where'd you get your avatar?

I was in the garden a couple of days ago and something scared the heck out of the birds downstream, then out of the birds in the next garden down, then out of the ducks on the stream by the fence, then there were two really heavy footsteps right in front of me, then nothing and the birds all calmed down and went back to feeding and so on. I never saw anything. I don't get it.