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Spooky Stories - Page 2
 When I
was a teenager, several older girls from my school went to an old,
deserted plantation house to hold a séance. They sat in a circle on the
floor, placed a candle in the center and began trying to reach spirits of
the dead. For whatever reason, they called upon the spirit of the Headless
Horseman. As they held hands and murmured encouragement for the spirit to
contact them, a sudden gusty draft blew through the enormous old room and
the candle was extinguished. One of the girls began screaming and
screaming in agony. In terror, the other girls grabbed her and they all
ran out of the house. The screaming girl kept sobbing and sobbing, "My
back! My back!". The other girls pulled her shirt up to see why she was in
such agony and discovered a lash upon her back, as though someone with a
horse whip had dealt her a cruel, warning blow. None of the girls believed
that the Horseman ever actually existed, they were just playing around and
trying to scare one another. But undeniably, something quite terrifying did
actually exist and reached out from beyond to either inflict harm or a
warning to a group of young girls dabbling in a realm they were obviously
neither safe nor welcome in. Submitted by Allie, Frankfort, KY
I
always like Halloween parties, but this was a Halloween party I'll never
forget! I was twelve years old and my mom, dad, brother and I went to the
party at about 8:00pm and planned on being home by 11. While we were
having a good time, I heard a rustling noise outside. I thought it was
just pipes or silly kids messing around, so I went to get some punch.
After about ten minutes, a man came knocking on the door. My dad's friend
answered it and there appeared to be a homeless man wandering around,
looking for some money. We gave him a couple of tips and he thanked us and
left. At about 11:25pm we left the party. While we were crossing a river,
we saw the same man with his throat cut. On a nearby tree it said "Don't
give money to strangers." My family and I got scared and sped off. About
two weeks later, we heard on the news that there was a mental patient who
escaped on Halloween night. They also showed a picture of him on the news,
but he looked completely different. We were confused, but my dad said that
the man must have switched disguises! Submitted by Joanna
My
friend and I were babysitting and we started getting spooked, so we put
the two kids to bed and started watching TV. I got up to get a drink and
noticed that there was a thing that looked like a clown sitting in the
dining room chair. I told my friend and we called the owner of the house. What she told
us scared the heck out of us! She said to get out of the house
IMMEDIATELY. When we asked why, she told us that her neighbor was a
deranged midget and sometimes he would dress up like a clown and break
into their house. He has threatened them before but they thought he was
just kidding. We got the kids and called the police. Everybody is safe and
he is now in a mental institution. We later gave up our babysitting job...
True story by Alicia
Downstairs
in the basement of my new house in Mississauga, Ontario, I was on the
computer playing some games when suddenly, I heard some footsteps and the
door opening. I went upstairs to check who it might have been, but when I
got upstairs, there was no one at all. I went back downstairs, shut the
games website, and closed the computer. Suddenly, the computer opened! I
thought that was weird... I closed the computer again, but this time, I
got a message on the computer saying "I'm looking at you." I was very
freaked out. I didn't shut down the computer this time, I just ran
upstairs. When I got upstairs, I thought it might have been someone
playing a joke, but I was very, very wrong. I ran upstairs to my room
where my sister was, and I told her what happened. She obviously didn't
believe me. True story submitted by Saman
There
was a girl named Alice Costello who died in my school, so they named the
school after her. The rumor is that she haunts the school. I have been
going to that school for nine years and nothing has ever happened -- up
until recently, that is. My friend Kris was sitting by a door in the
Science room, where my teacher keeps all of his beakers. The door started
to open, and whenever she tried to close and lock it, it kept opening!
Papers would fly off the desk, when no one was over there. Once, when I
was in my social studies class, a map that has been on the wall for about
four years, suddenly fell to the floor. The window would close when no one
was over there! Another time, when my friend Renee and I were in the
library researching something, books fell off the shelf when no one was
over by them! Is there really a ghost in my school, or is Alice Costello
just a myth? Submitted by Heather
Candyman
was the son of a wealthy slave so he went to all the best schools.
Candyman's wealthy landowner wanted him to steal his daughter's virginity.
He did just that and Candyman's father wanted revenge. He hired some
people to cut off Candyman's right hand with a rusty blade and no one came
to his aid. There were local beehives near Cabrini Green. They got the
honeycomb and covered Candyman's naked body with the honeycomb. Candyman
was stung thousands of times and died a slow, painful death. His ashes
were scattered all over Cabrini Green. As the legends have it, say "Candyman"
five times with the lights turned off or four times with the lights on and
on the fifth time, turn off the lights and he will appear behind you,
breathing heavily and then cut you up. My friend tried it and three
minutes after she did it, she felt something stinging her ankle... then
her legs... and then her fingers. After ten minutes, the pain was gone.
Submitted by Lindsey
Once,
when I was walking on a sidewalk, I saw a teen couple about the age of
eighteen walking down the road. I passed them and said "Hello!," but they
didn't reply. About four weeks later, I saw the same couple and greeted
them with a "Hello" again. This time, they replied saying "Hi, Sweetie!"
After about a month, I read an article about two teenagers who were beaten
to death at a local barber shop. Pictured in the article was the couple I
met on the sidewalk. At about 9:30PM, I got a mail in the letterbox with
no contact information. I opened the letter and it said "Hi, Sweetie!"
Submitted by Roseatta
One
day my cousin was sleeping over at my house. We were outside coloring on
the sidewalk with chalk. All of the sudden, a grey, beaten up van stopped
in front of my house. He asked in a really quiet voice (probably so we
would go closer) where the "boat docks" were. "Lynn doesn't have boat
docks." I said to the man. He said that yes, it does, it said so on his
map. he asked me to come look for myself. I said I did not know. My mom,
not knowing the man in the van, came outside to see what was going on.
Right when she came out, he sped away. He later stopped at my friend's
house down the street, and asked if she had seen his dog. Then her mom
came out and he drove away. On the news about two days later, it said
their was a kidnapping right down the street from me. The man was caught
and the two kids that were kidnapped were sent home. True story
submitted by Jessica
On
Labor Day weekend when I was about about ten years old, I was asleep in my
room and was awakened really late at night. I heard a thump, like
something falling on the floor. I opened my eyes and saw a tall black,
hooded figure standing in my room. I got scared so I acted like I was
tossing in my sleep, turned over and pulled the blanket over my head. In
the morning I woke up and my clock was on the floor. I later asked my
parents if they had been in my room last night and they hadn't...The same
thing happens to me every labor day weekend. True story submitted by
AmberLee
My
great-aunt married a man that no one really knew. One night she had this
strange feeling that someone was watching her and she woke up. She saw
what appeared to be her husband hovering over her, but it was not him. He
had horns, red eyes, and what looked like a cape wrapped around him.
Thinking she was still asleep, she yelled his name. He floated back to his
side of the bed and returned to his normal shape. They are no longer
married. True story submitted by Jamie McDonald
When
I was ten years old, I heard a story about an old house. If you visit and
go inside, you'll see an old woman wearing a black sweater, holding a
knife saying, "I'm coming! I'm coming!" If you don't run away fast enough,
she'll catch you, cut your stomach open and fill it with sand. They say
that this old lady used to pick blueberries in the mornings until a man
came and killed her. After that, her ghost comes out and kills anyone who
disturbs her while she is picking blueberries. Submitted by Chelsea
When
I was just three years old, I lived in my Grandma's house with my Mom and
Dad. One night, I was alone, asleep in my parents' room. For some reason,
I woke up. It was dark, but I was sure I was alone. I then saw that the
wall was red. Then I saw black. Something appeared, it was like I was
seeing the devil and seven demons. It said "I'll kill you" and kept
laughing and laughing. I was so scared and crying that I put my blanket
over my head and fell asleep. I will never forget that night. True
story submitted by Juanita
There
was a girl named Jenna who was having a slumber party. She invited three
friends but only one came. That night, after they did all the fun
activities they went to bed. Jenna's friend Mary said "goodnight" and they
went to bed. Ten minutes later Jenna heard Mary counting "12345" she
didn't pay much attention though she thought that Mary was counting to get
to sleep. At about 3am Jenna woke up to go to the bathroom and heard "565,
565, 566, 567" she reach over and turned on the light and turned around to
see a man holding Mary's decapitated head pulling out her hair one piece
at a time. Submitted by Sarah
Once,
I was in my parents' room playing my Playstation 2. I got up to go into my
own room and then I went back and started playing again. I heard the door
open and heard someone grab something off of the dresser behind me, but I
didn't bother to look. About ten minutes later, I went in the living room
to see who had came into the room. I found my sister watching her favorite
TV show, my dad sleeping and my mom had already left for work. My sister
said that neither my dad or her had got up for quite some time. Four
months later, the same thing happened with my mom at 5:30 in the morning.
My dad was at work and my sister and I were dead asleep. But this time
whatever or whoever it was, went into the bathroom, shut the door, and
then came out shutting the door again. True story submitted by Vanessa
My
cousin Kevin was at my old house for Christmas and New Year's when I was
five years old. He told me that one night he had to go to the bathroom,
which was right in front of my dad's office, in middle of the hallway. He
swore that he saw a wolf with yellow eyes. Then he ran in my room, did 21
push ups and went to sleep. He woke up at about 12:30 and heard a howl and
scratching on my door. On New Year's, he woke me up and asked "don't you
hear a bell ringing?" I said "no." When I was nine, we moved out of the
house. Submitted by Sarah
My
friend and I were having a sleepover. We had fun, skitting at her brother,
but we had no idea something weird was about to happen! We played for four
hours and at about 10:30, we went out to the back garden. In front of us,
there were three trees -- but something was not right. They had red eyes
in them and they followed and watched us. We freaked out and went to my
mate's room where we looked out the window. It looked like something
climbed out of the tree. We went back the next morning and there was blood
on the ground. We asked if anyone had been out. They all said "no." My
friend and I looked up events that had happened in the past and we learned
that someone had been killed there. We played the ouija board and the name
"Mary White" came up. We ran and never went into the garden again. True
story by Sara Field
For the
last few months, I have had a funny feeling that something is stalking me.
There are many signs. Whenever I'm walking, I hear loud footsteps. When I
stop walking, I can still hear them. When I turn around, the footsteps are
gone. I keep seeing someone crawling on the floor in the corner of my eye.
When I look, no one is there. I have a Halloween mask. The other night, I
awoke to see it on my bed staring at me. When I awoke the next day, I
found it in my cupboard. I often feel a hand on my shoulder that grabs
tightly. There is a tall black figure behind me with it's arm raised,
ready to strike. It's weird. I wonder if it's a sign. Submitted by
Marshmellow
On a cold,
stormy night, a lady was home alone because her husband was out of town.
She heard a baby crying outside of her door. She wanted to get the baby
but was concerned that something else was wrong. It sounded as if the baby
was moving and crawling off the edge of her porch. She was worried, but
instinct told her otherwise. She then called the police. They told her
they will come and check it out but to "STAY IN THE HOUSE." Apparently,
there was a crazed killer going around playing a recording of a baby's
cry. When the women take the bait and go outside, the killer would then...
kill them. Submitted by Jaden
Last year
around Halloween, one of my teachers was reading short stories, by Edgar
Allan Poe to my class. One day, she read us 'The Black Cat.' She told us
later that that night, she heard a scratching on her window. When she got
up to see what was making the noise, she saw the figure of a cat being
hung. She ran and jumped back in her bed and told her husband what
happened. He looked, but didn't see anything. He told her to stop messing
around and go back to sleep. Did she really see it or was it a sign from
Mr. Edgar Allan Poe? Submitted by Rosie
Something scary happened late one night when I took my grandmother home.
After dropping her off, I was ready to pull out of the driveway and had to
wait for a car to pass by -- but suddenly, it disappeared. I got scared so
I wanted to go inside of my grandmother's house. When I was turning off my
headlights, I saw a man standing right in front of my car, staring at me.
When he put his hand on the hood, it passed right through. He disappeared
and then I freaked out and locked all of the doors. I wanted to go home
but the car wouldn't start and I was too scared to get out. I called my
brother and told him what I saw but he started making fun of me so I
called my mom. She called a man with a tow truck and came with him. The
next day, I went to the mechanic and asked him what was wrong with my car.
He told me that someone tore all the wires out of the engine. Since then,
I never drive alone at night. This happened about four years ago and it
still scares me. Submitted by Khadija
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"Bloody Mary" Stories Submitted by Readers
Scary Stories and Tales Index
Only stories marked "true" at the end were specified
as true stories when submitted, but others may be too -- they just weren't
specifically stated to be true. Other stories are clearly folklore or
urban legends. You decide.
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