Help D:

[Hugums]

I've been lying down for hours now it's around 5 in the morning right now and there's really nothing I can do. I'm in the same room as my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but look back and try not to cry or scream their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's the strong scent of blood and I'm paralyzed with fear.

Here's the thing though, the second I make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore I'm completely forgeted. I will die and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying to think of some way out of here but the only idea I've had is to bolt for the door and scream for help hoping a neighbor or passer-by hears. That's really risky, but the thing is if I stay in bed there's a 100% chance I'll die. He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece.

Now you're probably wondering what's going on and even how I'm telling you this. Well I do tend to get ahead of myself sometimes so lets back up a bit.

About 3 or 4 hours ago I heard screaming from the other side of my house so naturally I got I to investigate. I had to go to the bathroom. So instead of doing the smart thing and investigating I went to relieve myself... But I could've gotten myself killed right then. I did my business and then peeked out the bathroom door and saw blood on the floor and base of the wall and that's where I started to freak out. I ran back to my bed and pulled the covers over my head hoping it was just a really lucid dream or something like that.

But then I heard my door open... Like a terrified child I peaked a single eye out from under the blanket. There was something dragging my dead parents into the room. It's not human I know that much for sure. It's hairless, no visible eyes and it's not wearing clothes I think. It walks like a caveman, sort of limping and moving like it's uncomfortable with legs. But before you make an assumption it DEFINITELY was NOT a caveman, it was aware of what it was doing.

Then it propped my dad up on the edge of my bed, it snapped my dads neck and made the head face me. Then it sat my mother on the desk chair and turned it towards me. It dragged it's hands on the wall leaving a bloody mess behind it, it drew a circle and the devils pentagram then wrote something on the wall that I could not read because it was so dark. This is what it would call it's masterpiece if it could talk, I'm sure of this. At this point I remembered that my iPod was on the charger next to me so I slithered my hand out and pulled it in with a finger so I can write this.

Then it slithered under my bed and waited for me. The scariest thing though is now it's been about an hour and my eyes have adjusted to the darkness and I can read what is written on the wall. I peek out to see the things masterpiece.

"I know you're awake."


Now that that's done with, post your scary stories :D

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[Kapturrith]

Oooooooooh, you got me.

[Crysist]

I thought it was real until I saw the 'Now that that's done with, post your scary stories :D' at the bottom. :D

[Kobewarrior]

Totally fake.

EDIT: Crap, I read the last paragraph. Never mind.

[Jetlok]

how do you write this if your stuck in bed? huh!?

[Kobewarrior]

how do you write this if your stuck in bed? huh!?

He. Has. Laptop.

[Welknair]

Varisian Nursery Rhyme:

Mumble Mumble Scarecrow
Alone in the Maze
Sleeping in the daytime
A stitched man he stays

But when the moon she rises
Up Mumble Gets
He shakes his hands at first
And moves his feet the next

And when the dog is snoring
And when you’re fast asleep
Mumble Mumble Scarecrow
Will find you good to eat

Creepy enough?

[Jetlok]

Creepy enough?

no

[Kobewarrior]

Percy Percy Scarecrow
Alone in the Maze
Sleeping in the daytime
A stitched girl she stays

But when the moon she rises
Up Percy Gets
She shakes her hands at first
And moves her feet the next

And when the dog is snoring
And when you’re fast asleep
Percy Percy Scarecrow
Will find your soul good to take

Percy is a scarecrow from a show I believe is called That so Raven. Hmm...

[Volga]

Wow. That was really weird, bravo Hugums.

[zenloth]

You get a phone call from your Mother. Since her car has been in the shop, she asks you to go to the grocery store and pick up a few odds and ends for her. Bread, milk, cereal, and chicken breasts. After writing down a small list you reluctantly get in the car and pick up the items at the store. The lady cashier makes an odd remark to you: "You know, we're in no danger of a milk shortage."Upon arriving at her house you knock several times. No answer. You decide to try the door. It opens. You place the grocery bag on the counter. Strange. There seems to be six other grocery bags, each with identical contents. In a couple, the chicken and the milk has gone bad. "Mom," you call out, but no answer. You make your way through the kitchen and into the living room.Sitting on the couch, with her head cut off and neatly resting on her lap, is your Mother.Naturally you call the police who come over to investigate. They mention that she has been dead for nearly a week. Furthermore, the police psychiatrist is at the scene and talks to you after you give your initial statement. Sitting on the front steps, you overhear the psychiatrist talking with the crime scene investigator."It's not uncommon for people suffering from schizophrenia to get locked into a series of repetitive behaviors," he says.You think to yourself, They can't be talking about me. Schizophrenia? No way. Repetitive behavior? Do they think I did this?

Suddenly your cell phone goes off. "Hello?"

"Hi hun, it's me. Could you stop at the store and pick up some chicken and milk. Oh, and I need some bread and cereal too."

"No problem Mom. I'll be right over..."


I posted this completely on my own and under no pressure at all from Huggy... Mhm.

[masterockets]

so hugums, what was that monster?

[Daedalus]

You get a phone call from your Mother. Since her car has been in the shop, she asks you to go to the grocery store and pick up a few odds and ends for her. Bread, milk, cereal, and chicken breasts. After writing down a small list you reluctantly get in the car and pick up the items at the store. The lady cashier makes an odd remark to you: "You know, we're in no danger of a milk shortage."Upon arriving at her house you knock several times. No answer. You decide to try the door. It opens. You place the grocery bag on the counter. Strange. There seems to be six other grocery bags, each with identical contents. In a couple, the chicken and the milk has gone bad. "Mom," you call out, but no answer. You make your way through the kitchen and into the living room.Sitting on the couch, with her head cut off and neatly resting on her lap, is your Mother.Naturally you call the police who come over to investigate. They mention that she has been dead for nearly a week. Furthermore, the police psychiatrist is at the scene and talks to you after you give your initial statement. Sitting on the front steps, you overhear the psychiatrist talking with the crime scene investigator."It's not uncommon for people suffering from schizophrenia to get locked into a series of repetitive behaviors," he says.You think to yourself, They can't be talking about me. Schizophrenia? No way. Repetitive behavior? Do they think I did this?

Suddenly your cell phone goes off. "Hello?"

"Hi hun, it's me. Could you stop at the store and pick up some chicken and milk. Oh, and I need some bread and cereal too."

"No problem Mom. I'll be right over..."


I posted this completely on my own and under no pressure at all from Huggy... Mhm.

Nice. :D

[Hugums]

My friend told me this one so I have to re-write it from memory.

One school day, a boy named Tom was sitting in class and doing math. It was six more minutes until after school. As he was doing his homework, something caught his eye.
His desk was next to the window, and he turned and looked to the grass outside. It looked like a picture. When school was over, he ran to the spot where he saw it. He ran fast so that no one else could grab it.
He picked it up and smiled. It had a picture of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had a dress with tights on and red shoes, and her hand was formed into a peace sign.
She was so beautiful he wanted to meet her, so he ran all over the school and asked everyone if they knew her or have ever seen her before. But everyone he asked said "No." He was devastated.
When he was home, he asked his older sister if she knew the girl, but unfortunately she also said "No." It was very late, so Tom walked up the stairs, placed the picture on his bedside table and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night Tom was awakened by a tap on his window. It was like a nail tapping. He got scared. After the tapping he heard a giggle. He saw a shadow near his window, so he got out of his bed, walked toward his window, opened it up and followed the giggling. By the time he reached it, it was gone.
The next day again he asked his neighbors if they knew her. Everybody said, "Sorry, no." When his mother came home he even asked her if she knew her. She said "No." He went to his room, placed the picture on his desk and fell asleep.
Once again he was awakened by a tapping. He took the picture and followed the giggling. He walked across the road, when suddenly he got hit by a car. He was dead with the picture in his hand.


The driver got out of the car and tried to help him, but it was too late. Suddenly he saw the picture and picked it up.
He saw a cute girl holding up three fingers.

[lolzorz mcgee]

The Tell Tale Heart.  'Nuff said.
Although it's more creepy than it is scary.