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| Any scary stories that happened to you? |
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| Protoss Dragoon:
I have two stories. When I was about five, or six. I don't remember. But, I was laying down in bed and My TV was on, It was getting late at night, and I was getting tired, as I rolled over on my side to go to sleep, (the way my doorway is positioned is that when you turn left, the doorway, dining room and a bit of the living room is visible) and, I swear, In the doorway of the dining room, there was a woman, about 5'4 or 5'7, floating about a foot off the ground, she was glowing... glowing pink... I don't remember any facial features, but she was dressed in a pink frilly dress that looks like it's from the 1800's or 1700's, and she just... loving glides from the doorway of the dining room into the living- room, Me being little, I was scared stuff-less and this practically made me go to sleep. Not to long ago, about a year ago, I was on my couch on a school night with my laptop, about 2 or 3 AM I thought I saw a shadow of a tall man in the corner of my vision, I just blamed it on being tired, and then, a few minutes later, I thought I saw the same figure crouch and run into the kitchen, but halfway there it just. loving, vanished. Not that scary when you think about it. |
| Refticus:
i looked out the window and i saw a black man |
| Protoss Dragoon:
--- Quote from: Refticus on June 18, 2017, 05:26:27 PM ---i looked out the window and i saw a black man --- End quote --- okay seriously |
| Punished Toxicology:
i peed in a pool once |
| Blockomaniac:
this happened so long ago and i remember it so vaguely it may have been a dream but here we go when i was like, 6 or 7? maybe older? my mom went to the bathroom inside a Walmart and i sat on a bench outside waiting for her. This weird, old man wearing a bike helmet walked up and sat with me and tried to hold my hand, and just spoke in broken English that didn't make sense, not like a foreigner, like a special-needs person. He also kept calling me Ethel or something, even as a little kid I knew something was wrong with this dude and I wanted nothing to do with him. I think he just got up and left and I told my mom about him and she was super worried. I kinda think this was a dream though, because I vividly remember my mom making me go into the bathroom with her (not the stall, just the room) when I was that young, she would have NEVER just left me outside. |
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