Author Topic: scary stories  (Read 98806 times)

her husband's neck was tied up by a rope
So, just his neck? Where was the rest of him?

"THE GAME, BITCH."
._.




Terrified with fear...

What else?

Someone give me an idea, and I'll tell yah a story.


What else?

Someone give me an idea, and I'll tell yah a story.

Grammar noobs



Once upon a time....the world blew up. The end. Now go to bed and have nightmares. What, you didn't think it was scary? Well, what did you want, the story of Bloody Betty? Well to bad, cause that's to mature for you.

 Warning - while you were typing a new reply has been posted. You may wish to review your post. [/color]-WTH?!?!*why's this here?*


Now THAT'S scary.
« Last Edit: October 31, 2009, 10:10:42 PM by Sir mario »

Sir Mario, I think it is fair to say you are kinda dumb.

Would you like to hear my story about the magical flaming babies?

[/hypocrisy]

A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there, and that no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.

The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to. This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.

At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, "Did you look through the keyhole?" The man told her that he had and she said, "Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red."
Holy Crap, where did you hear that? In English we had to write scary stories and a girl in my class told that story. She said she made it up.

Sir Mario, I think it is fair to say you are kinda dumb.

Would you like to hear my story about the magical flaming babies?

[/hypocrisy]

Fun fact: I was sitting farther away from my screen and read "magical flaming boobies"

Holy Crap, where did you hear that? In English we had to write scary stories and a girl in my class told that story. She said she made it up.

Maybe.....they are the same :O

inb4internetlove

Maybe.....they are the same :O

inb4internetlove
No. This guy here is 18 and is GUY as I just mentioned. I doubt there's an 18 year old in a 7th grade classroom. Plus this one was more detailed and points to the girl in my class copying.

No. This guy here is 18 and is GUY as I just mentioned. I doubt there's an 18 year old in a 7th grade classroom. Plus this one was more detailed and points to the girl in my class copying.

Yes, because everyone on the Internets are honest.

In any case, hang the girl for copying, and bludgeon the teacher for allowing such vice within the class. It is the only way to purge our world of evil-doers.

stuff i just lost the game.
forget, i did it again D:
« Last Edit: November 01, 2009, 01:47:59 PM by matthewbim11 »

stuff i just lost the game.
forget, i did it again D:

I do not like you green eggs and ham.