scary stories???

Question

i want to hear/read a scary storie, but i dont have any? if you know a link please place one on here, or if you have one and its a bit long plz emal iit to me from my profile.








btw- i know this is a stupid question, but i'm bored and really do wnatto be scared, or at least try to be scared.

Answer 1

Go to Borders, you cheap skate.

Answer 2

Bloody Mary scared the crap out of me and my 2 friends. we tried the "bloody mary (game)" anyways we was in Amanda's bathroom with the lights out door closed windows closed and locked, and some candles lit (about 4-6) anyways here we are standing around the mirror (i was to the left, Amanda was in the middle, Donna was to the right), chanting "bloody mary, bloodyy maryy, Blloodyy Mmaryy..." well all of a sudden there was this big wind (remember the window and door are closed) and all of the candles (but 1) go out. then we hear this screaming there is this girl/woman (somewhere between the ages of 17-24) with black hair (it was really tangled up) that was long. she was wearing a white blood stained dress. her face and hair was (not completely covered) but covered in blood, sort of streaks of blood (looked like her face had been cut a few times) we freaked out, Amanda screamed and we ran for the door. well on the way out of the bathroom 1 of us bumped the light switch. well now that the lights are on I turn around and look (there is nothing there) so we go back to Amanda's room, (this is the first time we have a chance to calm down after it happened, anyways I look at Amanda an there is this scratch on the face...

Answer 3

OK. there was this guy who got sent to prison for something he didn't do. his room mate was saying if he desperately wanted to get out that he had a plan.
the plan was that there was a funeral in a week and that when its dark he has to go inside the coffin, take a couple of matches and wait.
the guy goes " wait for who"
and his mate said "listen, this is my last day and i will be out tomorrow, just wait for me.
A week later the guy did what he said and took a few matches and slipped into the coffin.
when the funeral was over, he waited till it was completely silent.
he lit the match .
and guess who was the man who had died?
he's prison mate!!!!

Its not that scary, but its really hard these days to get scared, you know?

Answer 4

Bored huh? Guess you've never changed a really messy baby's diaper. Now THAT'S scary. Some of the stuff that comes out of them is really supernatural.

Answer 5

u wan REAL scare~~~forget about ghost story,lets read the real stuff
www.crimelibrary.com
select the 'Most Notorious' or 'Truly Weird & Shocking' category
here u can read real crime all over the place, u can never imagine why human can do such a thing to another human being. my hair stand each time i finish reading a crime..it'll make u hooked on till the ending.

Answer 6

a scary story... I experienced a spirit in my home. now that was scary. a ten year old boy seen it in my room. big, hairy, long nails, eye in the palm, horns, little bit of hair, triangle eyes, saying something in a different language. He seen it, a couple minutes later, it grabbed him in the stomach, he couldn't breath, it started to choke him, his lips turning blue, no one can see it but him. it let go. a couple more minutes past, he heard footsteps coming towards him, he cried and grabbed me. a 13 year old girl heard the same footsteps go towards her and her friend. she started crying also, the footsteps went running in my room. NOW that's scary. Wish it never happened but it did, last week 8 in the evening.

Answer 7

This isn't a normal story, but if you want to be scared I would recommend buying the game Silent Hill for your computer or consel. It's pretty damn scary.

Answer 8

I'm a guy, and individually, I don't like long nails. I know a lot of like long, painted nails cause they're "so pretty", but I don't like them.

Answer 9

A little bit of toenail is fine... but I agree along with you. Long nails are kinda low.

Answer 10

About forty miles north of Atlanta in rapidly growing Forsyth County is a pretty covered brige known as Poole's Mill Bridge. It's one of the few covered bridges left in Georgia - or anywhere, for that matter. At one time the sagging old bridge was in such bad shape that it about fell into the creek below. But the county built a nearby park and restored the covered bridge to its original state. So now, as in years past, the bridge is a really nice spot to have a family picnic, or a romantic afternoon with your sweetheart, or just to stop by to enjoy a nice wade in the creek.

That's exactly what one young family did on a bright summer day back in the 1930s. At that time there was a grist mill operating near the bridge, which is how Poole's Mill got its name. The mill was first built in the early 1800s by a Cherokee named George Welch. But he was tragically forced out of Georgia by the government and sent out west along the notorious Trail of Tears. Even though another family took over the grist mill and ran it successfully for years, some say the area was forever cursed by the wrong done to Mr. Welch.

The young family I mentioned earlier included a Daddy, a Mama and their nine-year- old daughter. They were traveling through the area when they saw the pretty bridge and thought they'd stop for a picnic just upstream from the mill. Mama and Daddy spread a blanket on a tiny hill while their daughter ran down to the creek.

"Watch yourself down there!" yelled Mama after her daughter.

But the young girl didn't pay her any mind. It was hot as the devil's kitchen, and that cool water sure looked tempting. So the young girl kicked off her shoes and socks, hiked up her dress and jumped into that cool water.



What nobody knew that day was that recent rains had made the creek deeper and more trecherous than it seemed. In no time, the current suddenly swept the young girl away. Mama and Daddy heard her screams and ran down to the creek bank. Then they gazed in horror at what lay ahead.

Their daughter was floating downstream toward the grist mill.

Her daddy dove into the water and frantically swam after her. He was a strong swimmer, and with the help of the current he inched closer and closer to his screaming daughter. But she was being sucked toward the large water wheel that creaked and groaned in the rushing water like some wounded monster.

"Hold on sweetheart!" screamed Daddy, his mouth filling with the rushing water.

Daddy lunged for the big blue bow on the back of his daughter's dress, his fingertips mere inches from her. Then with one final, blood curdling scream, his daughter was sucked under the water wheel. The mill creaked to a halt, and Daddy knew with sickening certainty that his daughter was wedged under the wheel.

By this time the mill workers had heard her screams. They dove into the water to help save her. But by the time they pried her from the slimy wooden teeth of the water wheel, it was too late. The pretty young girl had drowned, her face as blue as the bow on her dress.

The story spread like wildfire through the community. Devastated, the young couple left the state with the body of their daughter and never returned. No one knew their names, but the young victim was forever known around town as the Blue Girl.

Several years later, the old grist mill mysteriously burned to the ground and the pretty bridge fell into neglect. Until the county built the nice new park I mentioned earlier, many an old timer wondered what was really happening out at the old Poole's Mill. Had the Blue Girl returned to avenge her death? Or was it the curse of the Cherokee George Welch?

Answer 11

I think you better go to cinema than read the horror stories because it is more fun to feel the horror.The Messenger,the new movie,you can try to watch.