Scary Stories
Scary Stories

A place to submit Scary Stories.

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Linnon Linnon · 16h

I was playing an online game. It was such a long time ago that I forgot what it was called. I was 15 then. I'm 22 now. Anyways, I was trolling this noob at the game because I was bored and his reactions were hilarious. They eventually got so mad that they said to me in the chat, "I know where you live. I will come to your house and kill you tonight." I replied, "Yeah, sure. I'd like to see you try." Little did I know how right they were.

That night, I was laying in my bed, trying to fall asleep, when I thought I heard a noise. I turned and looked at my bedroom window. I saw it slowly opening. Once it was opened enough, a humanoid figure stepped in. I turned on my lamp. It was a guy who looked one or two years older than me. He was holding a knife. "Hello there," He said. "Remember me from the game?" I screamed for help and my parents came rushing into my room. My dad tackled the guy to the floor and my mom called the police. They were there within 5 minutes and they arrested the jerk. I haven't seen or heard of anything of him since then, and I hope I never do.

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SaladDressing · 8h

Scarrrrrrrrrrrrry

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i hope this is real >:D

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Thaphoe Thaphoe · 8d

I worked as a pizza delivery boy at the night time. I would simply deliver pizzas, and ask the customer to pay for the pizzas and soda. It was one night, that I would deliver a pizza to a strange 2 story house. I ringed the doorbell. No response, so I knocked on the door and yelled "Your pizza is here!" "Thanks," A voice behind me said. I jumped, and it was the guy who delivered the pizza. He looked innocent enough. "You deserve to relax" he said, "you should rest at the table in my backyard." "Sorry, I don't think I'm supposed to trust strangers." I replied safely. "You shouldn't come in the house, just relax outside." I assumed he worded it weirdly as I relate to that, so I just took it and relaxed outside for 5 minutes. I then heard a knocking come from the backdoor, I thought I was just hearing stuff but then I saw a figure peeking out of the window. It looked like a teenage girl. When I was looking, the guy caught me. "Don't you dare." he said. The girl pounced at the door and I heard a faint "GET ME OUT GET ME OUT!" I made a run for it and called 911. I didn't care about the money, I'd rather live than get a few bucks. He was chasing after me, "RELAX!" he yelled. When I told the police to the house's location, I made a run to the car. Rocks were thrown, one at the backseat window and one at the front door. I was so lucky to not get hit, so I drove away and went back to the pizza place with a speedy heart. I got my paycheck, and drove home. Though it wouldn't of happened, I locked my doors and windows before going to bed. I have no idea what happened to that guy and that kidnapped teenage girl, but I hope the cops dealt with the problem well.

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It was a friday night, i was walking home from work.It was 8.30pm. I didnt normally go home that late, but i had to work extra hours so i could continue to pay my bills. On the way home, i was walking down a dark and cold road, there was no one in sight. No people, no cars, nothing, just me. It creeped me out everytime i walked down that road, but not really as i've done it 1 million times, but something didnt seem right. I egnored the weird feeling in my stomache that went on the whole way. Later on down the road, something caught my attention as it sparkled past the corner of my eye. i couldnt quite make out what it was but i knew it was never there before. I was almost home, untill i seen the mysterious... thing, again. I tried to get closer to it but i was so dark i lost the sight of it instantly after, As it was clear i wasn't catching up with it, i decided to carry on. I could finally see light ahead, so i knew i was close. That got me so relieved and the stomache pain started to dimmer. At about 30 feet away i heard something behind me, almost like a girl's laugh but not quite. I slowely turned around not knowing what it was. That was a bad mistake! I saw a creepy looking girl running as fast as she could towards me, i couldnt see what she looked like because of the dark, but i knew it was a girl because of her girly laugh. All i was thinking at that point was... RUN! I legged it to my house (which wasnt far as i was really close to it). I mannaged to get inside before she got me. My heart was pounding that hard i could feel it in my throte. I knew i was safe at home. My parents were in and i told them the whole story but of corse they didnt believe me. So i went upstairs to look for her but no one was around... Till this day she never came to that road i still walk down today, but it still freeks me out.

Kyle summers

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Anonymous Anonymous · 1mo

So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is "wut r u doing wit my daughter?" U tell ur girl n she say "my dad is ded". THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

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Emo nemo · 1mo

Is this from Ross (aka house owner)?

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Dougal54TheDog · 1mo

The mother

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(This is not my story, but I found it somewhere, and I'd like to share it. Here it goes.)

It has been reported that some victims of torture, during the act, would retreat into a fantasy world from which they could not WAKE UP. In this catatonic state, the victim lived in a world just like their normal one, except they weren't being tortured. The only way they realised they needed to WAKE UP was a note they found in their fantasy world. It would tell them about their condition, and tell them to WAKE UP. Even then, it would often take months until they were ready to discard their fantasy world and PLEASE WAKE UP.

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Dexzernq79 · 1mo

jesus

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Part 2

Donna-" Yeah can I get a veggie pizza with stuffed crust and extra dip, thanks"
As soon as Donna hung up she felt a sharp pain in her neck, it started to get unbearable so she put an ice pack on it.
Donna put the phone back and and checked the time, 8pm she continued to watch TV but dozed off and fell asleep. She woke up as a 5 year old sitting at the table in her old house. There was a lady cooking something with her back turned, the lady turned around to show that it was Donnas deceased mum holding a plate of eggs and bacon. Her mother leaned into her and whispered "don't open the door". Donna screamed as she was back into her 15 year old self but she was standing at the edge of a highway with cars speeding past her, she saw a figure at the other end it looked like her dad
Dad-" Don't open the door!"
Donna-" What?"
Donna woke up back in her house,
Donna-" That was a wierd dream"
The doorbell rang, that must be the pizza she thought to herself. As she walked to the door she stopped abruptly,
Donna-" Wait? How long was I asleep for? Why is it dark out?"
She checked the clock, it was 1am the doorbell rang again and Donna looked through the peephole to see her dad staring at her before she could open the door she stopped again, something wasn't right, she didn't have the same feeling she had when her dad was near, the doorbell rang again
Donna-" Dad is that you? Why are you acting so wierd?"
Her dad didn't move but she could still see his face staring at her. The doorbell started to ring even more now, it wouldn't stop. Donna laid on the floor next to the door, she started crying and fell asleep again, she woke up and checked the time and it was 5am she yelled upstairs
Donna-"Dad are you home?!"CONTINUED IN COMMENTS

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Shabsterz · 2mo

She looked out the peephole to see her dad in the same position, she had enough and opened the door. Her hand let go of the door knob as her face dropped in shock, there attached to a hanging flower pot was a rope and on that rope was a hook shoved into the head...the head of Donnas dad.

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Shabsterz Shabsterz · 2mo · Edited

Credit- A youtube channel called snarled

If I where you I'd lock my door before reading this....
In the surburbs lived a girl called Donna, her mother died when Donna was young so it was just her and her father, they where very close, so close that they could know what the other was thinking and when the other was near, some say they had a physic connection. One morning Donna and her dad where eating breakfast
Dad-" I have some meetings to do and a lot of work to do so I'll be home late tonight"
Donna-" Okay"
Donnas dad left for work and left her money to order herself dinner and Donna went to school. After school Donna came home then changed clothes and sat down and did her homework at around 5pm she watched TV and texted her friends. At around 8pm she ordered pizza
Donna-" Hi could I get a order for delivery, sure I can hold"
She kept the phone at her ear while looking the news on the TV
News Reporter-" Citizens are advised to keep the doors locked and do not open it to anyone as he is still at large"
Donna wasn't listening to the news as she waited for the phone to go off hold.
I can't write anything else for some reason( i think its a bug) so I will need to continue it another day.

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Anonymous Anonymous · 2mo

I was in my hotel room by myself, then I heard talking........................………………………

Turns out it was my friend from back home.
"Hey Phil! You forgot your anus medications!"
"Crap! I did forget them! Thanks Frank!"

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i was so shocked, lost my focus, and didn't see a hole on the road. i went straight to the hole, and crashed. i fell off my motorcycle. luckily, the driver of the car saw me and help me.
i was okay, since the speed wasn't so high and i wore full equipment: leather jacket, helmet, and knee pad.
he asked me what happened, how can i fell.
i just answered
"i lost my focus because of something"
"is it the crouching man?" he asked
"no" i said, since i didn't want any accident happened to him because of losing focus like me.
i continued my journey, and that night i said to my self
'ghost, is real'
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i arrived at my girls home at 5AM. after i met her parents, i took off my jacket and noticing something. there was a bruise around my ankle. at first i thought it was the effect of the accident, but i noticed that the bruises are shaped like hand that grab my ankle.
seeing that, i could only said this in my mind
'f*ck'

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"where are you going?" he said
"i'm going to *my destination*"
"right now?"
"yeah"
"alone?"
"yes"
"you better think twice, it's only 2:30. at these time, the crouching man often appeared, you better take a rest here and continue your journey this morning"
i think about it again, seeing the road was so dark without any lights. i didn't think about the urban legend, but my safety. but i decided to ignore him and continue my journey.
the last thing he said was "ah, teenager these days. ignoring the words of oldies. hope that nothing happened to you"
2:45, i arrived at the place where there are no lights at all except from my vehicle. around there, there are only forest and hill around me. there's no sense of civilization around there. my speedometer shows "80Km/H" as i'm thinking that 'what if the rumor was true? if it's only my friends that told me that i could think that they were kidding. but the one who also said the same was a guy who just met me today, what's the point for him to scare me?'
i slow down my motorcycle. the speedometer shows '60Km/H', but then i keep going. the "ghost is unreal" mindset was too strong, but i slowed down to be safe since i had an accident 2 years before when i rode my motorcycle and slipped. i had some injuries back then that still left me notable marks where it bleed.
everything was okay at first, until when i need to take a U turn. i saw a silhouette of a man, crouching, his face is looking down. i suddenly turn on my lights directly to that silhouette, and i clearly saw a shadow figure, staring back at me. his skin was so dark, like flat black. and his eyes, they were bright red. i was shocked and increase my speed. coincidentally, at the opposite direction, a car went to the other direction and had the lights on. when the light fired at the place where the man crouched, the man wasn't there.

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let me tell you a story that i had when i ride my motorcycle at 3AM 2 months ago.
it was holiday for a week. since i'm in my dorm and my parents are far away, i can't go home because the holiday was so short and it wasn't worth it if they bought me plane tickets, instead they sent me extra money so i can do stuff that would fill my time, i agree with their argument.
so, i decided to went to my GF's house. she lived in another city 400Km from my city. it was 12 AM, i still chat with my GF until she fell asleep in 1:30 AM. i am having insomnia, so i don't know what to do since by that time all shops are already closed, and also i didn't have internet connection since i forgot to buy credits. at 2 AM, i decided to go. i really don't care about the scary stories people told me about the route i will take, including the urban legend of "crouching man". people said that many drivers are seeing a shadowy figure that crouched under the hill that in my route, also if you flash the light on them and they stare you with their red eyes before they gone, you will woke up in bruise sometimes deep scratches the next day. i was like "yeah right" since i never believed in ghost at the first place.
2:15, i started my motorcycle and starts my journey. it was the first time i saw the entire city in silent. there are no crowds, not many vehicle cross the road, so i'm happy with my decision since as an introvert, i hate it when i stuck between many people.
2:30, i arrived at the outside part of the city. for your information, on the route i will pass, majority of the places are still forest and places that rarely or even still untouched by urbanization. the only thing that is human made is the asphalt road for vehicle. i decided to stop at a traditional coffee shop there to bought some snacks, coffee, and smoke for a while. the shop owner and i having some conversation since the only visitor at that time was me.
*continue in the next post*

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Anonymous Anonymous · 2mo

At night time a man was asleep. Something that woke him up was a ghastly howl. He was scared. Then he heard whispering. Ghastly howls and whispering along with smoke. He thought a demon was in his house. He ran and the sounds continued. He was very scared for what felt like ages. Then he found the source of all of this. It was...

His air conditioner. It had broken.

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There once was a lonely dude who was commenting on a video. When suddenly, without notice... THE INTERNET WENT DOWN!

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Mr_Awesome_Riley Mr_Awesome_Riley · 2mo · Edited

Warning. The following may be very disturbing for some people. Do not read if you don't like this sort of stuff.

I live in Osaka, Japan and often use the subway to go to work in the morning. One day, when I was waiting for the train, I noticed a homeless man standing in a corner of the subway station, muttering to himself as people passed by. He was holding out a cup and seemed to be begging for spare change.
A fat woman passed by the homeless man and I distinctly heard him say, “Pig.”
Wow, I thought to myself. This homeless man is insulting people and he still expects them to give him money? Then a tall businessman went by and the homeless guy muttered, “Human.” Human? I can’t argue with that. Obviously, he was human. The next day, I arrived early at the subway station and had some time to kill, so I decided to stand close to the homeless man and listen to his strange mutterings. A thin, haggard-looking man passed in front of him and I heard the homeless guy mutter, “Cow.” Cow? I thought. The man was much too skinny to be a cow. He looked more like a turkey or a chicken to me. A minute or so later, a fat man went by and the homeless man said, “Potato.” Potato? I was under the impression that he called all fat people “Pig”. That day, at work, I couldn’t stop thinking about the homeless man and his puzzling behavior. I kept trying to find some logic or pattern in what he was muttering. Perhaps he has some kind of psychic ability, I thought. Maybe he knows what these people were in a previous life. In Japan, many people believe in reincarnation. I observed the homeless man many times and began to think my theory was right. I often heard him calling people things like “Rabbit” or “Onion” or “Sheep” or “Tomato”. One day, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to ask him what was going on. As I walked up to him, he looked at me and said “Bread.” (Continue on next post)

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Dexzernq79 · 1mo

Japan, obviously it's gonna be scary as explosive diarrhea

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Mr_Awesome_Riley Mr_Awesome_Riley · 2mo · Edited

I tossed some money into his cup and asked him if he had some kind of psychic ability. The homeless man smiled and said, “Yes, indeed. I do have a psychic ability. It is an ability I obtained years ago. But it is not what you might expect. I can’t tell the future or read minds or anything like that.” “Then what is your ability,” I asked eagerly. “The ability is merely to know the last thing somebody ate,” he said. I laughed because I realized he was right. He said “Bread.” The last thing I had eaten for breakfast that day was toast. I walked away shaking my head. Of all the psychic abilities someone could have, that one must be the most useless. What is the hidden horror?

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CrystalMajestica · 2mo · Edited

He muttered "human" when he saw the tall businessman so if the homeless man is able to know the last thing people ate, then that businessman has done cannibalism.

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omg see i said it was gonna be scary as explosive diarrhea

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Anonymous Anonymous · 2mo

One time I was Balking down the Btreet and I saw a niBBa with some dope-ass and Boke ass timBs and those timBs were Broken
Like for Bree RoBux

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Anonymous Anonymous · 2mo

The doctors gave me the medicine to make me unconscious. They waited a while, and then they took me. Why are the taking me to the bed? I'm not even asleep yet! What could be going on? Then, they take me to a cold metal bed where they all gather around. Okay, something is wrong. Are they going to operate on me, when I'm still awake? Oh no. The medicine failed. I hope they find out. I try to signal them, but I can't move. Then I remember they paralysed me. I can't do anything. Then, one of the doctors wearing blue all over takes the scalpel. Uh oh. I'm doomed. I feel the scalpel get closer and closer to my skin. Then, at last, I feel the sharp, uncomfortable knife pierce into my skin. The pain is unbearable. Why can't they hear me screaming? They keep cutting, my mind racing and my heart pounding. Why? Why would this happen to me? Then, after what seems like an eternity, the start to remove my kidney. Oh god. I thought them impaling me was bad enough. The feeling of getting an organ removed, oh god. I am never sending any more organs to charity. Hours and hours passed, and the doctors kept doing their thing. Why couldn't it have worked? Why is the medicine failing? Why does it have to be me? Finally, the moment is here. The end of the surgery. They would wake me up. After I've been woken, I am crying and screaming. The doctors ask what's wrong, and when I tell them what happened, they wouldn't believe. Anyone I told my story to wouldn't believe me. They thought I was just trying to get attention. But I'm not. This is a real, traumatic event that took place in my life. I have forever been changed, and I noticed my friends all disappearing. If only someone knew what I had to go through.

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Mondays

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Moustacher · 3mo

and im not submitting this on short scary stories because mondays feel like forever.

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Muddy Muddy · 3mo

I waited for what seemed like an eternity for the hallway to be filled with the creatures, but nothing came. With my pistol still in my hand, I slowly made my way over there. I walked into the room. What looked like a torture chamber was filled with a slimy liquid, which I didn't know how it got there at first, but upon looking up, I saw a magnificent system of light-green vines, swarmed with insects of all kinds. With further observation, I found a route up, and walked over to my starting point. Grasping the slimy surface of the vines firmly, I hauled myself upwards. It was half way up when I noticed the distant rumbling of what I could only assume to be artillery. The war was coming closer! I had no clue as to my whereabouts, except the fact I was somewhere in Asia. With my remaining strength, I reached the top of the ladder of vines. I saw a narrow corridor off to my left, and an opening to my right. Looking out of the open, I saw advancing armies about 8 miles away, with the aid of the telescope mounted. I turned left and walked down the corridor, and ended up on a large balcony, with machine guns and telescope wherever there could be one. Besides the mushroom clouds left behind by the nukes, I saw more advancing troops, coming from both directions. I heard a few snarls behind me, similar to the ones from earlier. I pulled my pistol and turned around. Nothing. Maybe I was just getting a tad bit paranoid. The thundering of machine guns was getting ever so closer, closing in at a frightening speed. Without any warning whatsoever, I felt teeth sink into my left shoulder, flung around, took a shot and heard a grunt.

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Idunno · 3mo

Nice :D

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Muddy Muddy · 3mo

I don't know how I managed to stumble upon the bloodied door, but I must have been even more stupid to go down there. I slowly walked down the long stairway, closely examining messages which I could only assume were written with nothing but blood. As soon as I got to the bottom and opened the seal, I was hit by a foul smell. I took a step forward, into the bathroom. The entire room was filled with corpses to the brim. 'My God,' I whispered to myself. It was then that I realised I was not the only one down there. I knew what must be done. Pistol drawn, I slowly but quietly walked down the corpse littered corridors. I heard a muffled scream, coming from the room ahead of me. I cautiously made my way over there, checking behind my shoulder occasionally by partially instinct, but I must admit, mostly fear. I got to the door, I hesitated. I was aware of the horrors that existed within this now famine stricken world. Since the war had started, there were many strange creatures. Reluctantly, I moved my hand to the doorknob, but at that moment, the door was flung open, and what looked to me to be an elephant-unicorn crossbreed charged me. I struggled to find my pistol. The fear I experienced made me forget that it was simply in my hand. I finally got myself together, took aim and fired. Whatever it was died instantly. I was about to take another shot to confirm the kill, until I heard rapidly approaching footsteps from the same room. I reloaded my pistol, and prepared for the worst.

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Idunno · 3mo

Great story :D 2nd part?

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Muddy · 3mo

Sure

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