Scary Stories

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Bloody Mary – True Story

Three little girls had a sleep-over with a girl named Emilee. Emilee had just turned 8 years old. She decided she was bored, so she wanted to play games. Later on that day, her mother and father had gone out to eat dinner, so a cute, blonde, skinny girl had babysat them. Emilee, Jackie, Mason, and Ashleigh all liked the babysitter, her name was Cayden Brodwell.

It was now 9:30, so Emilee and her friends, all had to go to bed. Cayden, was stuck alone doing her homework. She decided she’d called her boyfriend, Ryan over. A few minutes after Cayden called Ryan, the phone rang. It was Emilee’s mother and father. They said they wouldn’t be back until 1 or something. 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang. It was Ryan.

While upstairs and bored half to death, Emilee wanted to tell scary stories about Bloody Mary. Then, Ashleigh had an idea, she wanted to actually PLAY Bloody Mary in her bathroom. All agreed to play.

Everyone crowded in the little bathroom. Then Emilee turned off the lights. When she said: “Go”, everyone said: “Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary.”

Silence… nothing happened.

Almost automatically, the lights in the whole hows flickered on and off. On and off. Then, BOOM. Complete darkness.

Emilee became very scared and didn’t want to play anymore. Just after a minute, Emilee and Ashleigh screamed. The dark figure in the mirror was, Bloody Mary herself. Then, almost automatically, Jackie and Mason heard loud
scratches.

All the lights turned back on.

There they were, Emilee and Ashleigh… Dead. Cayden called the parents, and the Police. Once they got there, they figured out what happened. The scratches were across there face, neck, and upper body. But not everyone knew the truth…

This was a true story, And if you don’t believe me, Read over all of the other ones. I know it was true because I was Emilee’s stepsister, Chaston.

(Sent in by Alyssa H.)

Creepy picture of demon girl

One time we were looking through pictures on the DSI of ours. We were shocked when we saw what was there, it was a picture of a girl, which we don’t recall taking. But she had a sort of grey face and sharp nose with jet black hair, it creeped us out. We thought it might have been one of us but we were wrong. When we had went away, we left the DS behind. We went to town that day and encountered a woman with the same features as the demon girl. She said to us, “Hi girls.” We walked by creeped out. We are still puzzled by this today. So far we have not seen her.

(Sent in by Treasa and Lauren)

Squares and triangles

A babysitter came over one night to look after the two children. They were upstairs getting ready for bed; she was downstairs watching TV. She got a phone call. She answered it. It was an unknown number. It was a man saying
‘Squares and Triangles’. She hung up and carried on watching TV. The phone rang again. It was the same person, saying the same thing. By now she was worried. She phoned the police. They said they could track where the phone call was coming from. About 10 minutes later she got another call from the Police. They said: “It seems the call is coming from upstairs. Get out of your house NOW!” She automatically went upstairs to check on the kids. The window of their room was smashed and the children were cut up into squares and triangles.

(Sent in by Gaby)

The Grandma Murderer

It starts like every scary story, except that this time it’s the truth.

It was a cold night outside. I was alone with my grandmother. We have a really big house, so my grandma was sleeping downstairs and I was watching TV upstairs. My parents were gone to the restaurant that night. I wish they wouldn’t have. I heard a big bang! I thought it was my dog, so I called, “Thunder, come here Thunder!” I looked at my dog at the end of the bed and thought that the bang was probably just my imagination. I turned off the TV to concentrate on my hard geography homework. My dog left the room. I sighed and started writing. Soon after I heard my dog barking really loud and I yelled, “SHHT, THUNDER!” Suddenly, I heard, “Plop! plop! plop!” like the sink was running. I rolled my eyes and went to see in the kitchen. The sink was closed. I thought it was my imagination and went back to the room. My room felt kinda scary. It was like someone was in here, a presence. I put my hand under my bed so my dog could lick it. He licked me, so I sighed in relief. I heard the “Plop! plop! plop! plop!” again and went to see in the music room, where there was a sink. I went, still nothing. I went back to my room and put my hand under the bed again but nothing. I called, “Thunder. Come here doggy, Thunder?!” I ran around the house and finally came to the upstairs bathroom. I opened the door and saw my dog tied against the wall. I yelled ”Thunder!” I unwrapped all the duct tape over my poor dog and I grabbed his leash, tied it around his collar and opened the shower curtain. I yelled as I saw my grandma tied by her feet in the shower and seeing that the “Plop, plop” was the sound of the blood coming from her open mouth. I grabbed my cell to call the ambulance but just dropped it on the floor when I saw, wrote with my pink lipstick, “Humans can lick too class!” I was terrified. I called the ambulance, my parents and the police that came. Remember, the dogs aren’t always man’s best friend.

(Sent in by Kaytie)

Grandpa?

This is a true story, some people say it my imagination, but I`m not so sure. Anyways, I live in the same house were my Grandpa died of a sickness. Sometimes at night when I’m in bed I hear one footstep each night. When my
brother lived in the same house he said he saw shadows above his computer. But even he says it’s his imagination. But I was never really scared. It’s my Grandpa, he was a good man, I’m sure he’s just watching over us making us safe.

(Sent in by Ryan)

Rosana

One night, a girl named Rosana was coming home after midterms around 7. She was excited to see her dog. She took a long shower that went on till about 8pm, when it’s finally dark. She can’t find her dog, yet thinks he is just hiding under the bed again. So she lies on the bed and turns the tv on, her hand is hanging over the side being licked. Then on the tv pops up, “Go to your bathroom!” She goes into the bathroom again, only this time, written in
blood is, “Look out of the window!” She looks out the bathroom window and her dog is outside dead and mutilated. If her dog was dead, what was licking her hand?

(Sent in by Hunter)

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