Scary Stories?

Only 11 days til Halloween. Got any stories to share? They don't have to be original but it's fine if they are. I've got a quick one: 1000 channels available on the television, but there's nothing to watch. The batteries on the remote died while you where passing by Fox News. Prepare to be drawn into the world of politics.

This was before I picked up a poltergeist, but from the same building we lived in where I picked up the poltergeist (my point being it's haunted as fuck). I was about 6 or so if I remember correctly and my older brother and I were playing with eachother for the evening in the bed & breakfast where my mom worked at. The bed & breakfast was 3 stories tall and pretty big considering it used to be a church until the owner/minister got killed in a driveby...anyways, my brother and I played hide and go seek all the time in the building because there were so many places to hide, and there was never many guests (probably because the place is haunted as fuck). Well on this particular day it was about just before sunset, and my brother and I were extatic to start our next round of hide and go seek considering there were no guests that day we had the whole building to ourselves and the few staff hands that worked the place. It was my brothers turn to count so as soon as he started his long and arduous count to 100 I bolted, running through the halls like an embodiment of freedom itself. After a few laps through the halls trying to find a good spot I galloped back down the stairs and bolted straight into the dining hall. Now, this is important, when the dining hall is closed for the day all the chairs are put up upside down on the tables, I chose one of the tables directly in the back across from the entryway so that I could spy on the coming and goings of my brother. A few minutes passed and I was feeling pretty good about myself and my hiding location, occasionally peeking out from the narrow gap underneath the tablecloth. A few minutes more passed, and I was starting to feel uneasy, so I began to hum quietly to myself. About half a minute later I hear what sounds like chairs being scooted in and I stop humming thinking that my brother is checking the tables or something and I had missed him coming in. So I peek out from under the cloth, and half of the chairs are now down on the floor and scooted in, my brother is nowhere to be seen. Now I really feel uncomfortable and retreat further under the table back into the corner, slightly hoping my brother would find me and end this silly game. I hear footsteps coming down the hallway and I think it's my brother, so I peek out to get the jump on him, but it isn't my brother. It's a man walking down the hallway in a suit, except I can see through him to the stairwell across the hall. That really freaks me out and I scoot back into the corner as far as possible humming to myself a little louder to ease some tension. A few seconds later I hear what sounds like whispering murmurs. I don't come out from the corner to peek, instead I flatten myself on the ground to try and see, but all I see are red highheels I can see through coming closer and closer with a few other whispy feet behind, the murmers getting closer...but not louder, almost echoing eachother. I'm paralyzed with fear and can only watch, my hums have stopped and so have their feet. The table cloth starts to rise and I see a young lady in a red dress with the guy in the suit behind her, but I can see through both of them. With a whispy smile she asks in a whispered echo, "what are you doing here little boy?" I didn't even think just bolted up and ran, knocking my head on the table in the process affirming that this was indeed reality. I hid under my bed for at least an hour before my mom and brother found me.

Not long ago; a small group of popular high school students from Winter field high decided that it would be a funny Idea to prank a young girl named Alexis who was one of the main outcasts they bully on a full moons night. due to every full moon night Alexis would be up on the roof of the old abandoned shed in the park where there was a clearing. they wanted to scare her in order to make her fall off the small shed; cause the figured since the shed was fairly low to the ground for a shed she wouldn't die. there plan was to walk through the dense foliage behind the shed then throw a foot ball at the back of her head causing her to fall forward and tumble to the ground. however as they carried out this plan something went horribly wrong; Alexis did tumble forward screaming out of fear as planed but something outside of their 'harmless' plan accrued. when the poor girl hit the ground bellow the shed she landed straight on her neck twisting it in an unnatural fashion. the pranksters began to freak out at this realization first trying to place blame on one another. soon enough they decided they should leave as quick as possible not mentioning this incident to a soul. the next day as they entered the school as expected there was an vacant desk where Alexis used to sit. the teacher passed it off as an unexcused absence much to the teens disbelief due to the fact people go near that end of the park very often even during the early morning, so they all thought someone would have found her by now. after school had come to an end each of them met up concluding it be a smart idea to check the place she died the other night. much to their shock nothing was to be found in that place...not even police tape. again the group was panicked not sure what was going on. so next they took it upon themselves to visit the girls house asking the parents if they'd seen Alexis. Alexis family lived in the woods in a small residence once they go to the house the sun was starting to set so one of the main males in the group knocked on the front entrance. the door soon opened to reveal a tired and depressed looking woman in her late forties resembling Alexis. she inquired on their reason for being there; to which they answered asking about Alexis. suddenly the women became furious shouting at them asking if they where playing some kind of sick joke; as tears leaked from her eyes she told them Alexis was murdered by some bullies from her school couple of years ago near the old shed in the park where they viciously defiled and killed her during a full moon. later after screaming at them to leave she slammed the door in his face. now each of them where terrified...how can Alexis be dead...? she's been going to school with them for a long time a few years even...A dead body moving around and talking. that's silly they all said trying to laugh it off even if each of them were close to soiling themselves. as they headed to exist the woods they heard a crazed sounding girl's voice laughing; it echoed through out the whole woods. they went to run but after taking a few steps they plummeted into a pit full of spikes. most all of them died on contact but one girl remained alive barely breathing as she looked up to the top of the hole she saw Alexis smiling a crazed smile her neck back in place but cuts, gashes, and dark bloody crimson tainted her body and cloths. Alexis laughed down at the girl as the top of the pit began to slowly close causing shadows to fill the hole. before the girl took her last breath once the pit was completely covered she heard Alexis's voice. "Don't bully the seemingly weak, because you'll never know what their capable of...now your going to become deceased like myself but unlike myself your not coming back...you'll be going to hell my friend~" she giggled. the mystery of these teens missing was never solved nor will it ever be...and they where not the last group of bullies to meet their untimely end... (end: I wrote this btw...)

A bit late to write this, but why not. So I bet everybody here has heard of creepypasta and whatnot along with some of the more known ones out there. Such as slender, Jeff, BEN, so many others to name, and to be honest when I first got into those creepypasta I was quite amused if not scared by a certain few. As in why, it was quite unknown to me at the time, I mean for the most part alot of them followed the same plot devices and concepts good horror movies used at least the ones which stood out of the ones not so well written. Perhaps it was nothing at the time, but later on I realized what it was. The fact that it eluded me was a bit surprising but still it all connected. To put it simple when we watch movies or other shows that revolve around horror we expect it to be fake, expect it to be just another story that we can place ourselves the viewer in. But with creepypasta for those new to them its more like a possible truth rather then just a story. The way most of them are written tries to state that there is some truth to the story. For the most part though thats all fake, just a story designed to get a scare and gain attention. However thats where my story begins the reason I am writing this out. Even after I realized that I still felt that fear from it perhaps it was just due to it being in my past that I felt that sense of unease. But every now and then I would feel this little tingle on my back, like a little bug would be crawling up on it after I read a familiar one. This in itself was not really alarming or anything but eventually these little chills turned into bigger ones and then they became more frequent on creepypastas with familiarity in them. I would sometimes feel lightheaded later on after this started. So eventually I went to a doctor to see if I could figure out what was happening. After a few examinations and meetings he just prescribed me some anxiety medication saying it was most likely due to stress. After taking the medication I felt better for awhile whenever I did read creepypastas which was a bit rarer now after previous events I would not feel that unique sense of fear just a little here and there. I thought that despite my doctor seeming to think it was something so simple as anxiety he could be right. Three weeks in though sigh, thats when I begin to doubt it yet again. I started exhibiting the symptoms of last time although they were more whats the word direct.. I guess. It started out with me just thinking my audio was not working properly on my computer but when I got up thats when I heard a echo play from one of the previous creepypasta. I turned around fast a little tense, in the back of my mind I was hoping that it was just a audio problem. However when I looked at my computer the audio was off as I had left it after being somewhat scared with the creepypasta. After a few seconds I heard a different echo from a jeff the killer creepypasta which I recognized right away. I was skeptical though determined to just write it off. Perhaps for whatever reason it was just a hallucination a audio one although that would then bring the question why was I having one? With all that on me, I decided to go try and relax via watching something more fun and cheerful. Eventually all the feelings of fear in my body vanished. The next few days went by rather fast, I decided again to take a break from reading any scary stories online. After awhile though this moment of peace or calm was somewhat disturbed every now and then when I was walking around a corner I would swear I would see a image appear and disappear just fast enough out of my sight for me to at least question it then put it off as me just seeing things. Two days later though these images stopped all together and even though this should have made me feel at ease I could not shake it off. On the evening of the day it stopped though this is I guess where these little things happening really got to me. I at first felt a little dizzy but seconds later my body just would not move and fell afterwards in what I guess was me blacking out. When I came too though I jerked up in shock when I looked around I was outside my own house and the sun was setting in the middle of backyard I got up. That event pretty much made my mind up to go back to the doctor to see what was causing it. Unfortunately he wasnt much help chalking it up to some kind of stress related incident yet again. The thing was my life wasnt that stressful and in fact the only thing that was bugging me was this whole mess that had been happening lately. That night though I kept getting a thought in the back of my head at first it was the feeling of slight anger but then it grew into me just feeling more and more mad. I could not pull up a explanation as to why all I could do is sit there and try to calm down. Thats when I got a familiar feeling of feeling dizzy and blacked out yet again. When I came too though this time everything was quite different I was in a white room at least from what I could make out. My vision started coming back fully and I could make out medical devices. Along with a name of a hospital written on a board. There were voices flying in my head constantly echoes from multiple things. I saw what looked to be a nurse come into my room and asked what happened.

She explained to me that somebody saw me out in the yard hitting myself over and over without any want to stop. Soon I started bleeding and he tried to get me to stop but could not. So thats when he called 9 11 in hopes they could do something. Eventually I had stopped hitting myself but they had put in ambulance vehicle and took me to the hospital. Then afterwards they had treated most of the places where I was hitting myself at. Eventually I woke up which lead us to now. I asked her why was this happening confused as into why I would black out then go into a bout of hurting myself without me being aware I needed a answer. She did not know herself though and said that she would get a doctor to help me out right away. As she left the room though I felt a sense of unease again hearing multiple things. The room around me twisted and for a moment all I could see was a blur of things mixed together. When I came too however what awaited me was even more confusing. I awoke in a cell like room shortly after a person came in with a lab coat on, He asked me how was I doing and talked to me like he had seen me for quite some time. I was however dismissive not knowing what had happened yet alone who this man was I just moved away from him. He told me though to calm down , I still completely confused into what was happening asked him where I am and why am I here? He responded in a look of surprise telling me you were brought here because the doctor saw that you were mentally unstable and that you were constantly hallucinating. I had been there apparently for a few weeks to be exact and they have been trying to help me with the hallucinations i was having. He then looked at me asking me did I remember? That little word though triggered a flashback like sequence in my mind showing images voices from a few weeks back. I was overwhelmed by what had happened eventually though I was able to stop seeing the flashbacks. This had brought me back to the question I had asked in the beginning though when all this started. Why was I experiencing this, it now made sense such a obvious answer but one that did not provide me much in the means of understanding it. It was all in my head for whatever reason this had been happening it was just in my head that there could give me some form of comfort. I was taken out of my thoughts though when the man in the coat told me needed to give me some medication and so I took it. Afterwards he said he would be back to check up on me later. After he left I tried to contemplate all that had happened. But was abruptly stopped when three very familiar figures albeit somewhat blurred appeared in front of me. There was a moment of silence but once that silence broke all kinds of terror broke loose. I felt my head splitting in pain followed by the figures approaching me. They stopped and looked down at me then for the first time one spoke. Do you remember us, do you remember what we are to you? I wanting to maintain the bit of sanity I thought I had rejected talking to it. I yelled out that they were nothing but imaginary figures and that they did not scare me. I heard a chuckle come out from one of the shorter ones. Then the middle figure stated that I did not know myself and that fear was what I desired more then anything. I argued back saying that the reason I seek out things that scare me was out of curiosity and to provoke feelings that I normally cannot. The figure moved a inch closer then looked at me. It said that the I was not the real me, only one side. It then looked me in the face and said in a deep tone. Just because we are part of your mind does not mean we cant effect the reality around you. I yelled at this point as the pain had grown more intense in my head. The person in the lab coat came running in and the vision vanished afterwards. I felt myself falling onto the floor then yet again blacking out. After all that had happened I found myself in the same room and the doctor was there but behind him was a shadow that kept imitating the movements of a actual shadow yet at certain intervals it almost felt like it was teasing me by making unnatural movements. I finally in that moment accepted what was wrong, I had fallen to the depths of my mind into insanity. A few weeks later with these same things happening has brought me to this point now what I am writing and why. I want to let everybody know that though the imagination is all in the head, and cannot effect you directly physically or outside events as well. That does not mean it cant effect your perception of things around you leading to things which you can very much so feel that are real and can hurt you. A long story and to be honest a shrewd one written down just for the heck of it, but meh I thought I would give it a go.