Scary Story thread

That's......actually pretty scary. Who was the caller on the other line of the phone, Anon?

who was phone?

>>17028035
We were never able to identify the actual person. They are about as off the radar, in the middle of a town, as one can get.

>Dadther still pounding me hard
>but can hear clownfish voice changer when he speaks
>turn around
>wtf.jpg
>couch sleep in not sleep couch but is my dad
>tfw Who was phone ?

>>17028045

Well, who was on the phone? Who was the phone? You weren't all that clear on that, Anon.

assuming your not just making shit up which is likely...

you probably were not the only "friend" jim made. a stalker with some cheap surveillance equipment probably recorded jim speaking and spliced words on a computer and modulated it to make it seem more natural .

then when jim went to bed he stole the phone from jims place. they might have called others and checked the phone numbers for adresses related to them which could be how he found your place

a would be serial killer with no skill or talent. probably a better thief more than anything

But who was phone>?

>>17028053
Alright, let me correct myself, by bad.

The man whom had intruded the house was actually the one who had taken Jim's phone. He ran WITH the phone, out of the house but by the time the police had responded he was long gone.

But WHO was phone?

who was sleep couch?

>>17028060
WHO WAS PHONE YOU KEK

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>>17028066
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>>17028075
I think it was a Skinwalker, man

Omg not couch sleep was phone, but skinwalk was phone!

but if skinwalk was phone not couch sleep who was dadther?

>>17028087

We are getting somewhere.

>>654825568

Thread comp.

>beating off with family in the hosue

>>17028091
>>17028110

Skinwalker was also dad, who was my dick, who is also Jim.

>>17028114
what about in ditch

>>17028119

Phone was phone.
I was me
Skinwalker was my dad, couch sleep, and my dick
Phone was in ditch.

>>17028122

The code has been cracked. The father is Dean Koontz and the couch sleep is a sub-humanoid creature.

>>17028122
kek

But who was phone?

>>17028087
But i lunch at skinwalk

>>17028002
>Find intruder, whom was calling on Jim's old phone from the bedroom
wat? You get a strange call and you immediately think 'must search the house in case an intruder is calling me from inside my own house'?

also, what does Jim have to say about this? a lot of gaps in this story, maybe just poorly written, but it is spooky if true.

>>17028146
jim does not do speak for he couch sleep

>>17028119
was phone ditch?

>>17028151
can confirm

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>>17028151

Who ditch phone? Who was phone? So many questions, so little answers.

>>17028157
Ditch was phone
>>17028155
>can confirm

>>17028045
>hiding the middle of a town
>no one can find me in this desolate place
>not even a radar

>>17028166

>Phone was a spooky ghost

>Phone was never in the physical plain of existence

>Phone has reached out to us from a different plain of existence to tell us of it's stories

>Phone has been on many adventures with dadther and couch sleep

>Has come to warn us of dangerous future filled with hardship

>Phone warns us of powers that grow unnoticed

>"Who was phone?" OP asked

>Phone begins to fade away into the void.

Who was phone?

>>17028002
kind of boring but real

>be me
>chilling with friends at like 10 pm walking around a suburb town
>pitch black, four of us
>we start talking about aliens for the fuck of it
>it's me, my black friend lee, my pasty white friend devon, and my hispanic friend cesar
>i mention how most people have probably been abducted and repressed it
>lee's really interested, the rest are too but not as much as him
>get into more detail about it, how it was probably traumatic as fuck and you shouldn't try to remember
>lee randomly gets the urge to vomit, says he feels groggy as shit
>literally right then four big ass fucking deer go taking off across the road a few feet away from us

shit's sp00ky
>>17028051
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>>17028044
fuck off back to /b/

>>17028193
did you just say that you and your friends are pitch black

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>>17028205

I have one that happened to me a couple of weeks ago:

>Babysit sister's 4 kids for the night so she and her partner can go on a date.
>They leave at about 8.
>Don't lock door in case they come home earlier than expected. I'll just lock it before I go to bed.
>When they're gone, I put the kids all to bed.
>Go to my room for rest of the night on my laptop.
>At about 12, I hear heavy footsteps on the front deck, and I can hear the lounge sliding door (the front door) open.
>From the sounds of the footsteps, I think it's my sister's partner coming back to grab something
>Don't bother coming out because I'm comfy and he's probably just in and out anyway
>Hear him wander around the lounge for a minute, then he heads to the kitchen and rummages in the 'random shit' drawer. Then he leaves again, sliding the door closed behind him.
>Hear his footsteps on the deck, leaving.
>Suddenly realise I never heard the car.
>Panic and jump out of my room, checking the doors and windows, and check on the kids.
>Lock EVERYTHING.

Next day:
>Check house for strange activity.
>Nothing stolen, despite us having all our consoles and the big computer in the lounge.
>Think maybe it really was my sister's partner
>Ask them why they came home at 12 last night
>"We didn't"

I've brought it up a couple of times and they're adamant that I imagined it. I fucking know this happened, I just don't understand why this person came and went without doing anything.

>>17028219
might of been the spirit of dadther

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>>17028193
>my black friend lee

>>17028205
No, phone was pitch black

>>17028306
pitch black in ditch

>>17028235
lee is getting that puss tonight

>>17028235
I actually liked this game better than the series.

>be me 18 years old
>on train late at night coming home
>pretty smashed from the club
>listening to some quality beats
>was a club pretty far from home so quite a long train trip
>still stopping at every station fuck
>have to go past degenerate land
>still alright no one in my carriage and its peaking 4am so i doubt anyone will get on especially on a weekend
>goes past the few really bad neighbor hoods
>we stop at probably the worst one, best known for its drug crazed homeless people epidemic
>not really giving a fuck still pretty pissed, laying out like i own the place
>then this old guy gets on fuck me did the atmosphere change, instantly tense
>he was really fucking small but not midget small kind of like a really aged kid, really odd
>dressed like the fucking monopoly man, really fancy with a quality top hat and fuck load of grey hair tied up into some kind of ponytail
>wasn't carrying a cane but an old classical guitar
>sits down opposite me
>i'm freaking the fuck out at this point, he has so many seats to choose from and he chooses the one opposite me
>this is all happening while ayo technology is playing have to pause it but i still keep my headphones in
>i decide to make eye contact and smile try and gauge his friendliness
>makes eye contact oh fuck does he make eye contact
>does not smile even an inch
>i break the stare for a good 3 seconds and i can see he still staring at me so fucking intensely
>for some reason i couldn't get up or move i knew i had to sit there

>>16996912
>About two years ago
>Sister's 2 oldest kids in scouts
>Their scouts group owns a camp on the borders of town, so they go camping there every so often
>Camp is down at the very end of a long forested road. Usually pretty empty.
>One day I go with my sister to pick her kids up from camp because it's a nice drive
>On the way back we turn a corner and she slows down abruptly, sending everyone slamming forward in their seats
>Some guy is lying on the road, with his bike on the grass to the side
>Looks like he's been hurt
>Sister goes by very slowly but doesn't stop
>Not sure whether to help him or not, because she's got kids in the car and this stretch of road is the perfect place for a murder
>She ain't no dummy
>As we slow down, the guy sits up with a massive grin on his face, and stares us right in the eye
>Motherfucker looks crazy as fuck
>We all nope out and she manoeuvres the car around him, and continues to drive home, while I stare out the back window
>See him lay back down as another car comes around the corner

>>17029121
>i check the stations quick because i wanted to get the fuck away
>still a another good 10 stations to go fuck
>still no one else but me and this old guy alone at about 4:00am
>look back at him and he is staring at his guitar now, kind of hunched over it like a loving parent
>let out a little drunk giggle because it just looked so fucking hilarious
>cold cold cold cold
>instantly dropped 10 degrees
>he is fucking staring at me again now
>i'm shaking now both from the cold and the sudden fear of what thefuc83kekmr
>the fucking guy just stands up all while staring at me still and starts playing his guitar like an absolute monster
>like I hadn’t listened to a lot of guitar music but holy shit I knew this guy was insane
>plays some absolute mind bending sounds
>I’m not even worried about the cold or the fear of this situation anymore
>all I care about is listening as intently to this guitar playing as I can, that is all that concerns me now
>I have no idea how long he actually played for it only felt like a couple of minutes but he played so much in that time I have no idea, it felt like I had listened to 10 albums in the course of 2 minutes
>he stops playing just as he is climaxing into a flurry of notes denying me the high

>>17029145
>he points to the train screen thing and I see its my station pulling up

>just started thanking him so much, more than I have ever thanked someone in my entire life, I don’t know what came over me, I was almost fucking bowing to him

>he just pointed to the doors opening

>I just smiled and ran off the train so fast with a new energy

>got half way home and a lit up a cigarette feeling pretty good, wasn’t even thinking about what just happened, I just felt high like I was on some really pure cocaine or something

>see the sun barely escaping the clouds it looked so fucking beautiful

>thanked god for such a beautiful sight after a really good night out with my friends

>instant pain in my head like a migraine level of pain

>fucking freaking out feel like my chest is exploding

>fall to my knees in such excruciating pain

>start saying please god save me over and over

>all the pain and anxiety stops instantly

>laying on the sidewalk so fucking exhausted like I had just ran a marathon

>say thank you god X10000

>kind of get up sluggishly and light another cigarette

>check my phone its nearly 6:00am fuck

>get home finally and sleep for 10 hours straight

>>17029173
>wake up finally, make some coffee and go find my family to tell them what happened

>they just laugh in my fucking face called me an acid popping degenerate, I wasn’t taking acid that night only drinking

>all of them are atheist and called me stupid for what I was implying

>I now fully believe in god after my experience

>told my friends and they just kind of looked at me like I was crazy asked if I popped any that night

>haven’t brought it up ever again

>Still to this day it is one of my strongest memories i can recall

>>17029179
Were you on any normal medications at all? Like pain meds or anything?
Because that's fucked.
Or someone slipped something in your drink, because that's not normal.

>be me
>getting off work around 5 one day
>pull out of work parking lot to go drive home
>drive to a line of small traffic, 6 cars or so
>glance in my rearview mirror bc I'm bored and stopped
>old lady pulling up behind me with sunglasses on
>look ahead again, traffic still stopped
>look in my rearview again, old lady looking straight into my rearview into my eyes
>not wearing sunglasses at all, has solid black eyes
>look away real fast, fuck maybe she had really small sunglasses or something
>look back, she's still staring right in my rearview into my eyes, definitely not sunglasses, I can see her eye lashes and pure black eyes
>NOPE
>look ahead, traffic still stopped
>just think maybe I'm seeing things
>a minute or so goes by
>look in my rearview again
>she's still fucking staring right into my rearview into my eyes
>traffic starts moving and I haul ass out of there
>she doesn't follow me or anything

creeped me out for a couple days

>>17028002
I saw this on /b/, although it was written with much worse english. Didn't spook me at all, just some human stalker freak.

>be 13-14
>live in an apartment that has been comfy for like the two years i lived there.
>out of nothing i suddenly have trouble sleeping having the feeling something else is in my room.
>every night i would try to sleep being fully under my covers leaving just a tiny spot to breath fresh air through.
>Somtimes i would just sleep with my lights on but i could notice shadows on the edges of my room moving slowly. And seemingly turning bigger every night.
>just thinking it,s my imagination playing tricks on me.
>One night i suddenly hear a buzzing noise in both my ears.
>uncover myself and reach quickly for my bed light.
>look at the edges of my room.
>shadows have turned into the shades of lifeless chopped off heads.
>yell like a little schoolgirl as parents come charging into my room.
>shadows still there but turned back into their tiny state.
>swapped room with my parents. But didnt solve anything.
>still feel unsafe the following weeks.
>summer night sweating the fck out hidden under my covers.
>nearly fall asleep but out of nothing i have the feeling something is getting near.
>quickly come back to my sences and dont move. Maybe it will go away.
>suddenly feel a massive kick to my bed.
>yell to my bro sleeping next door. He opens my door as i 360 jump out of my bed and gtfo my room.
>return back with my parents from the living room to find my closet and drawers open for no reason.

More shit happened but i will continue on request.

>>17030555
Nice trips. Pls cont

>>17028002
so why was jim acting all weird

>>17032658
because he was phone, try to keep up.

>>17030555
>Sleeping at my grandparents old house during hollidays.
>Another night of bad sleep. Still awake prtty much hidden under covers.
>Won a bet with my bro sleeping in the same room to sleep in the best bed.
>Regret it instantly as it has a clear view into the hallway.
>Door is open fck!
>Gps have this old clock that you can hear upstairs when it rings every hour.
>Clock hits 1 as a shade appears in view in the doorway. Instantly.
>on my toes now. But still aware i might just have spooked myself and making up things.
>suddenly four orbs of light appear on the shade. Looking like eyes staring me down.
>not trying to move. Sweating like fck in fear now. Afraid of waking up bro cause sound might trigger a reaction.
>litterally 6 hours of lying in bed looking at this shade through a tiny gap in my covers.
>early morning light shines into the room now.
>kind of sigh in relief as light might remove the shade.
>nope! Still there. Now 100% sure its not just shadows playing tricks on me.
>clock rings six in the morning. The flame orb eyes close down and the shade just fades within like three seconds.
>keep still till way later then i hear gps and bro wake up.

Got more. Again on request.

My mom told me a spooky story about her and her friend here it is.
>be a typical suburban mom super religious
>visit my sister in England with my friend
>for some reason on the train at 3:00 am with no one in her car
>next stop
>6'3 big scary man gets in
>sits on opposite end but immediately starts staring the fuck out of me and my friend
>dude is dressed in all black and has a hat on and a scraggly beard so his face is hard to make out
>the air in the car gets more and more oppressive the longer this guy stares
>still staring after 10 minutes
>car stops and a tall businessman gets on dressed in white and light colors
>immediately starts talking to me and my friend
>super friendly and whispers how creepy that dude is
>other dude still staring
>businessman makes banter to lighten the situation
>offers to stay on the train till the one dude leaves
>train stops and all four of us get off
>middle of fucking nowhere
>dude follows us for a bit
>disappears
>businessman escorts us to my sisters apartment complex
My mom is super fucking religious so she is adamant that the one dude was a demon or possessed. She claimed the air became super oppressive, felt darker. Like when he got on the train the lights felt and looked like they got dimmer. She also swears the businessman was an angel of some sort protecting her. FYI my mom claims the devil tried to kill her when she fell in the shower because she felt someone physically push her. Also when she got surgery and later developed sepsis, claimed the devil trying to get her again.

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>Be living in converted garage room
>Bedroom door is adjacent from door leading outside
>Usually sleep with both doors unlocked
>2 nights ago
>4am
>Wake up to knocking at bedroom door
>Doge who sleeps next to our bed is barking
>Swing open door
>No one there
>Go into main house
>Everyone asleep
>Open back garage door and let doge out to see if he notices anything
>No one there
>Check driveway for cars
>No one there

Guys. Who the fuck was door???

>>17028219
maybe they were checking the place out, deciding what they were gonna come back and steal.

Similar experience:
>living with gf
>come home mid-morning to use the bathroom
>sitting on toilet, hear front door lock click
>her dog starts yapping, hear door creak open
>stay on toilet, figure she'll come and ask why I'm home
>done, leave bathroom, no one home

She didn't bring it up, and when I asked why she came and left earlier she said she never came home. Told her the story, "Idk, but it wasn't me".

>>17030555
three bedroom apartment? where?

>Jim reveives a note under the door and is intrigued
>especially because its the closet door

>>17028002
>be walking home with friend in HS junior year
>live in extremely small town on very spooky reservation
>walking around just talking and goofing off
>decide to head to another friend's house
>walk past abandoned house next to creek
>creek used to be full of water and pretty when a kid but has become dry and trashed now as a teen
>two little girls in white playing in creek with a green light source I assumed to be a cellphone
>they call out to us
>say "The guy in the house doesn't like when you guys walk by"
>I turn to the abandoned house(which has no door and broken windows) after audibly saying "What" blankly
>turn to look at my friend
>he's looking at me
>we both turn towards creek
>no light, no girls
>we start running as fast as we can
The time span was as most 15 seconds between looking away from the girls to the house and my friend. To this day we always bring this story up when telling of scary stories because it's the only one that has just us two though as a group, my little clique has witnessed a bunch of spooky stories.

It's perplexing to me, because I lurk this board all the time because lots of the content on here intrigues me however. Nothing even remotely paranormal has ever happened to me in a personal experience. I don't know if it's luck or what but I have never had anything similar to these stories or any of those that I read occur.

>>17036991
I've had all sorts of scary shit happen, most of which was demonic..err..dark at least. Definitely doesn't feel lucky, but it is kind of cool sometimes because it's just completely beyond my understanding nor has any kind of science explained the situations away. My dad is like you though...and what's funny is his room seems to be the most unsettling. He has never had anything paranormal really happen, but after everything I've told him, he believes that I wouldn't make the shit up. I mean...I've been fucking yanked off my couch by the ankle, heard loud grunting/growling multiple times both by myself and with someone else, heard all kinds of crazy sounds, seen shadow entities, had nightmares of a demon that liked to threaten my different family members when I tried going to church again (murdered my sister in the last one before I decided to say fuck religion altogether).

I could go on for a long time, but obviously you get the point. Paranormal stuff is fascinating, but consider yourself lucky that you haven't been through the hell I have lol.

>>17036991
Oops, I just re-read what you said and saw that you said you were lucky NOTHING happened. Oops..my bad

>>17036991
And I said oops twice.

Gonna go shoot myself now.

>>17037030
That does sound terrible and I sympathize for you, I'm glad that I don't have demonic entities harassing me, I don't even know if I could handle that shit.

>Be me at 19, 2012
>finishes HS wants to kickass
>become marine to kickass
>americafukyeah.jpg
>go to guantico, vagina
>lammme
>barracks firewatch
>suckscamelcock
>march 2013
>no ass kicking ass
>lamme.
>basic chore bitch. derpz.
>niggerz run place va
>go to bar
>drunks be drunks
>deblouse wit drunk niggerfagget
>caught by 5o
>booted to arlington
>2 days laterz
>Quantico shooting
>ohshit.

bamp

>>17032685
>be me
>try to find out who phone is
>think phone is lunch
>dadther was in ditch, pitch black
>Jim takes lunch
>phone was ded the whole time, berried with couch sleep
>who the fug was phone?
>spooki.docx

>>17037037
No don't do it anon you have so much to live for.
But if you do, come back to haunt /x/ and give us proof of life after death.

>>17028219

probably just some drunk guy

>>17029179

wait, who do you think he was?

and how did he know what your station was?

>>17028219
i was raided during me sitting on the computer too.

the only thing i heard was plastic bags but no footsteps or anything, they entered my parents room and my mom screamed, then they ran out the fucking door and i flipped the fuck out

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>see scary story thread
>scroll down and only read the posts with least 2 good replies

>>17029141
nigga that's fucked

>Be around 15
>In my bedroom at night, listening to music on my laptop
>My bedroom is joined to my mum's room via a door next to my actual bedroom door (house layout is weird, my actual door was a later addition)
>Think I hear someone coming up the stairs, assume it's my mum coming to bed
>Hear someone moving around in my mum's room, shout "goodnight"
>No reply
>Assume she just didn't hear me, which happens a lot
>Shout again
>Still no reply
>Notice I can't actually see her bedroom light shining through the gaps in the doorframe, which is weird because it's bright enough to keep me awake most nights
>Huh, that's wei-
>Door handle starts jumping like someone's just running their hand down it and letting it fly back up
>NOPE
>Jump out of bed, throw laptop across room, bolt the fuck downstairs
>Mum is asleep on settee and brother is on sofa

Fucking old houses, man. Weird shit used to happen pretty frequently, but never anything this spoopy.

>>17037148
Back in '05 my dad was serving in Iraq. His unit had leave and came back to the states for like a week. The group that replaced them for that mission hit one of those road bombs. The vehicle my dad always rode in got destroyed and everyone inside died.

I posted this in another thread, but it seems dead.

Two years ago, I was working an overnight shift. I am a paramedic in a small town in NY, and I won't get more descriptive than that in regards to location. The ambulance company's headquarters is basically two medium sized buildings, one of which has the ambulance bay attached. The other building is where the employees spend their time. Basically like a fire house. The building with the garage attacked to it is over 100 years old, and use to be a funeral home until 1945. That is when it was converted to the first ambulance agency in the area. At the start of my shift at 12, I completed a part 800, which basically is a checklist to ensure all my equipment is present and in order. My partner was with me at this point. After we finished, we moved back to the other building and started watching tv. I realized that I left my set of ambulance keys in the truck, which is basically a big no no for the company I worked for. I told my partner I would be right back, and that I left the keys in the ambulance. I didn't bother turning on any lights in the other building, because I knew the layout and the ambulance cabin lights turn on when you open the door, so I would have no trouble finding the keys. As I walked towards the ambulance, something just felt off. As if there was another being watching me. It was at this point that I felt something brush up behind me, and than I heard an unintelligible whisper in my right ear. I lost my shit and sprinted out of the building. I am a very rational individual, and never believed in the paranormal until that moment.

This was told to me by one of my friends

My friend's room is like a living room turned bedroom so everyone has to pass through her room to get to the kitchen. Her grandma died suddenly and not long after that she was convinced her grandma was haunting her house. Every morning around the same time her dogs would come jump in the bed with her and start growling and barking at empty air. Then the light in the kitchen would turn on and the mini TV on the counter would turn on to the morning news.

It happened so often that they got a witch to come to their house and cleanse it. Her mom worked right next to a witchcraft store so it wasn't that weird.

>>17041311
I forgot to mention it was her grandmas routine to get up at the same time every morning, turn on the news, and start making breakfast before she died

>>17030555

google hypnogogia/hypnapomia. this shit is common as fuck.

>>17041235

thank goodness that's not an actual quote. scary. lol.

>>17041314
But who was phone?

>>17041358
Thanks anon. That will put more sence into this childhood shitscare.

Not exactly a spoopy story but I'm being like actively followed by a god damn demon or some shit, about 2 weeks ago my girl and I heard a slam at the sliding glass door, she was in the kitchen by the door and I was in the living room, i just assumed she dropped some shit or something. Then she comes into the living room confused/little bit freaked out and I learn that she didn't do it had no idea what it was etc. Same night our toilet (which has no mechanical issues WHATSOEVER has worked fine since) flooded twice for no apparent reason. More than a few times when I've been gaming in the master bedroom I'll jog/half run to the kitchen to grab a drink, and like 3-4 seconds after when I'm halfway to the kitchen the door shuts behind me. Now the past 5 nights I've heard triple knocks on the windows or the sliding glass door (not sure which) very late at night/early AM while gaming. Needless to say the shits freaked me out, been burning sage and usually have a weapon within arms reach to somewhat comfort myself. Shit's just weird man. Also, thought I'd add that I'm not schizophrenic this shits actually happening, and multiple people have died in this house. The triple knocking and shit is what's getting to me, repetition of 3. Ironically was posting about this in another thread, it failed to post twice first time saying just error with the captcha second time saying i mistyped the captcha, when all I had to do was click a fucking square. So took 3 attempts to post it, then my post ended in 33. Is there any significance to this? (symbolism connected to 3 or some shit that would make sense in the context of whats going on, just want to know what the fuck's happening really)

>>17042540
Forgot to mention, half my house (kitchen side where the glass door is at) is all state protected grounds, basically just a swamp in Florida. Shit is PITCH BLACK at night so I have no fucking clue what it would be, just assumed it was a raccoon at first but it's impossible to get to my sliding glass door without going through a locked door on my lanai. Also don't think some bastard raccoon is repetitively knocking on my window exactly 3 times in the middle of the night for the past week, if not that's one smart motherfucker.

>>17041277
Tanis?

>>17042561
Oh hey its you again. I'm the one with the creepy ganny from the other thread.

>>17034265
>Be me around 17
>Working as mail delivery.
>Every house has it's own yard.
>Walk to one of the houses to deliver mail.
>Look inside the big window if someone is home. Some people actually walk to the door to take the mail directly.
>No one home so i just put the mail into the box.
>Suddenly i see someone behind me in the reflection of the glass.
>An old lady looking at me with a sad face. It almost looks like she is about to cry. The rest of her body is vague.
>Quickly turn my head to check behind me.
>No one there.
>Cold shivver runs over my spine as i quickly deliver the mail anyways. Struggle to put it into the box as it is full.
>Quickly walk off looking back over my shoulder to check again if someone is inside. No one.

Next day i learned that the old lady that lived in that house died two days before this happened.
Collegue told me she always used to ask if there was mail from her family. Which was never the case.
That just made me think she was just sad cause she was lonely and forgotten.

>>17041235
IS RAMIREZ PHONE?

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>>17042722
>died waiting for her own children to acknowledge that she exists

>>17043147
Ramirez has to be phone

>>17029011
Nigger the game is god-tier. Specially the first season. Although second one isn't bad at all.

>>17044019
> GET BACK HERE, LEE. GET BACK HERE AN KILL ME LIKE A MAN.
> no.
> Cannibal man cries out in rage as walkers close in on his farm
Jesus christ how based.

>>17042540
The repetition of three thing is such a haunting cliche that I don't believe you, someone who posts on a paranormal board, has never heard of it before.

>>17044019
It had slightly less zombie cliches than the series, but it still had some. That said, I enjoyed it. Haven't seen the second game or "season" or whatever they're calling it now. I heard it was being released in parts, which sounded dumb and annoying.

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>driving alone through rural Texas
>it's almost sunset
>see a car crashed into a tree off the side of the road
>two bodies (driver and shotgun) slumped over inside of it
>pull over on the shoulder to take a closer look, but remain in my car with the engine running
>something about the bodies looks off
>takes a second for me to realize it, but they are mannequins
>nope.webm
>floor it out of there
>as I'm gunning it, three guys with baseball bats come running out of some bushes on the side of the road across from the staged crash

>>17046197
What part of Texas?

>>17046204

I don't remember the exact location. Somewhere around Crockett. I'm not a Texan. I was just visiting the Davy Crockett Forest for a few days with a friend who lives by there. This happened when I was starting my drive back home to Kansas.

>>17046219
Interesting. Its an hour and a half away from me. I'm in College Station currently.

Population of the place is like 6000, so I guess it makes sense knowing people would do that kind of stuff. Creepy...

Reposting

>Thanksgiving break ended
>roommates and I decide to leave for uni at separate times
>make the hour and a half drive
>back in town early morning and decide to sleep
>wake up from nap at 10:41 A.M
>see my door open slightly
>think its one of my roommates
>I yell "Whats up faggot?"
>no response
>ignore it and think its the one I don't really talk to
>Decide to fall back asleep
>phone rings
>Its my roommate
>calls letting me know he will be back in town in 20 minutes
>20 minutes later I hear knocking at my door
>Its my roommate
>Since I was out of bed I look at the parking lot and only saw both of our cars meaning the third roommate still hasn't made it home
>sudden realization I was home alone the entire time I was sleeping
>sudden fucking realization my room opened a bit then I woke up and found it closed and locked

UPDATE

Apparently my roommate saw from outside one of the blinds from the window in my room move a bit. Strange enough, this blind wasn't near my bed, so I couldn't have touched it while shifting positions in sleep.

>>17046232

It felt surreal when it happened. It was a combination of fear and panic but also excitement and pride knowing that I escaped their trap because I was smart enough to stay in my car and GTFO. Afterwards, it was a "Did that just really fucking happen?" kind of feeling. I thought about calling the cops but I couldn't get a signal on my phone.

I have looked up to see if there are reports from other people of similar things. I didn't find any in the news (though I guess if the intended victim fell for it, nobody would find out).

>>17046259
Think you should report it to save some poor soul in the future. But yeah, good thinking. Honestly, if that were me I'd probably be standing there wondering why mannequins were there.

>>17046283

It's a little late for that. It happened a few years ago. Being in Texas, there's a strong chance they pull that shit on somebody who is packing substantially more heat than baseball bats and get killed.

>>17046288
Ah I see. Anyway thats creepy the more you think about it. In the middle of nowhere rural area, people patiently waiting for a victim, purpose unknown.

i remember a story on here (not mine) that took place in texas where the driver slowed because a big tree was toppled in the center of the road, slowed the car to investigate and saw the shillouettes of people rising up from behind the tree, hightailed it in reverse i guess.

reading stuff like that on here has made me more vigilant, i spoop the people i am close to with tales like above so that they might be more vigilant as well. there's a local haunted spot where kkk type fuckers hang out, people pulled over being weird etc

i have driven there at night, sensebaugh tunnel in East Tennessee where stories say a runaway slave was raped and her baby was murdered. supposedly if you turn off your lights the car will shake and you can hear a baby crying. it's very bad vibes all around and but i found out it's not the original train tunnel, for anyone who happens to be in the area. it's all brambles now but you could find it in the winter.

>>17046311
sorry for bad grammar. tired. nothing happened when i have gone other than seeing suspicious live human behavior.

to contribute, the car stuff reminds me of this place in middle tennessee near my home, this fantastic cliff overlooking the green country. middle of nowhere. you can drive up there, i would smoke with friends and just hang out. apparently someone anheroed off the cliff - and from time to time i heard knocking, felt shaking on my vehicle while parked. my girlfriend at the time said her car door opened of its own accord and i very much believe her, we would be driving around smoking and all sorts of weird shit would happen while in her car. the ground all along and below the cliff was solid chunks of rock and it always seemed like such a frightening way to die, i could vividly picture blood on the rocks below and maybe that's why i don't go back as much as i used to. too creepy

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>>17043229
>>17042722

bamp

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>>17028002
Not really scary for me but for the guy probably

>be driving home from work
>pull up to a line of a few cars at a red light
>2-3 highschool kids yelling at cars and throwing rocks at them
>kid throws a rock at my car, and the car infront of me
>guy in car infront of me gets out and bodyslams one of the kids and grabs the other by the coat wrestling them down
>kid in ground looks at me and yells for help
>mfw i drive off

>>17029141
cool story anon, that's scerry shit

>>17036932
any you'd be willing to share? stories involving groups tend to be the best ones

>>17041277
>goes to 4chan
>doesnt green text

>>17046197
Old pasta but still one of the best

>>17046197
Don't know if this is a coincidence but this is just like the story that's popular on x and is being reposted in threads, the original one goes like this
>guy drives in Forest at night
>sees a car stopped and a body lying face down on the ground
>he slows down and wants to stop and investigate but gets a bad vibe
>he drives past the guy
>looks behind him, guy on the ground gets up, people with animal masks on emerge from woods

>>17046250
>yelling 'whats up faggot' to a burglar
fucking based

>be 19
>Still live at home with parents
>Their is a large green belt that has a creek running through it behind my parents place
>Deep in the green belt lies a fire pit my brother, friends and I set up under 2 large Cedars
>One night during a fire friends and I decide to wander away from the fire pit into the dark
>the night is chilly, rainy and a slight fog lingers
>we take one of our old mostly covered paths that runs along the creek
>shining my mag light every which way something catches my eye across the creek
>Its a path like opening that seems to dig through the trees and thick blackberry bushes into someones property
>sudden chill of fear and excitement overwhelms me and most likely my friends
>the decision to follow the path deeper into unknown territory is made and we search for a way across the creek

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>>17048006
you done did good

>>17049062
>best

You typed "stupidest" wrong.

>>17050293
>further down the creek we find a sturdy fallen tree that lays from bank to bank
>we all safely cross and make our way back up stream towards the opening
>everyone is cracking jokes to keep spirits high
>finally we reach the entrance
>The four of us (including myself) that did not puss out climb the bank and gather at the foot of the trail
>Peering down the path i notice the fog progressively gets denser and yet again I feel the spine tingling sensation of fear
>Before we take our first steps in i turn my mag light off to avoid early detection
>we head in
>the path is nice, well maintained and lined with a fresh smelling mulch/ bark mix
>the air is moist and the visibility is terrible with the fog
>the first thing we come across is an open bottomed flower box about 4 to 5 feet long and separated in the middle to form 2 sections
>someone names it "baby graves" and starts carrying it along with us
>This is when things get strange

>We reach a Y in the path and come to a stop
>the fog is really dense but we can make out 2 signs staked in the center of each split path
>I switch on the mag light in preparation to read the signs that i already know state "NO TRESPASSING"
>as I'm about to shine the light upward to the signs i recognize a pattern on the ground in the center of the path
>Its a perfectly straight long line of mushrooms intersected by a perfectly straight short line of mushrooms
>"a fucking cross" i say out loud as i point it out to my friends
>my friends stare in shock at how perfectly each mushroom is aligned
>"a fucking upside down mushroom cross" i say
>as we moved in quietly towards the fungus display for a closer look that's when we heard it
>something or someone was approaching us at a slow pace from up the right path

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>>17050391
>>17050391
>by the time someone says "do you guys hear that!" my brain was going to burst from fear
>In my mind its fight or flight and to fight the unknown, the voiceless and unidentifiable is not an option
> I turn away from my friends and the Y in the path and start hauling ass like a big fucking pussy
>My friends do the same almost a second after me
>we stay close
>we all make it to the foot of the path but dont stop there
>my friend who was carrying the flower box still fucking has it on his shoulder and decides to sprint through the creek to the other side
> the 3 of us rush to the log and cross the creek back to my path
>We all make it back to my fire pit winded, confused and mostly freaked out.
>the people who stayed behind want answers as to why we are out of breathe and what the box thing is that my friend took

>after telling an in depth story of the events that happened like the one i have just told you most of my friends wouldn't believe it
>they wouldn't go see for themselves which meant they believed it enough to fear going
>eventually the 4 of us that visited the dark path calmed down and starting indulging in booze and beer

later that night i took a picture of the fire with my broken cell phone just for kicks and got a slightly disturbing image with what looks like a babies face in the flame. It could just be a coincidence. To this day we still have fires and still have the "baby graves" stored under one of the benches. I am 23 now and still live at home like a bitch.

>>17050448
Good story anon, thank you for sharing. The imagery was particularly vivid.

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>>17050448
more proof my camera was fucked