Tell me a spooky story /x/.
i was in home alone, then the cellphonee ring
pirimm...
hello
...
hello?
turn off
then i see the number
"home"[
who was phone?
>>17334715
now that's what I call S P O O K Y
Doors to my room are at the secound floor, when i was alone in home, trapdoor to attic just open, i shitmyself i sneak to my room doors after 5'' i check what was that, this was really opened. I tell myself that was just a wind or someone don't close it quite full. When my mom back she yell at me why i was sitting in home in with no locked doors, i even wasn't on main floor. She don't know about it cuz its stupid but i will never forgot about it
>>17334700
Once upon a time there was hyper realistic blood on the computer screen, and then a skeleton popped out
The end.
>>17334700
Once there was an ugly barnacle. He was soo ugly everyone died. The End.
>>17334700
/x/ is being raided right now by shitlords with too much time on their hands. Doubt you'll get any serious response. Try coming back later.
>>17334700
Once upon a phone. Who was time?
>>17334700
An invisible man routinely follows you into the bathroom. He really likes it when you brush your teeth. And he showers with you when you shower.
>>17334700
I was a Boy Scout. I was really afraid of the "Green Hand". They say a scout got his hand cut off and it became alive and green because it lives in the grass (?!). So whenever there is a camp the Green Hand would choke a Boy Scout, usually the one who was sleeping on the right side of the tent. I almos shit my pants. Not so spooky now, I guess...
>>17339514
A lot of places like to do that. I was at a wilderness camp thing, not boyscouts or a big camp but a place to dump your kids for a week so the parents can enjoy a vacation or whatever.
Anyway the story was about a guy who killed a bunch of people at the camp called Mr X or something like that, he lived in the woods and wore a long coat and was super crazy and such. He'd always leave behind crossed sticks/branches/boards before he was going to kill someone.
I kind of ruined the spook for everyone by pointing out that the 2x4s in an X that was at our camp site when we got back from a hike still had the home depot barcodes on them.
Walking on a trail near my house and found a knife stuck in a tree. It was a nice one, so I pulled it out and took it. On my trip back by the same spot I noticed the weeds were all messed up. There was a lot of blood. I was afraid to walk back into the trees and look further. Afraid to keep the knife too, I dropped it off a pedestrian bridge onto the interstate. (No one coming at the time)
>when I was, like 7
> my babysitter had snuck out back to get high
> he was blastin marilyn manson (1999)
> I looked up and there was hyperrealistc blood on the computer screen
>drips
>phone rings
>"hello"
>I WAS PHONE?!?!
pic related is the scary ghosts I met then