Creepy Stories....... (Page 3) LoisS: "Ive missed you so much" I whispered as she removed her clothes to take a shower. Watching her through the binoculars was painful, but at least I found where her new house was. LoisS: "We have found your friend" the Officer said as he drew an X on the map...... and then he drew another, and another, and another, and another LoisS: As I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard Alexa speak.... "OK, the security alarms and cameras have been disabled". LoisS: Give a man a fish, and he wont notice you dumping a dead body in the lake. Teach a man to fish, and he'll be alone at the scene of the crime when the police show up.. LoisS: During dinner, he told me he knew my deep dark secret. As he chewed and swallowed his steak, I knew he was bluffing. LoisS: According to the computer's readouts, the astronauts oxygen ran out 5 days ago.. So how were they still screaming? LoisS: Banging on the door . "Please mommy, let us in!?" They hollered from outside the house. Meanwhile inside the house, a terrified woman desperately tried to call the police, unable to comprehend how and why those kids were wearing the faces of her dead children as masks. LoisS: They celebrated the first successful cryogenic freezing. He had no way of letting them know he was still conscious. Working the night shift alone tonight. There is a face in the cellar staring at the security camera. They delivered the mannequins in bubble wrap. From the main room I begin to hear popping. The officer finally got back to me. The call was coming from inside the house. (Edited by LoisS) LoisS: "I knew it wasn’t just an imaginary friend when, one night, I heard him talking, and when he said he’d see him tomorrow, the door to his room closed on its own. This stopped completely once we moved out." ghostgeek: Sometimes, when the stars glitter like crystal and the air is filled with needles, I hear moaning outside my window. Should I dare to peek between the curtains, all I see is a formless shadow gliding across the lawn and the dewy imprint of a kiss on the glass. LoisS: A young boy is sleeping in his bed on a usual night. He hears footsteps outside his door, and peeks out of his eyes to see what is happening. His door swings open quietly to reveal a murderer carrying the corpses of his parents. After silently propping them up on a chair, he writes something on the wall in the blood of the dead bodies. He then hides under the childs bed..... ghostgeek: On days when it rains I have a visitor. Red, and with shiny black hoofs, he is a gremlin of the old school. Impecable in his manners, he will trash anything with moving parts but never once has he broken a teacup or saucer. LoisS: I was out of town staying in an Airbnb. I was video chatting when I dropped my phone on the floor beside my bed. I picked it up and my husbands facial expression had changed. He held his finger to his lips and motioned to be quiet. He wrote "get up nonchalantly and get the fuck outta there. Someone is under your bed!!" ghostgeek: Whisper it quietly but we're all being watched. By what I cannot say but whatever they are they live in the walls, floor and ceiling of every building on the planet. Sometimes, when the cool of the night is gentle on the breeze, eyes stare at me in the dark. Oh, so many eyes that I think I'm surrounded by stars that have fallen from heaven. And when day comes they leave behind crystal tears that evaporate like dew. LoisS: Another young couple came in through the door, and I hurried to get a table ready, sighing, 'Weekends are always so busy!' Car accidents, murders, drug overdoses; it's always the worst shift in the morgue. LoisS: After the psychic told Mike that he would 'die of a heart attack,' he picked up biking and would do five mile rides into town every weekend. But — when a car suddenly swerved, coming right at him with an old man slumped over the steering wheel....he realized with final clarity that it wasn’t his heart attack she'd meant. ghostgeek: Have you heard it; that dripping sound you can never pinpoint? For one whole week I was tortured by it in the summer, then it stopped and my luck changed. Every night, as I plead with God to take back my good fortune, I grow richer as everyone else becomes poorer. What burdens we priests have to endure in the name of faith. (Edited by ghostgeek) | Off Topic Chat Room Similar Conversations |