Request When Nightmares aren't found in dreams...

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THERE'S A COCKROACH AND A BIGGER COCKROACH SMILING AT FSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

*serves fries to coffee-mate with burger*
Etoo how is my cooking ne?? does it taste burnt?

 

At some point in our life, we'd be mistaken in identifying someone or something especially at night. It just might be a part of your hallucinations... or not.

Near midnight.

I was walking back home after visiting my friend's house.
People were already asleep in their beds, yet I was alone outside.
Alone. Only my footsteps can be heard.
The street lights were flickering. Cold wind passed through my body.
I started to hasten towards my house. I walked faster and faster.
My house was still a bit far.
At this point my movements abruptly stopped.
It felt like something was calling me.
My gaze suddenly stopped at a certain alley.
Dark, it was completely dark.
—Then I saw 'it'.
The sight of a person within that dark alley.
Standing. Just standing there.
Long, pitch-black hair almost covering the entire face.
The corners of the mouth curled upwards.
'It' smiled.

I felt the cold wind envelope me.
Shivers ran through my spine
The hairs on my skin stood up.
—Goosebumps
My heart began to race
The sight of 'it' was too sinister.

Aaaahhhh!
I ran. I ran as fast as I can.
Towards the safest place I know of, my home.
I kept on screaming internally as I thought of that sight
What was that?
It was driving me crazy.

After a few minutes, I finally arrived at home.
I was now safe from that unexplainable thing
My shirt got soaked as I sweated profusely.
I kept on panting as I head towards the washroom.
I have to forget about this.
Having that thought, I began to wash my face.

Phew, I began to calm myself down.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
I sighed in relief.
It wasn't there.
Or so I thought.

My body stiffened as I felt a cold touch at my back.
I couldn't control my body anymore.
I slowly tilted my head as I looked behind me.
'It' was there. Smirking.

Aaaahhhhh!

Then I woke up.
It was just a dream.


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haha based on my experience, I still remember this dream vividly. Had this when I was around 8 or 9 years old.

 

this is actually a really cool story. not scary at all.

 

@FlowingSong hmmmm from my divine eyes ur cooking is at least 99 level....so it's obviously tasty..... I want more...

 

NICE thanks!!!

thanks coffee-mate *serves more fries and bugers with gravy*

 

*grabs popcorn
i have one but if i write it down here... i will be doomed,

 

sometimes when you heard sounds in the middle of the night, it's best to ignore it rather than asking who's there. because trust me, you don't want to hear a voice saying 'it's me. i'm under your bed'

 

good thing my mattress is on the floor. don't wanna besieged under and above afterall.
*gulps*

ohhh that's nice!

 

^ me in every horror movie

 

As the post keep growing, snow finally come and post his story.. For each story being told, a candle will be turned off.

There once known a demon called aoandon.

He was a demon that will come when 100 ghost stories is being told in one night.

As snow said that, he blow on the last candle.

I am aoandon...

If you don't know what is aoandon, google it..

If you know what it is.. Stop what you are doing here..

 

john tom tucker is a bully. he likes scaring people and seeing people getting scared. sometimes he would go to the nearby graveyard, hide behind a tombstone and yell 'please help me! i'm not dead! i'm still alive!'. the people that pass by would scream while john was laughing by himself. one day, on halloween, john in his costume, was up to his usual pranks and went to the graveyard. there he saw a freshly dug grave. he thought that with his costume as a monster, coming out from that grave scaring people would be the best prank he ever pull. so he went down and waited for any sound of people passing through. after a while, there's no one around and john was getting pretty tired so dozed off a while. when he woke up, everything was dark, he panicked. he felt a wooden lid on top of him. he knocked on the wooded lid with all his strength, yelling 'please help me! i'm not dead! i'm still alive!' with all his might hoping that someone would help him.
ever since that day, on every halloween night, right at that graveyard, you could sometimes hear john tom tucker voice, asking to be free.

-this was something i read in a book once. it's not identical, as i don't remember every detail but i tried to make it as similar as i could remember.

 

ah, hahahaha I get it hahahahaha

 

I have a childhood friend that used to play with me.. We always play until the sky is red when the sun is set before going home.

One day, she didn't come to the playground.

She never come to the kindergarten anymore. Some said she moved away.some said she passed away.
When the teacher checked on her house, they saw a child body being mutilated. DNA test proved that she is my friend.


However I don't believe them because I still play with her everyday the only changes is that she will come only when they sky have turned red and play with me till midnight.

 

well now that explains why we hear those sounds every night at the graveyard!

 

two kids was playing near a tree. one boy and one girl. on the tree are two fairies watching them play. then the boy said ,'i don't believe in fairies!' and one of the fairies suddenly looks like she can't breath and almost died. the girl teary eyed said, 'stop, every time a person doesn't believe fairies are real, one fairy would die!'. the boy scared, 'wait, don't cry, i believe fairies are real'. the nearly died fairy regains her breath.
one of the fairies said, 'hey what would happen if we said it the other way around?'. 'why don't you try then' said the other fairy.
'ok. i don't believe in children'. then the boy suddenly falls down unable to breath and died.
'oh, this is fun. lets try again'.

 

okaaayy don't give them the idea ...

 

(I don't know if this is scary at all and it's a bit long.)

One evening inside a car on their way home, a young girl and her two friends were chatting away happily when the topic changed to ghost stories. In the front seats were the girl's parents, concentrated on their own conversation.

One of the girl's friends recounted a story about a street where a woman would appear in the back mirror of the car driving through the street. The other told of red eyes that appeared in the kitchen at night. After having told many stories, the girl's friends became tired and they stopped to rest. The young girl on the other hand had gotten rather nervous and scared from hearing so many ghost stories. To distract herself, she looked out of the window to watch the dark scenery. She noticed that the car was on a road that was surrounded by trees and had no other car passing through. She stared at the dark trees, slowly drifting off into her own thoughts when she noticed red lights passing by the left window. The girl looked around.

"Did a car pass us by?" she wondered.

But then she noticed that there was no car in front that overtook them.

"Weird," she thought.

With a strange tingling feeling she decided to gaze out of the right window. Again red lights flashed by. Puzzled, the girl looked to the front. No cars could pass from the right, so how come she saw red lights?
Turning her head to the left, she saw two dots dancing parallel to the window some distance away. Staring more intensely at them, she slowly discerned a black shape in the darkness. The shape of a wolf with red eyes stared back at her. The form seemed insubstantial, like smoke clumped together. She thought to have heard the howl of a wolf. As the girl stared in shock, the shape suddenly disappeared as fast as it came.

The girl shook her friends and asked them if they saw or heard a wolf with red eyes, but they shook their heads in denial. She asked her parents and they answered that nothing had passed them until now. Her friends teased her for hallucinating stuff after hearing their ghost stories, but the girl was certain. She had definitely seen something. And it was not a hallucination.

 

THANKS!!

 

You're welcome^^

 

I would have run with my dog if that happened ...