Stories that happened to you and weren't scary when they happened but when you think back on them they're pretty scary. Paranormal, not paranormal. What ever. Just stories that freak you out now.
>Be me, age 10 probably.
>Family on vacation in Arizona. Flagstaff, Phoenix, can't remember.
>Mom, dad, brother, and my self hanging out by the pool, probably 8 or 9 at night.
>Vacation so we get to stay up late.
>Brother, 13, and I want some ice cream.
>Ask parental unit if we can walk down to a dairy queen a few buildings down from hotel/motel.
>Parents say sure, not too far away so not worried about something happening.
>Must have been the week end since the streets were pretty busy even at night.
>Parents give us the money, we get the ice cream, then start walking back.
>Just outside our hotel/motel some old Mexican't guy in a truck stops and asks to talk to us.
>Cowboy hat, cow boy boots, thick black mustache. Fucking stereotypical.
>Asks weird questions about hotel/motel.
>Is there a tv? Yes.
>Lamps? Yes.
>Do they have a bathroom? Yes?
>Starts getting kind of close, but we hadn't really gotten weirded out yet since we're used to Mexican'ts. (New Mexico fag here)
>Asks a few more weird questions before dad comes out looking for us.
>Guy stops talking, gets back in his truck, and leaves.
>Hear huge lecture the next day about not talking to strangers and shit.
>mfw my brother and I were almost kidnapped and sold into sexual slavery by a fucking Mexican.
I was kidnapped 3 times, each time they took me and was caught on the border. 3 times. Yeah looking back I was a blonde hair blue eye kid. I would be a lolli, likely molested and killed off. I used to play a lot outside as a kid. I have kids of my own and I never let them out of sight
>>17055449
How were you kidnapped 3 times? Were you just really, really stupid?
>>17055449
3 goddamn times? surely your parents thought after the first or even second time "maybe we shouldn't let him play outside anymore"
>>17055404
>Be about 5 or 6
>Don't really have many phobias besides heights/spiders
>One night go to bed as normal
>Have a nightmare
>In the dream I remember going into parents room
>Lying on the bed for a little while
>Hear something over the side
>Lean over and see a puppet
>Feel this awful chill down my spine
>It starts moving up and looks at me
>The puppet has like a brown rag mask with black holes for eyes
>I start screaming my fucking throat out
>No sound comes out
>Physically cannot move
>It starts getting closer to me
>Wake up
>Next day
>Uncle I hardly ever see comes to visit
>Brings a fucking puppet with him
>I have the same fucking fear of it despite it looking completely different
>Get so freaked he has to take it away and put it in his car
I know it's probably coincidence but it was pretty spooky thinking about it, thing is I'm not and was not scared of puppets, I don't even find them creepy but that dream was bad enough to stay with me.
>>17055466
You do realize that there are neglectful parents and that organized criminal elements exist in every country, right?
>>17055449
Man, I really want to hear how the fuck you were taken 3 god damn times. Was it the same person, like an ex of your mom or something?
>be me 8 years old
>wake up to go piss its like 5 am (bathroom is beside bedroom)
>hear a crash down stairs
>go down to where i heard the noise because my fight or flight reflex made me do the stupidest thing
>nobodys downstairs
>windows/doors are shut and locked
>Musthavebeenthewind.jpg
>as im going back upstairs hear another crash, in closet beside stairwell
>idiot move again
>open the closet door
>nothings there
>realise a bike helmet and my hike that were hanging up on a hook fell down
>hooks still on the wall
>no way for these items to fall off the hook unless lifted off
>w.e go to bed
2weekslater.jpg
>wake up to go piss
>pissing and i hear a tap on the bathroom door
>finish up and open the door
>at the end of the hall see a black figure in purple cloak
>think nothing of it
>go to bed
I only found out last year that our house was 200 years old, and there was apparently a cult who used the house for rituals back in the day
>be kid, like 8 years old
>family takes me to circus
>outside circus theres a fenced in tiger that kids take pictures with
>Parents let me go in, and pet the tiger
>enjoy circus, eat cotton candy, fun day, got to pet a tiger.
>apparently the very next day the tiger vicously mauled some kid. All over the news
>Didnt know this until I was older, but then understood why after that I was never allowed to participate in any "pet the well trained predator" stuff.
So, I guess I sort of narrowly avoided death by tiger.
Thats the only I can think of thats frightening in hindsight.
>>17055404
>be 5
>be about to take breakfast
>Decide to go to the store for churros
>Parents are ok with this because the store is just in front of our house
>Getting out of the door a black car aproaches me
>inside there is a mexican blond woman completely covered in make up. White make up mixed with pink lipstick to give her chick some life
>In the back seat there is a greassy mexican dude, fat and pervert eyes. He is just in the middle of the seat like embracing a ghost each side
>I don't get scared because this is México and I am mexican
>the woman says "hey kid, jump in. We are going to take you with your mom. Jump in"
>Older sister screams from the balcony for me to come in the house
>They speed away
I was almost stolen. Maybe I could have ended butchered.
>>17055478
>"maybe we shouldn't let him play outside anymore"
he said he had blonde hair so we can assume the same thing was true for his parents and we all know blondes are bimbos.
>>17055645
or raped
¿de qué parte eres?
>>17055478
My dad wasn't around and I my mom isn't exactly the smartest tool in the shed.
I played a lot outside in a bad neighborhood.
>>17055466
Before I started school I wasn't made aware of bad people.
I lived in San Ysidro and all took place in the early 90s . I have a cut on my right ear where some cartilage is gone because one of them decided I can't be let go so easily
>>17055645
Mmmmmmmm, churros.... *gaaaaargle....*
>>17055655
el establo
¿tú?
>be 7
>ranch nearby
>lost of cows
>Just minding my own shit
> a black car aproaches me
>inside there is this greasy mexican
>"Are those your cows?"
>no
>Go and get a cow in their car.
>took a crane to get it out.
>>17055678
wut?
>>17055657
>dad wasn't around
>blonde hair blue eyes
holy shit dude, you're like, the last of your species
i'll just copy mine from another thread, it's appropriate
>be me, 6 years old
>honestly a stupid kid, didn't listen, ran away, daydreamed all the time, almost got kidnapped at some point
>be playing football in the street
>the street was pretty wide, suburb-like
>my grandma was sitting in the garden, watching me
>i chased after the ball then a car hit me. i blacked out so i don't remember what happened but i was horrible, like dying
>grandma says she ran towards me yelling, and the car did a u-turn and left
>went to the hospital, had a broken jaw, had to wear some kind of brace that made me look like the fucking joker, like a permanent grin
>fast forward to two months ago, i'm 22
>still living in the same area
>shopping in a random mall
>it's the end of the day, i'm heading back to my bike when i notice i lost my scarf
>i don't get my hopes up, but i still go back for it
> find it almost immediately, it's folded on a bench with a note
> something along the lines of "you dropped your scarf, take more care next time, from the guy who made you smile"
>whatever, happy i found my /fa/ tier expensive as shit scarf
>throw away note and go home
>a few nights ago, reading a greentext about a little kid who got stalked by a man who sent strange letters
>mfw i connect the dots "smile" and my joker grin
probably just a stupid coincidence, i talk to a lot of people and smile a lot.
>>17055603
lol little guy just didn't know that the womb of kali can take him for hundreds of millions of years unless he can figure out how to get past those blocks
you know those sra guys, the ones who stuff kilos into the intestines of kids from 3-10 years old and use them as drug mules to transport cocaine and heroin across country borders? that's where they're going and they'll be isolated the whole time
fitting end
> Have twin sister, separated at birth
> Grew up worlds apart
> She grows up to be a knockout - beautiful brunette, looks sexy as fuck in a bikini
> Get a message from her one day - our Dad being a real creep to her, destroying things that she loves, locking her up, heavy breathing at her etc., she needed my help to stop Dad
> So I blew up the fucker's death star.
>>17055746
Dude... So someone from this chan was going to make real money?
>>17055786
kek
>be at Home
>Knock on the door
>open the door
>get on the floor
>had an epileptic fit
>>17055466
or, was he really just that ugly?
>>17055674
>el establo
Con razón, aunque últimamente sí está más violento ¿no?
Soy de Pachuca, bien cerquita.
>>17055404
>17, working in a family owned pizzeria
>owners were nice, but there son was a drug addict piece of shit
>would come by once every few months and bum off his parents
>everyone hated him, but the parents wanted to help
>one night its just me and the old man closing, old man is sick
>tell him to take off, I can close up shop
>"thanks anon I really appreciate"
>yeah yeah, go on. me and the other workers were like the children they wanted so he trusted me to close and not steal
>while closing drug addict son comes knocking on the door, tell him to fuck off
>"hey fuck you man, its my birthright to the place you cant tell me what to do"
>he's got a burlap sack, tell him he cant bring it in here cause I know he'll steal
>he forces his way in, like kicks the door down
>he was a pretty big (fat) dude and I wasn't so Im backing up knowing he could probably break me in half
>I get a knife from the kitchen holding him at bay with it
>somebody must have heard the arguemtn and called the cops, who arrest him for breaking and entering
>pat him down, he's got a ball peen hammer and hunting knife in his pants
>add a charge of carrying a weapon and threatening me for good measure
>owners are disappointed in him ,but understand why I did what I did
>fast forward two years
>in college taking criminal justice class
>professor is former homicide detective, tells us all kinds of stories
>one case where a worker broke into a kitchen he worked at to steal stakes and booze, walked in on a night cleaner, and killed him with a kitchen knife
>disemboweled him, when they flipped him over his guts spilled out
>have a flashback to that night
>that could have been me
>>17055786
>>17055631
>see a black figure in purple cloak
>think nothing of it
fucking wat?
>>17055631
Are you the next ghost puncher?
I knew when I was a kid that my house was haunted, earliest memory I have is waking up early to play with my toys and having someone whisper my name right in my ear.
Then there's this...
>Be me, age 5?
>Don't be my sis, age 8?
>Sleeping in her room one night
>She had the corner room of the house, 2 windows, and parents room across the hall
>Wake up to pitch black dark
>Light outside window
>People
>Just walking by
>My house was in the middle of nowhere, and this wasn't even the window facing the road
>I remember thinking that they looked like people from my church, probably because they were all old and wearing nice suits and clothes
>Tried to wake up my sister
>She wouldn't even open her eyes
>She kept telling me I was imagining it
It wasn't until thinking about it years later that I realized she was just repeating what mom and dad said to her....
>>17055872
Any closure yet by your family?
>>17055890
Sister does not remember this.
Sort of glad
>>17055704
Could be your interpretation, but I could see a 45+ year old weirdo writing that and meaning, "I'm making you happy that someone didn't steal your scarf." smile = happy, or joyful that you actually found the scarf and it wasn't stolen.
But I like the lifelong stalker bit. More fun.
>be 5
>Live in poor neighbourhood
>Alot of junkies and alcoholics
>Know some of them, never bothered us so we werent scared of them.
>one of them lived on the corner of a street where we'd often play.
>Guy had varying moods, heard stories of the guy having spiders come out of his head or something (wut)
>In hindsight it was probably times when he was completely drunk/high. Something my child brain didnt understand.
>one day he decided he didnt want us in his front yard
>threatens us to scare us off
>Thought he was joking
>He goes inside and comes back with a knife
>Oblivious to the danger, still think he's joking
>He just stands there, 9 feet away from me, staring at me through his eyebrows. Trembling with anger.
>His face was red and sweaty, and his eyes cloudy and bloodshot
>My friend is laughing hysterically at my antics. while yelling at me to get away from him.
>Still remember his knife shimmering in the sun.
I really dont remember what happened after that. wether he gave up and went inside or I just left. I dont think my parents knew either. I thought that little of it at the time.
>>17055678
Kek
>>17055638
A similar thing happened to me. In 4th grade my family went on a trip to Texas. We got to choose Sea World or a zoo. We picked tortured orcas over less tortured and therefore less interesting animals, only to find out the next day a gorilla escaped the exact time we planned to go there and (I'm only like 50% sure here) mauled a few people.
So yeah dodged either near death or at least a traumatic experience.
>Be me
>About six or seven, out on a camping trip with the parents
>manage to sneak away from the parents along the riverbank for a moment
>Find a small brown snake, think its the coolest damn thing in the woods.
>Catch said snake and play with it for a couple of minutes till mom finds you
>Mom smiles and asks if she can see the awesome snake, you give it to her
>Mom puts snake down FAR away from you, bummer...
>Mom comes back and starts crying and yelling at you at the same time
The snake was a baby water moccasin, likely to have killed my mom- who, by the way, handled the situation like a boss- and almost certainly would have killed me if it had struck... that still gets to me, and I dont play with stuff when I dont know what it is any more..
>>17055631
>>at the end of the hall see a black figure in purple cloak
>>think nothing of it
>>go to bed
>When you're too tired to even be spooked
>>17055404
>age 6, chilling outside in driveway throwing shit and being awesome
>live in small-ass town (1400) so no one really worries. Especially not in 1994/95.
>waving at cars that go by, as usual, because I'm polite as hell I guess
>Guy who owns house next door drives up and stops.
>dude us a douche. Lied about disability, threw shit at kids, called cops if he had a fast crossways because someone had to pay. And he despised children. That kind of dude.
> he's hardcore staring at our house
>I'm like, oh, he's confused
>"sir, you don't own this one. Yours in the one next door"
>tells me to suck his dick
>he pauses
>is your dad home?
>"dad's at the other neighbors having a beer"
>mom?
>"she's at work"
>opens car door, "you shouldn't play alone, want me to play hide and seek with you?"
>im like uhhh... Sure!
>dad comes back because he peeked out to check I hadn't tried climbing the tree again. Tells me to come over and come inside with him. Says never talk to that guy. People talk about him.
When I was 12 they found child porn in his house and the dog kennel behind it. He'd molested a couple of the kids of families who'd rented from him. Some cases involved his pets.
I almost got diddled by a kiddy fiddler.
>>17055704
I nope'd
>>17056556
Your mom has a pair man
I've one that I know isn't real but the product of a very hyperactive imagination.
> be 5 or 6
> sleeping in my parents' bed because I was a big pussy and was terrified of the dark
> see the shadow of a soldier marching back and forth in front of the door as if keeping guard
> feel safe, fall asleep
I guess it was my mind thinking of what a kid with no real religious experience thought a guardian angel was like. But I swear, I still remember it vividly and if I saw something like that nowadays, I'd shit myself.
>>17055404
>be me
>teenager
>had moved in with father recently
>just started new high school
>make a few friends, not super popular
>this guy is assigned as my lab partner one day
>he seems really nervous around me
>lmao, fucking aspie
>don't see him for a couple days, must be skipping
>see him watching me one day in between classes
>wtf
cont.?
>2003
>eight years old
>siblings are 7, 7 and 10
>parents divorce, dad moves to mediocre apartment complex
>neighbor is friendly college-age skinny black weeb living with his mom and a massive pile of vidya
>invites us over all the time to play games
>eventually dad even lets him drive us around a couple times
>he was a little grabby and kept tickling us
>once or twice he gave me raspberries and when I tried to stop him he just held me down
>we get the pedo talk from our mom around here, but already trust this guy so I guess none of us considered him a threat
>eventually he moves to Arizona
>we exchange numbers
>mom puts it on her caller ID as "DO NOT ANSWER"
>last year we look him up after remembering how creepy he was in retrospect
http://mugshots.com/US-Counties/Arizona/Maricopa-County-AZ/Sazar-K-Prowell.34621233.html
>mfw not a cute enough kid to earn a lifetime of mental trauma
>21 y/o me
>backpacking through southern america
>in this small city in Peru
>meet a British guy
>we decide to get drunk
>go to a bar get drunk
>"I heard there's a small club somewhere"
>ok let's go
>hit the club
>Shady Peruvians only besides me and britbong
>last thing I remember is this guy offering us shots of something
>wake up next day in hostel bed
>still have everything
>never a clue what happened to Britbong nor wtf happened the rest of that night
In hindsight I guess I got pretty lucky.
>Be baby
>Be Bean
>Mom didn't have a gas can and the only thing we had to hold it was a Coke bottle
>Mom and Grandpa are standing right outside the car
>They hear screams
>I drank the gas
>Mom freaks out and takes me to a doctor
>Mom later tells me that for weeks later my burps smelled like a gas station
>Fast Forward to age 12
>Were pretty damn poor in a shitty incredibly tiny trailer
>Winter makes the house a fucking freezer
>We have a shitty little heater
>Dad says I should take it because his son is more important than him
>Next morning I wake up to my dad screaming my name
>Smell smoke
>BLANKET IS ON FUCKING FIRE RIGHT NEXT TO MY FOOT
>Dad rips the thing off of my bed while I jump the fuck away from it
>Takes it outside
>Spreads it out on the floor
>The fire was dangerously close to me
>Fast forward to age 16
>Dad insist on taking my friend home so he doesn't have to wait for his dad
>He came over to hang out and shit
>On the way back Dad gets sleepy because he works so damn much
>Slowly turning left
>"Dad?"
>He's asleep
>Were like 4 seconds from hitting a pole and the median
>Yank the steering wheel onto the road
>Dad wakes up and slaps himself
I don't need to die, man
Later on there was a shooting near my school and then in High school I had a bad feeling for going to school and when I got there barely anybody was there because we apparently had a bomb threat. Bad feelings are important to me and my dad because of this one time we went down a hiking trail and after telling him I didn't think it was a good idea he sprained his foot and couldn't work for a good while. We got stuck in another shitty house after that.
>>17055494
Nigger that's sleep prayes
>>17056778
Yes, continue.
>>17057069
That's a what?
>>17056778
No don't fucking continue you fucking idiot no one cares if you're going to do that go kill yourself by cutting your own head off
>>17055704
>15 years old
>teacher makes nice comment on my lawn decor
>i thank him
how the fuck did he know where i live
>>17056778
>show up to science next week
>he's there
>he's really friendly to me all of a sudden
>lol ok
>making conversation
>turns out he's pretty cool
>we actually become acquaintances
>later that day
>schools out
>walking to my car in the parking lot
>a truck speeds right towards me
>just close eyes
>waiting for death
>everything is quiet, wtf
>open eyes
>the kid in science is standing beside me
>he stopped the truck
>he actually fucking stopped it
>there's an indent where he put his hand
>he runs off before I can react
>mfw
will cont.
>>17057219
Twilight
>>17057219
>drive home
>go to bed
>everything feels like a dream
>just can't believe I'm alive
>decide to show up to school
>I see someone in the forest past the soccer field
>it's the kid from science
>I have to thank him
>no idea how he saved me but he did
>I run after him
>he runs back into the forest
>I keep yelling at him to stop
>he eventually does
>I tell him he saved my life
>the least he could do is tell me his name
>he looks off to the side for a moment
>finally responds
>he says his name is Edward
>mfw
>>17057276
anonkun
>>17057283
My ex got me to watch every movie more than once. Kill me
>>17057280
fag
>>17055678
I got the reference..
A few friends and I were cutting through a graveyard at night when we were chased by a "light". We thought it was a caretaker, so we all ducked and covered, but it wasn't. It was literally just a ball of light about chest height, just hanging there at a distance of 30 metres.
We jumped up onto an 8ft wall and began walking along it and the damn thing appeared behind us on the wall.
We ran, laughing but scared, along the wall away from this thing yet it seemed to keep up. At that point we all bolted, I don't think I stopped until I got home.
The next day we were a little spooked but we all just forgot about it. We all saw the same thing which was a floating ball of white light.
I think back now and think... WTF, that was some scary shit.
>be me
cont?
>>17057391
yes
>>17057385
>how did we know it wasnt a caretaker
When I say it was a floating ball of light, I mean I could see it wasn't attached to a body. It passed infront of trees and was in full illumination. When it hopped up on the wall it was partially illuminated by streetlamps, there was nothing but this "light".
>>17057069
>>17055404
>10 or 11 years old, walking down street with friend, minding own business, talking about kid stuff
>guy in van drives up
>asks us to help him find his lost puppy
>we're hip to this because we learned about stranger danger in school
>tell him sorry but we can't help him and we gotta go home etc.
>walk away as quickly as possible
>tell folks
it was kinda scary then, but not anywhere near as much as it is now that I've read so much about what human beings will do to each other. I guess what spoops me the most about it now is that I remember feeling suspicious of the guy but I don't recall feeling any kind of "you are in danger" spidey sense going off. that's probably normal, or maybe I'm autistic or something, but either way it's very unsettling to know that someone could slip under your radar, and you can end up in a basement or buried in the woods or something because you were out sick the week they told everybody about pedos and shit.
>>17055657
greentext please if you are still lurking this thread
Playing games by myself as a kid. Never knew I would fuck up my life in front of a screen as bad as someone who did all kinds of drugs with friends. Now I'm a 27, HKV neet with no friends.
>1998 or 1999 (between ages 11 and 12)
>derping around on the internet, looking at hentai, reading text porn and talking to strangers in chat rooms
(virgin but molested as a child...so pretty heavy sexual curiosity)
>been online for a few years but thought I had a good handle on it (enough to keep my identity safe)
>talking to older men, webcams were popular...so they would always invite me to view
>a/s/l - 11/f/wherever
>I never get on cam, share picture or give where I'm actually from.
>use throw-away emails and the like
One night I went to sleep and had a dream that some creeper I chatted with knew where I lived and was coming to get me. Woke up kinda freaked out and had trouble getting back to sleep because I thought I heard someone outside my bedroom window.
>turn on computer the next morning and I have a message
>it was an email that listed my name, address, parents/siblings names
>At the bottom it just said; "Be more careful online. I found you but others may not be so easy on you next time."
>bugged the fuck out
>deleted message, scrubbed computer and tried to stay off the web for a few years following that
Still nope to this day thinking about it.
>mfw I was actual loli-bait interested in chatting with horny men online
>cringe4ever.exe
> be me
>15 minutes ago
> be op in a thread about a nuclear facility
>pic related
>mfw it was cute at first
>mfw I want to go outside for a smoke and legit kinda spooped
>>17057622
Wait what happened? So he knows where you live?
>story
>>17055404
He just wanted to know if it was a decent hotel you jackass.
My story:
>Be 11, walking down side road with friend.
>Big fat guy pulls up in a shitty old windowless van
>Asks if we want to make some money
>hellyes.jpg
>Says for us to get in the van
If we had had good parents, they would have warned us against this sort of thing, but we didnt.
>get in van, go for ride
>eventually he stops and lets us out behind an old building.
>says "take these boxes upstairs and I'll give you each $5. I'm too fat to do it.
We did and he gave us our money and a ride back to town.
>>17057681
I'm security in a nuclear facility and I made an ama thread, someone asked where I was from and anon said California, I said how do you know and pic related is the result
He knows where I work, but that's a bit more troubling, considering what I've revealed and the time of day. (9pm here) and I've still got a while for my shift.
>>17055657
>>17055449
What kind of fag comes into a thread and drops a bomb like this and doesn't greentext a story.
>>17057722
The rare non rping/aussie posting kind whom rather keep shit than to dig up trauma's.
>>17057146
Fucking kek dude
>>17057711
>working in nuclear security post-9/11
>talks about it on a Mongolian yurt building forum that is monitored by the government
>surprised that they would casually remind you not to fuck around when you work in your industry
>>17055786
THAT'S NOT A MOON THAT'S A SPACE STATION
>>17056774
That's heartwarming.
>>17056556
Oh man, I have so many instances of walking around unsupervised in rocky/wetland areas as a kid, and coming across various vipers curled up.
The worst part was that I would always assume that a snake whose head I couldn't see was something harmless like a rat snake or garter snake. In retrospect, most of them were venemous (western cottonmouths mostly).
>Be 20 or so and in love with unstable girl 19 y/o who winds up moving to Alaska
>Girl "befriends" a "40 year old man", I don't remember under what exact circumstances
>Guy is extremely generous and always taking her out places. Even sometimes showing up unexpectedly.
>She just thinks he's a "gentleman", and enjoys the attention of a younger woman. I think he just wants to fuck her.
>Of course I'm jealous, but this guy gives a REALLY creep vibe as well. She even had him call me once from her phone because she wanted me so very much to meet this charming man, and I immediately noped and hung up when I heard a man's voice. It was surprisingly high, but definitely not hers.
>She comes to visit home, and says she wants to buy this guy a dog, because he needs something else to lavish his attention on
>She says he's estranged from his wife and son, but won't talk about it with her
>I tell her he's starting to sound possessive and potentially abusive, and I say he'll use the dog as a bargaining chip to see her.
>We fight about this as an almost constant, even after she leaves for Alaska again
>Eventually, she says she is unofficially working for this guy as a housekeeper.
>She has no car, and guy lives on anchorage miles from Anchorage (lol)
>Middle of winter
>He sometimes leaves her out there for days or a week, with no landline or cell phone reception.
>Her school suffers etc
>She eventually severs ties as best she can, at first casually
>He frequently uses dog as an excuse to see her, and when that stops working, freezing dog gets discovered by people miles and miles away from its house, luckily with tags. No way it could get there middle of winter.
>Guy starts showing interest in her friends once she finds home for dog, showing up at place she used to work/places she used to frequent and asking about them
Okay, I want to really wrap it up because I could literally type so many more fucked up details about all of the psychological shit alone.
>>17056669
Man, you missed out.
>>17058354
>Lose touch with girl for over 2 years
>Girl returns back, and tells me even more fucked up shit about her experiences with him
>Says that while he never out and out raped her, he definitely got her drunk and seduced her several times, which still makes me sick to imagine
>He spoke perfect spanish, and hung out with a bunch of Mexican guys. He would act really sexually charged towards her when they were around, sometimes grabbing her ass in front of them.
>These men often had "dazed, young looking girls". She said at the time, she couldn't piece it together because she has borderline stockholme syndrome and is in denial. Recalls that some of them were as young as 13-14 probably.
So yeah, I don't know who did the tip. But here's who the guy turned out to be. He has a LONG ass history on Alaska courts website, including domestic violence against his son I believe. That explains the estranged family (he would always self-victimize to her about them). He also lied to the girl, and said he was about 12 years younger than he actually was.
http://www.youralaskalink.com/Anchorage-Police-Seek-Child-Porn-Suspect-147244345.html
It sickens me to think that the possession and distribution of child pornography were probably the tip of the iceberg, and that he probably associated with sex traffickers. He was also trying to get me to grow pot (professional horticulturalist here) up in Alaska for him, of course I never even discussed that with the dude personally (fucking girl was crazy man).
As far as I know, he's living free and easy as some sort of petroleum engineer. Ruin his life if you can, though.
>>17058354
Oops, meant to say acreage. Stupid auto correct.
>>17058394
She sounds like a dumb bitch. Just being honest.
>>17058406
Yeah well....
I don't blame her for what happened. And if I'm being honest, I honestly think a couple of screws are pretty loose. I knew it at the time, but I never thought someone could be so easily taken advantage. She was really smart book-wise, too, so definitely not a complete retard.
There's a small chance she's reading this. I still talk to her, and she's in town again. I mentioned tonight I've been "reading creepypasta" all night, so who knows if she'll check here for some reason? I mean, slim to none, but not impossible.
>>17057323
wut
>>17058551
>jim teecher
>wienter
kek
Be running in the woods a short drive from my house. Area i dont usually go to. Kinda creepy. Hear noise. Stop. It sounds like its raining (light rain on leaves kind of sound), im trying to figure out what it is. Its ants. literally thousands of ants crawling all over this bush and the ground by this trail im on. Bad smell too, probably a dead animal back in the bushes a bit. Weird, but whatever, i get moving again. Kinda tired so i walk now instead of running.
Walking along, see this other kid out in the woods around my age (20ish). Scragly dark hair, dark skin, weird zoned out eyes (dont really notice all this at first) Kid says hi, i say hi and keep going, i dont want to talk.
Continued
>>17058628
Kid kinda walks along trying to talk to me (he wasnt on the trail, more just out in the trees). Notice pretty quick somethings pretty off about him. He turns for a minute to point at something off in the woods hes talking about ( a cool tree or something, i dont remember), notice the back of his shirts all ripped up with lots of dried blood on it. Makes all my hair stand up. Tell him ive got to keep moving and walk quickly away. Look back once and hes still watching me. Keep going a good ways up the trail. Ready to get out of the woods, but i dont want to have to backtrack and maybe run into that guy again, but i dont know where the trail goes. Turn around and head back down the trail to my car. Dont see the kid but im really on edge the whole time.
Dont think much about it for a few months untl i come on here and read skinwalker stories. Kid comes to mind. Kid was skinwalker. Kills some other guy and takes his clothes. Other guys dead body attracts a million ants. wanted to eat me too.
Kid was probably just some weird drugged out homeless guy, but he still creeps me out to this day to think about
>>17056774
That was a cute story anon
>>17055860
god I hope so
>>17058167
Fuck...
>>17057146
THIS IS HOW /x/ GOT STARTED
>>17057542
at least the drugs would have given you unique and memorable experiences as well as semi-permanent brain damage and temporary psychosis. ever see slc punk? that one guy who plays the acid bum was too close to home.
I've been trying to walk more often to help lose weight, and I never plan my routes ahead of time, nor do I tell anyone when I go because I'm an idiot.
A week or so ago I nearly went to one intersection around 1 am but changed my mind and kept wandering this huge neighborhood
Yesterday I saw a missing sign for some guy about my age/size, last seen at that intersection about fifteen minutes before I would've been there.
It's strange to imagine I was likely doing the exact same thing he was, just wandering around to lose some weight, when he went missing. I'm glad it wasn't nor was it going to be me, but it's always chilling to see people similar to you meet horrible fates.
>>17058371
That's what they said about the golf shoes and I'm fine.
>>17055657
San Ysidro ayy I live in Imperial beach
>>17055631
>hears tap on the Bathroom door
Guess I'm sleeping in the bathtub tonight
>>17056468
Sounds like someone came down here to good old san diego.
>>17055806
Damn bro are you ok?
>>17058194
wat?
>>17056556
> be me
> 3 or 4yo
> find a spider
> play with it
> grab her from the legs with my hands. One leg per hand
> wild dad appears
> throw spider away and kill her
> hit me in the head (an atentional hit, not a fucking punch in my face)
> mfw it was a chilean recluse spider (loxosceles laeta)
Actually i don't remember this, but my brother tell me about it.
>>17057280
Literally so fucking bad. Words cannot being to describe how fucking retarded you are please just don't ever post again.
>>17055657
You put in the effort to post this bullshit, but you didn't even go to the effort of greentexting?
Even if it were true, you won't even post a photo? For fuck's sakes mate, give us a courtesy fucking reacharound, will you?
I'm offended.
>>17055704
This is my life.
People at my work/school/friends think I'm tough guy and down to earth but it just takes me a while to pick up on stuff some times and I have just learned to play it off like I'm doing it on purpose
>>17058354
Jesus fuck, learn how to green text properly.
>>17055638
That kid was you, anon.
You're a ghost.
>Be me
>Work in a bookies in south london
>Work alone on evening shifts (around 6 till 10)
>Advised to not leave the protected counter when alone in case of robbery
>Usually think 'fuck that, got things to do on the shop floor'
>Feeling lazy one night, so don't bother leaving counter
>People come in every now and then to use the toilet
>After closing the shop, check toilets in case someone died in there (this has happened in other shops before)
>Empty, but find a heavy metal bar by the door. Its the bar from a dumbell.
>MFW someone was waiting in the toilet ready to bash my head in when i left the counter, but either got bored waiting or cold feet or something, and my own laziness saved my life
>Never leave the counter anymore.
Feeling got worse when we actually did get robbed one night a few months later. Wasn't me working though.
lost scarf anon here, got another soft spook to share.
>still be me, but 12
>scrawny kid, still an idiot, liked flashy clothes
>looked like a damn toxic tree frog every day
>friends with two taller guys (adult-tall) from school, that probably saved me
>anyway, i was walking down a street going to school, early in the morning, was still dark
>parents never stop telling me about kidnappings and i'm pretty much a spookied cunt
>a car slows down next to me, it's some middle-aged man, looked nice
>"Hey, could you point me to the nearest gas station?"
>i give bullshit directions, completely random
>"Yeah I think I've been there before, mind coming closer to show me on the map?"
>nope.gif
>"s-sorry i'm late for school i can't"
>walk off very fast
>he drives off
>road is very long, i keep walking fast
>think i see the same car driving by several times, not sure
>finally, it parks in a street on the left
>get chills down my spine, feel cold, want to ran away but shit, i am actually late for class and i don't want to get my ass kicked
>is it better to get my ass kicked or pounded.dilemma
>walk on very slowly because i'm stupid
>inch closer to the car, ready to run
>"HEY ANON"
>two tall friends i mentioned run up to me
>INTENSE RELIEF
>"yeah, we knew it was you because of your ugly ass jacket so we came to say hi"
>walk by the car, nothing happens
>get to school late but who cares, I'm still alive
mfw my flashy clothes saved my life
not a pleasant memory, i've tried to forget many times
>>17058354
Sounds like you got keked.
>>17059111
Lmao ily
>>17059224
Get kek'd on
>>17057542
lmao you're joking right?
this is going to be hard to explain especially since it was years ago
>have a "dream" in bed one night
>basically in bed, I see a grey come through my door, and then black out
>don't actually recall the dream until a few days later
>>17057304
I feel you brother. It was a warning sign for me. if my ex was into that shit, it wasn't going to work.
>>17057710
kek
I had a weird fucking dream once, like I was living someone else's dream... Never really thought about it but now it's kind of annoying...
I think I was 3-4 at the time.
>first thing I see is me and my "brother" (i've never had a brother or a sister) sleeping in the same bed
>completely different bedroom than the ones in our house
>it's early morning, my brother is still sleeping
>i feel movement under the bed
>something grabs my shoulder
>a cold dead hand is reaching out from the bed and trying to pull me under
>my brother doesn't wake up as I'm slowly being pulled down
>my screams are muffled by the bed sheets, and as I'm being dragged through the bed, the springs scratch my face and the dust invades my nose, I couldn't breathe
>wake up, super fucking spooked, screaming "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!"
It was so vivid, and I find it so strange I remember it in such detail 20 years later...
>>17058956
Claims to be thought of as a tough guy.
Wears 'fucking expensive' scars.
Nope'd
>>17055404
I have a pretty short 1-night of events with something that i can't even explain and I can try to greentext it out if some poeple are interested.
>Be me at age 8 walking home from school
>Shithole town in NJ
>Crossed the road at the wrong time on the way home
>Freak out since traffic is so bad can't cross the road at all to get home
>Some indian family pulls up and offers me a ride home
>They take me there and everything's fine
Could have still died though. But I was an idiot as a kid, one time I also just randomly hung out at some person's house until 8:30 PM and I never remembered why I did that.
>>17059370
I'll just do it anyways.
>Work for Jimmy johns, sandwich delivery company
>some nights i'm the night shift manager but others im just a driver.
>live in Huntsville, Texas.
(If you've ever been to Texas, it's fucking boring)
>Only here because my godfather and god mom live here.
>Parents died when i was 16 in a car accident.
>I sometimes get this fucky feeling about me and things just don't seem right and they usually turn out to be what I'm freaking out over.
>Have to go to work.
>its a Sunday, my shift starts around 7pm.
blahblahblah go to church all day relatively, blahblahblah work fuck me right.
>Anyways, get there, don't feel right as I'm grabbing my car sign from the back to put on top of my car.
>Get this weird feeling in my stomach, like something bad is gonig to happen tonight.
>My boss is a total fuckhead.
cont.
>>17059387
It might be key to mention there is a drive thru.
>fast forward about 2 AM.
>I'm on whats known as the bar shift, it's really shitty sometimes.
>nothing to do but slice and smoke some dank.
>Decide what the hell and just take a hit off a blunt a few times behind the store.
>then there was a car in the drive-thru.
>this is where shit happens.
>The "woman" inside of the car wouldn't roll down the window, and only one hand was on the steering wheel.
>as I open the window to ask her for her order, she literally dead-locks her eyes onto me.
>fucking LOCKS ON. Like, TARGET ACQUIRED LOCKS.
>Stares so hard into my brain, my stomach is stressing me out with how much it wanted to vomit.
>Can't look away, and she didn't roll down her window, just staring at me, like she was scanning my every being.
>I go inside to get the manager working at the time to deal with this shit.
>He goes to the window, there's nothing there.
>WtfDoYouMean.jpeg
>Fucking gone, the lady is gone, car is gone, nothing is there, GONE. G O N E. GONE.
>Freaking the fuck out right now. It's not even 3 yet the bars don't let out till 3 what the FUCK is going on.
>phones begin to ring. It's a typical dorm room delivery.
Sam Houston state is right down the road from us, and these kids get drunk all night and get hungry.
cont.
>>17059370
do!
>>17059398
>As our co-worker is taking the order, she can't understand the woman on the other side of the phone.
>these phones are fucky sometimes and you can't hear shit.
>manager takes phone, can't hear the lady, ask her if she can hear him.
>she says yes, or some grumbled yes as he recalls.
>Tells her to go online and order, it's easier and you can see exactly what you're ordering because our phones are messed up.
>doesnt have a phone or internet she says, students have access to computers in their dorms, so that's a fucking lie.
>Red flags pop up, I'm starting to hate my life.
>thinking this is the lady from earlier.
>we got the ladies phone number when she tried to order so I called, and they immediately picked up and started heavy breathing.
>"hi this is anon with jimmy johns, you dont have an online thing so i called you on my-
>"ARE YOU THE ONE WITH BLONDE HAIR AND WORKING THE DRIVE THRU"
>What the Fuck.jpg
>all of my what are beginning to happen.
>Shit is creepy as hell and I'm freaking the fuck out.
>Decide maybe she came through earlier.
>one sandwich order, says to bring change for a twenty, speaking like something was inside of her mouth.
>It's around 2:29-ish now.
>Shift ends at 3, so close to getting off and just passing out
>mind you I'm still high as hell when I take this order, and there's only two things in huntsville: the prison and the school.
>When i get to the location, which was about 2 miles away, its a payphone.
>a fucking payphone.
>literally shitting bricks, and I see "her" or "it" standing near a light about a half block away.
>Its just standing, staring, waiting.
>I get near the light and i turn on my brights so I can see everything.
>I remember it so vividly, about 5'6", long brown hair, big fucking glasses that covered up half of her face, a mink fur around her neck like a scarf, a white fur coat, and what looks like a snake-skin skirt.
>legs were hairy as if she just didn't care and wanted to go to a club. barefoot.
cont.
A friend of mine told me about a spooky occurrence that happened to her.
She used to stay out all night just fucking around with friends.
They're at a park when some guy shows up and starts talking to them. Guy starts climbing trees all fast and creepy like.
Her and her friends were also under the influence so they just laugh and the gtfo of there.
This is kinda lame but fuck it why not.
>be me
>around 5 or 6, don't remember
>go to stay at grandma's place for a while
>everything is going well so far
>grandma takes me out for a walk along with her friend and her granddaughter
>we get ice cream, walk around the park it's all swell
>grandma's friend needs to go to this store to pick up a painting from a friend
>the place looked like it was abandoned for years, basically it was one huge room and there was a big pile of junk with ripped photos and broken chairs
>there are still some paintings hung on walls
>grandma's friend's granddaughter asks if i want to walk around and look at the paintings
>fuck it why not
>some of them were pretty good
>go at the end of the room, and see this giant rip off of mona lisa hung there
>be the stupid kid i was i just kept staring at it
>i swear to god i saw it blink at me, but being the kid with a wild imagination (as i was told) i let it go after being spooked to death
>fast forward a few days
>go to grandma's friend's apartment
>she fucking got the mona lisa painting
>later that night have dream how she just keeps following me all the time, just watching me
>get so terrified demand to go home
>years pass, i forget about it
>go to art highschool
>they take us to an art gallery
>fucking mona lisa
So yeah, i fucking hate Mona Lisa.
>>17059415
Also it was winter, probably about 37 degrees F at the time. cold as SHIT for Texas.
>this thing starts walking at me.
>wobbling, I guess would describe it better.
>I'm parked a good 100 feet away from this thing.
>Its just wobbling, like it can't hold its support on the two legs.
>mouth isn't on her face right, it's drooping down, like it got hit in the face with a tire iron.
>Keeps wobbling, moving about 5 feet per second
>Fucky feeling in my stomach jolts up to 7.1 giggawatts and my fight or flight instincts start to kick in.
>what looks like slobber is just pouring out of this things jaw, it's getting closer.
>About 50 feet now, it's gaining speed.
>Sunglasses fall from it's face, its the same woman from earlier, one arm on her side is waving, but not like a normal person. like a clock ticking back and forth.
>no other arm in sight, still wobbling.
>Bolt the fuck out of there.
>Hear screeching behind me, maybe it was my tires.
>Call boss, tell him I quit, tell him some fucky shit happened and I'm freaking out, tell him I'll come by tomorrow and pay the store what I owe from deliveries.
>apply for college transfer next day to colorado state uni.
>immediately move to colorado with funds saved up, get a nice apartment.
>tell god parents what happened, they believe me sort-of.
>Never go out in the dark alone anymore.
>Hate payphones.
Fuck skin walkers man
>>17055849
I did the same thing once, kinda
>be kid at the docks, standing around waiting for stepfather to finish working on his boat
>looking out at the sea
>suddenly a misty cloud shaped like a human woman "walks" by right in front of me
>nothing out of the ordinary here
>like ten seconds later look to the left and think "wait what the fuck did I just see?"
>nothing there
>be 7ish
>wake up one night
>see black figure with top hat standing at the edge of my bed
>must be my mom
>go back to sleep
>>17059430
Sup fellow Te/x/an.
>>17059478
not anymore man. that shit made me leave i go to colorado state now.
I've got a few stories
>be child in bed
>suddenly hear whispering
>it gets louder
>can't understand what the voices are saying but there are so many I can't count them and all whispering at once
>for some reason not even scared, just annoyed and manage to fall asleep eventually
>only time in my life i have hallucinated (if that's what it was)
>be kid at graveyard in the evening
>taking pictures with phone because high on ghost films
>no results
>walk back through forest, feel strange feeling of being followed
>but remain calm and uncaring
>get home, check pictures again
>in one of them it looks like an old man in a suit is sitting up in a tree above the graves
>he's staring directly at the camera
>be me a few years ago
>live in apartment in neighbourhood where at least two people killed themselves by hanging shortly before
>have cat toy that is a long line hanged from the ceiling with a ball at the bottom
>sleep
>wake up
>line has spun around itself and tied itself in such ways that it now resembles a hanged human figure
>yawn and go back to sleep
>next morning after showering find lines in the moisture on the mirror like someone's been writing on it saying "trapped in this personal hell"
>assume it's a left-over of a previous occupant and wipe it away
Another night in that apartment I woke up with the feeling that a corpse was hanging from the ceiling with its legs bumping against me. That time I *was* spooked
>>17059471
Glad my mum wasn't the only one wearing them jolly top hats, sir.
>>17056778
>>17057219
>>17057280
Kill yourself.
>>17056833
Poor guy just wanted a friend and went nuts when your bitch mum prevented this.
>>17059430
All's well that ends well, I guess. Good story anon
>>17059430
damn son them kicks is fresh
>>17057385
what is greentext?
>>17057542
same feel, man. I spend all my young years playing vidya and now I'm with no friends or qt gf to bang ;(
>>17059350
Not the same guy, you lackwit
>>17057612
Anonette are you me?
I feel you the fucking same thing happened to me.
Cringe forever.
>>17058849
lose weight, fatty
>>17055786
>>17059462
>be five
>diagnosed with auto-immune disease
>go to a specialist for more information or whatever
>he tells me that he will have to check my penis, to make sure that it is growing properly
>'sometimes this disease makes your penis grow slower'
>mum is gullible as fuck and believes the guy
>remember what parents told me about never showing my penis to anybody ever for any reason
>say no
>'don't worry, if you're nervous, your mum can leave the room'
>he thinks that this makes it better
>i refuse and wind up screaming that i dont want this to happen
>after a while of this utter refusal we leave
>be adult man
>penis size is above average
>look it up
>disease i have has literally no correlation to penis size or growth whatsoever
i nearly done got molested too, apparently
my mum is very loving but apparently also very gullible
>>17059430
This is fucking scary, I had a similar experience here in Arkansas at a payphone, I was calling a friend to let him know that my phone had died and that I was on the way over to his place (it was past midnight, and we were getting some stuff ready for a camping trip we were going to take so I didnt want to show up unannounced).
After I finished the call, I turned to go get back to my car which was parked right on the curb by the payphone, and there was this woman standing by my car. She was a little tall, around 5'8 I guess, with thick, dark, slightly curly and wavey hair, and had a dark colored poncho on, a loose skirt with beads and tassels, sunglasses and a scarf tied up around her mouth and nose, only leaving a little bit of her face and skin visible.
I started walking towards her and asked her if she needed a ride, and how long she'd been waiting to use the phone, and I apologized to her for taking so long (it only took a few minutes, but I was trying to be nice). She said something really softly, and as I got closer to her I noticed that her skin was clammy and pallid, sort of disconcertingly pale for what I assumed to be a Hispanic woman because of the hair and dress.
I got about five feet away from her and I started to smell rotting flesh, similar to the smell of a stray dog that curls up and dies under your porch or house. At this point I was getting freaked out, and stopped getting closer, so I asked her again if she needed help or anything, and I was met with quiet speech that I couldn't understand. I asked again, and she started getting a little louder, at first it seemed to be broken Spanish, and she just kept on talking in this broken Spanish, not saying any real words, just sort of pronouncing common sounds, like someone pretending to speak the language. The entire time she's been speaking, she's been shaking, jittering around like she's cold,
Cont
cont?
>>17057029
Sounds like some Peruvian guys got you drunk man.
Was probably a p fun night.
>>17059573
It's a form of writing a story from a 1st person perspective. Unfortunately, I'm not a retard, so prefer to write normally, as opposed to..
>be me
>be a kid
>be so uneducated
>that I cannot form sentences
>longer than 5 words
>2spoopy4retards
>>17059597
But it was only 60 degrees out, and she had plenty of layers on.
Now I'm really starting to get worried about this situation, and I tell her that I really have to go, and that I don't think I can help her.
After saying this she stiffens up, and takes a clumsy step towards me, getting louder with her pseudo-Spanish gibberish. I step back and tell her I don't understand her.
She stops speaking for a moment, and then she lurches forward again,this time saying "Ayuadame, help me" slowly, but the voice is no longer feminine, it's purely fucking inhuman. It sounds like she's not just saying it once, but multiple times, echoing over itself. She begins repeating this, getting louder and louder, until she's just gurgling and shouting at me, "Ayuadame, help me".
At this point, I bolt. Fuck the car, I can come back for it later, and my friend lives only a few blocks away, I get there quick. When I take off, she starts lumbering after me, stumbling and tripping over herself, like she'd never tried to run before. The street is completely quiet now, except for the sounds of my shoes hitting pavement and the echoes of her screaming, which has now devolved into a snarling, heaving panting sound. I start making quick ground on her strained gait, and I hear something I hadn't noticed before. The sound of flesh hitting pavement. Not shoes, but skin and muscle and bone, thudding and slapping against pavement after me. I look back, and she's hunched over, chasing me, hands trailing over the sidewalk. Looking back forward, I run off into an alleyway and towards a bar I know is open, hoping to find some sort of safety from whatever it was following me.
As I make the final turn out of the alleyway and back onto the main street where the bar is, I look back and see it clawing toward me on all fours, silent except for the slapping of skin on the ground.
Once I made it in the doorway of the bar, which had a half dozen people in it at most, I went straight to a cont
>>17059632
Booth away from the door, and sat down, waving off the bartender, telling him I just needed a minute to think about what I wanted.
A couple of minutes later, I hear the door to the bar open, but not close. The few sitting at the bar turn and look at whatever is visible in the door, and the same smell from earlier permeates the air, rotting flesh. The bartender looked the doorway up and down and asked, "Do ya need any help?"
The bar got quiet, and then the mumbling came back, but this time a soft, slightly slurred "No", and the door closed, whatever having been in the doorway had gone back outside. I get a water and ask for a phone from the bartender, to call my friend to pick me up. When my friend had got there and we went to leave, I noticed a little drip of fresh blood on the floor where she must have been standing in the doorway, and a little more outside and dripping back, tracing the path I took. Needless to say, I made sure we got the fuck out of there, ASAP.
After my friend had brought me back home and I'd told him the story, we ended up not going camping that, being thoroughly spooked.
I feel blessed every day that whatever that was didn't catch me, and that I haven't seen or experienced anything like it again.
>>17059387
>>17059398
What up East TX bro
I ordered from your Jimmy Johns last time I was in Huntsville about a year ago.
>>17059645
Fake And Gay Stories for $200, Alex
>>17059672
It doesn't matter to me if you believe me, it happened. Just sharing experiences
>>17055631
>black figure in purple coat
It was just a pimp trying to steal your stuff.
>>17059430
>marry rich guy
>he buys you furs and shit
>have stroke
>can't talk right anymore, mouth droops, can't walk correctly, just kinda sway back and forth
>husband leaves because you're no longer attractive
>hide from everybody because people stare at the weird stroke lady
>become paranoid about people
>one night get hungry, want sandwiches
>maybe nobody will notice the stroke shit if it's dark
>drag self into car
>drive to jimmy john's
>kid working drive thru, oh shit it's a human being
>cantdeal.jpg
>try again to get sandwiches but can't talk right because stroke
>give them address of a pay phone near house because front steps are broken, don't want them to fall
>kid nopes out
>never get sandwich
>mfw
Bump. Nice thread.
>Work as a nurse in a long term care facility (old folks home)
>People die all the time, get used to it
>One of the residents had been declining for a while now
>She gets started on hospice gets all the DNR/DNI/DNH orders
>She has a private room way in the back of the unit
>Used to go in that room and sleep being I worked the night shifts and she liked me so she would never report me for doing it and she had this recliner her family brought from home that would lay flat that she never used in our facility
>Go in to sleep like I normally do, at this point the resident is non verbal and hasn't taken in any PO fluids for a few days
>Lay back and fall alseep
>Wake up to a voice talking to me
>Look over and the resident is sitting on the side of the bed as straight as an arrow
>Shes talking about good I was to her and how shes sorry I won't be able to sleep in her chair when she dies
>Spooked out for sure being this women hasn't talked in weeks
>Lay her back down and tell fluff her up with some bullshit about sleeping in her room for years to come
>Walk back to the nursing station to write some notes
>No more then 5 minutes later a CNA calls me back to check on the dying lady
>Not only is she dead but stone cold dead, room fucking temperature dead for at least 2 hours
More I think about it the more I freak out
>>17059702
/thread
>>17056778
>Cont?
You're a god damn faggot and I hope you die. Post your fucking story or don't. I bet you ask permission to save .jpg's don't you, Lorrie?
Last spook i share, maybe i'll remember more.
>be me a couple years ago, 20
>walking home from class, alone because i'm a sociopathic faggot
>no earbuds. paranoid about cars who might come out of nowhere and run over me if i don't hear them
>walking home from class, not very bright outside
>some man is behind me, been there for a while, i don't care
>come across a pit in the sidewalk at some point
>it's covered by a large metal sheet.
>walk across it, it makes a lot of noise, like it was about to rupture
>turn around to see if man makes it through
>he walks right on the center, like me, and it makes no noise and doesn't move
>ohshititisghost
>he's coming towards me looking at me in the eyes, expressionless
>i nope outta here, not running though because /x/ lurking taught me it's a bad thing to do
>he didn't follow me home
>come home, go to /x/, read about soul-feeding demons and how they don't make any noise when they walk
>leave light on all night
that was a good one though
>>17055806
wat
>>17059595
Funnily enough, something like that happened to me. I was Miami, had a really bad fever as a kid. The doctor I was taken to somehow got me to strip down to my underwear (my mom was there and allowed it; fuck knows why). He then had a tendency to touch my shoulders and eventually started rested his hand on my thigh while he was talking about drinking water and shit. It got to the point where me and my mom both glared at the guy because it was pretty damn obvious the guy wasn't comforting me. He was just overstepping boundaries.
Real fucking weirdos in the world, man.
>>17059493
Dude, little surprised you didn't get a priest or whatever to help the spirit out of there. Whoever it was that offed themselves clearly wasn't happy.
I worked with a psycho when I did homecare looking after a woman with a traumatic brain injury. I was sitting at the kitchen table feeding her, my back was to the kitchen, I started to feel a light tickly sensation on the right side of my neck. Then felt something pointy on my neck and I turned and looked and there was miss psycho dragging a pearing knife down my neck. I quickly got up and ran to the other side of the table. She giggled and said "it would be so easy". Then went back to washing dishes. I went home and reported her ass.
>be me age 11 or 12
>México city, late 90's
>student on a private school
>because of my grades I was exempted of several of my finals
>had a written permission to leave school early since I had nothing else to do
>leave early, but instead going home went to a nearby arcade. Arcade was located next to a big supermarket and you had to cross the store parking lot to get there
>While walking on the far side of the parking lot, only a few cars here and there a guy grabs my shoulder "hey kid why you're skipping school?. I'm a school inspector and you need to come with me"
>guy looked weird, with a tattered suit and he had a pedo mustache but he was scrawny and barely taller than me
>"you need to come with me I'm taking you back to your school" he pointed to a piece of shit car parked in front of the arcade
>I resisted and just said "NO" while looking for other people / someone. But fuck there was nobody nearby
>The guy tried to take me to his car but I managed to escape and ran inside the supermarket
>say nothing to the security guard on the store entrance (because I was stupid) and stood there for several minutes
>leave the store and went home since I didn't saw the guy again
>never told my parents because I was stupid and afraid they will never let me go alone to the fucking arcade
>>17059462
>>live in small city, everyone knew eachother, it's a commonly knownknown fact that the doctor was kind of a pedo
I can't help but find that fucking hilarious.
>Hey I'm new in town, that local doctor give me an off feel
>Oh well gosh, don't worry about it, that's just Doc Behr, he's kind of a pedo but he's all right. Makes a mean casserole during our town cook-out get-togethers.
>>17055404
>Be me, age 11ish, maybe older.
>Mum Drops me off at home after school but has to go run errands so gives me the keys to get inside,
>Brother is younger than me and didn't have primary school that day, stayed home alone playing Rachet and Clank 2.
> House is Tall, 4 floors but with only 2 rooms on each floor, Kitchen and a small shitter are on the bottom.
> 2 Doors inside one on bottom floor one on 1st floor, I come in through the first floor door as this is where I expect brother to be playing vidja.
>He isn't
>Call out "Hello?"
>Nothing.
>Start going downstairs to see if he's in the kitchen.
>Call out "Hello" again.
>Still nothing.
>Reach the landing and can now see into the kitchen,
>Call out "Hello" again.
>Brother comes into view holding a large kitchen knife.
>"Oh It's just you"
>Puts knife down.
Played it off but thinking back on it 3 things come to mind.
1. How scary was it for him to hear a "Hello" coming closer and closer to him
2.If I hadn't called out before reaching the Kitchen he could have stabbed me.
3.What the fuck was he expecting to come down the stairs apart from me/my mum?
This isn't the only type of shit my brother used to do. I've told the stories here b4, am also Isle of Wight Spoopy house/Fields/Hills Stories guy they all kinda interconnect but this isn't the right thread for that.
>>17060046
>that's just Doc Behr
Top kek
>>17057126
Sleep paralysis.
>>17055794
No you idiot, the kidnappers use them as slaves.
>>17055872
This shit happens at my place all the time, other people see it too but usually don't know the area so don't flip shit,
Is very un nerving when I visit my mother, I have to get used to it again.
>>17057612
I had something similar with the man who ran my Internet Cafe/Lan place apart from in reverse
I used to play Runescape there which he made an account for and just stalked me in game, he was fucking sitting a few meters away from me, he pretty much knew where I lived, My name, My family's names, my e-mail, he could have done anything to 10 year old me but no, he just stalked me on Runescape.
>>17059645
Where at in Arkansas?
>>17059035
Shit m8,
I'm up in Tottenham, someone got their head smashed in for selling "bad weed" to someone, this was 2 doors down,
I go to pick up my gf when she comes home now.
>>17057280
> be about seven
> Mom's boyfroend owns a ranch down in Chaparral NM
> We all decide to go on a tractor ride
> one of those small tractors
> on road outside ranch
> Mom's bf in seat, her behind him
> no room for anon
> " Hey anon, why don't you sit on the hood?"
> are you fucking for real?
> "s-sure".
> says he'll go slow
> speeds up like a motherfucker mid way through
> didn't even know tractors went that fast
> hits a pothole or a rock or some shit
> i fly like ten feet
> hear "OH, SHIT" from behind me
> land hard on my side
> roll over on my back
> dazed for a moment
> look up
> tractor is still speeding towards me
> he froze up
> roll out of the way just in time to avoid certain death
> tractor goes by
> they pull over
> walk away with a few scrapes and bruises
> get a transformer for my worries
Not spooky, but I was nearly crushed by a tractor. It never really occured to me how close I was to death until a few years ago.
>be me age 3 to 5
>two room appartement
>i slept alone
>my parents slept in another room
>(almost every night) i heard the sound of the front door opening
>...and someone running through my room
>one night i decided to turn and see what was making noise
>a black shadow ran through my room and into the balcony and was gone
>we lived on the 5th floor btw
>this happened almost every night
>after some time i've got used to it
>it stoped when i turned 6 and i moved away
>....because my father was a drunk so i've lived with my mom
>i'm 22 now
>i still have my father on facebook.
>...and the shadow still stays in my mind to this day...
>>17059430
Man here in Texas scary shit doesn 't happen often but when it does it's grade A. Wish there were more stories about the stiltewalkers but then again it's better this way.
>>17059430
O-oh god i'm so glad I moved from Huntsville, that shit sounds terrifying.
I remember sitting in the car when I was really young and mocked some guys near a truck. They motioned for me to come over there and I was like "why?" but all they did was ask me to come over. I was naive at the time so I almost did but decided not to.
I probably could've been kidnapped.
Oh and I had a vision of a gigantic king cobra outside my kitchen window when I was around the same age. It's head was the size of a small car. I could see it somehow smiling at me before vanishing.
>>17060399
dubs don't lie
how young were you when you saw the cobra?
>>17058906
It's a line from Star Wars. Obi-wan Kenobi says it.
>>17058911
>be me
>live in chile
>last saturday
>spend the night at a friends house in the country
>use the guest room that it is never used
>i always have trouble sleeping in strangers houses
>feel a slight tingle in my abdomen
>now immediately that it is one of those fuckin spiders
>start to tacticallly punch myself in the stomach like an autistic kid
>roll over on the ground and shit
>proceed to take off al my clothes and run to my friends room and tell her what happened
>>17055704
Dan?
>>17060003
pendejo
>>17055645
>pervert eyes
Kek
>>17055704
>>17055449
>>17055645
what is up with all the kidnap stories? where are you guys from? my cousin almost got kidnapped when she was younger not far from where I lived
>>17059741
top. fucking. kekelekek
>>17059595
damn, let's give it up for simple ass podunk hick moms *applause*
Whitney and Iliza. Horrific demonic creatures. At least I have a St. Benedict medal.
>>17056125
>Heard stories of the guy having spiders come out of his head.
In France, when somebody's crazy, we say "Il a une araignée au plafond.', that translates to : "He has a spider on the roof."
>>17057219
faggot, thats fucking twilight. dont continue you faggot
>>17057323
Uuh ok
>>17060470
Probably around 7 or so. Don't remember my exact age.
>>17057391
>>17057398
>mfw anon is kill
>10 years old, fishing alone in a lake by the woods and a subways station
>drugged out older girl appears in the distance and says hello
>i'm cutting my line with a fillet knife at the moment
>hear, "oh shit" and the big fat black guy hiding in the bushes next to her runs off
>she says "god damn it and walks back to the train station"
>>17055786
fucking saved
>>17055786
But who was bikini?!
>be me, seven or eight
>dad decides to build a deck
>has no friends
>wants to hire mexicans
>drives us to the home depot
>buys lumber, hardware, etc
>sends me outside to pick laborers from line
>start appraising the mexicans
>ask them if they want to build a deck
>they start asking me how long it would take, how many mexicans we need, etc, all sort of creepy questions
>dad comes out of store
>says his brother was in town and would help us build the deck
>takes me home
>mfw i was almost kidnapped by mexicans
>lost phone charger in my car somewhere, couldn't find it anywhere
>know I left it in the car
>search completely, it's just not there
>some days pass
>drive to do something, drive back home
>get out of the car
>the charger is sitting on the roof of my car
>it's not stuck at all, it's just sitting there
>literally no way it could have stayed there while driving
>literally no way I didn't notice it before that moment
Thoughts?
>>17055404
greetings fellow new mexico fag. keep it fiendish.
>>17055673
Can I gaaaaaaaargle your churro anon?
>>17055404
When i was about 4 or 5 I was "stalked" by a black figure constantly flitting around at the edge of my sight. At the time i honestly thought it was fucking batman, and was actually reassured by it's presence.
Now I'm 27 and still sleep with the lights on.
>>17056663
>be me, a toddler, riding a car at night with my parents
>suddenly laughs
>mom ask why
"There's Casper (the Friendly Ghost) running next to the car, mom! So funny!"
>Mom and dad just smiled and continues to drive as usual
I dont really remember the exact feeling, because it was my mom that told me this story ages later, but in general my memory about myself at a little child was very hazy.There's also another story about when I was waiting to pick over my mom at her workplace with Dad, and telling him there's some stingrays flying in the sky. I remember that I told him it looks just like in Sea World underwater tunnel or some shit. Mom's workplace was an old governmental building, so I guess its to be expected to be haunted.
>>17059741
Almost shit myself kekd so hard
Disclaimer that I am a /k/ and /o/ browser mostly, I am not a believer in the paranormal and pretty much come to this board for the spoopy and creepypasta
>8 or 9 year old me
>live in a 100+ year old bungalow in Florida
>wake up in the middle of the night
>house is pitch black
>dad was a computer programmer and would stay up til around 3 learning new languages so it has to be around 3-5 am
>bedroom looks out in to the hallway and can see the kitchen past the living room
>at the doorway to the kitchen I see a white-ish blue figure
>it just stands there, doesn't move or make a sound
>go back to sleep and forget about it over the years
>fast-forward to this year
>I'm now 24
>Me, my girl, and one of my friends rent the house I grew up in from my parents
>the same house I saw whatever it was all those years ago
>one friday night me and my girlfriend are getting ready to go out to the bar
>room mate is at work
>the room adjacent to my bedroom is what we call the den
>light is on in the den as we are getting ready in our room
>all of the sudden the audible click of the light switch comes from the den and the light goes out
>like I mentioned above I am a /k/ browser so this sets off all my alarms
>light switch is in off position now
>grab my handgun and clear house
>every damned nook and cranny
>door was locked
>no one in the house except me and girlfriend
>get the idea that my roommate got home early and is fucking with me
>"haha anon very fucking funny where the fuck are you"
>no response, check outside, his car is not there
>intense goosebumps
>a few months later my girlfriend wakes me up in the middle of the night freaking out saying that someone is standing at the foot of our bed
>instinctively come out of a dead sleep and grab my gun ready to fuck some shit up
>nothing there
>she swears to this day a human silhouette was standing by our bed
so yeah if I wasn't a skeptic id be pretty sure my house was haunted
>>17055638
Oh damn your story reminds me...
>mom used to be in the circus
>mom has friend in the circus that she visits from time to time
>she'd let my sister and I roam around the circus lot where the trailers and cages were while visiting
>caged tigers right in the open with nobody around
>we would go up to them and try to pet them
>one time a tiger takes a swipe at me and I nearly get caught by its claw
>only puts a hole in my shirt
>go back to mom's friends trailer
>mom asks why there's a hole in my shirt
>give her some bullshit excuse
Now that I think about it, the 90s and prior were fucking dangerous for kids. I've noticed they now put mesh wire on tiger cages. Back then, there wasn't the mesh wire, only steel bars, so it was pretty easy to get clawed by a tiger.
>>17060149
That was your real father trying to bond with you.
>>17055404
505fag here.
Happened back when I was in high school but a buddy came over and we got drank and played xbox. Walk my buddy out as he is about to leave to smoke a cig. Insanely drunk native dude walks up on us and just drunkenly talks with us and bums a cig from my friend. No bad vibes from the guy or anything he was just really drunk and annoying so my buddy leaves and I just go to bed.
Woke up later in the morning and my dad was asking if I was woken up earlier from someone ringing the door bell and trying to get in the house. I guess the injun was still drunk around 7/8am and came back to my apartment and thought it was his and was trying to open the door and get in so my dad called the cops on him. Like three months later I befriend the neighbors upstairs from my apartment and they ask if I was home when the cops came that night and they saw some native dude run past my apartment and drop a knife in the bushes right outside my apartment. I guess he never got caught and slept in his car until he woke up and thought my apartment was his. Not sure if me and my friend talked to him before or after he possibly murdered somebody.
>>17057304
That's pretty fucking terrifying. Is she a skinwalker?
>>17059597
>>17059632
>>17059645
Sounds more like you had a run in with a meth head than a skinwalker.
>>17058394
Looks like future Luke Wilson. Like in 15 years when Luke Wilson portrays Tim in the inevitable Home Improvement reboot happens.
>>17059462
> bends me over and looks at my ass for a solid minute
>yep it's chickenpox
mfw
>>17062686
I've lived in Missouri for 20 years.
Can confirm methheads are creepy as fuck.
>>17058865
Not kidnapped guy
But ayy another IB bro
>>17060172
South West little rock.
>>17062686
Definitely not a meth head. Meth heads dont run on all fours
>>17058712
Or he was just a serial killer.
>>17055449
....Joey? that you man. havent talked to you since middleschool, heard ya got into drugs from anthony. its Leo BTW
>around age 4-5
>finally have my own room
>active as hell imagination
>seriously give me a box and i have 6 months of fun to have
>spend all my time playing with imaginary friends
>play until i had to go to bed
>room has this walk in closet almost as big as the room itself
>every night another imaginary friend would pop out
>Jazz the monkey
>looks like one of those stereotypical sock doll monkeys
>everyone goes to bed and i'd stay up waiting
>after awhile my closet door opens and out pops jazz
>we'd dance and play for awhile
>i'd tell jazz secrets, talk, and do general buddy stuff
>eventually jazz would dare me to do something
>he'd lead me to the landing above the foyer and he'd say something like
"Bet you can't balance on the railing for 30 seconds!"
>i'd say no thats dangerous
"No its not! Watch!"
>jazz hops up on the railing and dances for a bit
>i'd still say no cause falling off would hurt
>jazz would get all sad and walk back to my room
>we'd play a bit more
>after awhile jazz would say he has to go
>every time before he'd go he would ask if i wanted to go back to the closet with him
>says its lonely in there or something along those lines
>says we could play all day and no one would find us
>everytime he did i had this nagging feeling i had to get back to bed or i'd be in serious trouble
"I can't. I'm supposed to sleep in my bed not the closet"
>or something similar
>antics he'd have me try would be stuff like him jumping out the window
>he'd phase through and say i could do it too if i tried
>he'd jump off the landing onto the foyer and dare me to do it as well
>every night he'd ask if i could go into the closet with him
Not actually sure when it stopped and in retrospect scares the absolute piss out of me. Mentioned it one time and my sisters (ones 8 and the others 10 years older than me) said they had the same deal but one was a stuffed bee who told her she could fly or a rhino that told her to wreck stuff.
>>17063637
Mentioned jazz one time and my parents clammed up and mumbled something about donating him.
>>17057612
>>At the bottom it just said; "Be more careful online. I found you but others may not be so easy on you next time."
Nice twist on an old urban legend, anonette.
http://www.snopes.com/horrors/parental/shannon.asp
On a semi-related note, look how much of our personal lives are on the internet now. Kids have their own facebook pages that list everything about themselves and their families nowadays.
>be 6
>have some kind of nightmare, involved me running from an invisible monster and nobody else knew it was real
>wake up crying, sleep in parents bed
>unable to get to sleep so stare at the blinds
they're pale yellow with red flowers, cherubs and stuff like that, lots of different things going on with lots of people
>stare at the blinds and it becomes animated
>wtf.gif
>cherub starts spinning, all characters that are depicted in motion start to move and the flowers/ floral accents that border the people etc start to 'breathe'
Seriously fucking weird, I remember looking all over the blinds to see if they stoppped moving or changed but they didnt, they stopped after a few minutes.
I would have woken my parents up to see if they could see it but my previous nightmare made me think they wouldnt believe me
>>17057280
This is why I don't trust tripfags
>>17057612
holy shit were you me?
I went too far though, actually got to know a guy for a long long time, added him on messenger then as it became popular used skype. I actually miss him, he knows so much about me and I knew everything about him. Such a retard, but it felt so good to be wanted and loved just because of who I was.
>>17058911
nigger how
>>17058911
>one leg per hand
>8 legs
your dad slapped you for being a mutant.
>>17063663
>can't tell the difference between a namefag and a tripfag
>>17063640
>>17063637
Shit dude, that's fucking spoopy
>>17057029
I've heard this happens a lot in Mexico.
That's a really common tactic for drugging people,
probably with Rohypnol.
Maybe you are lucky you don't remember.
>>17055404
I once wandered away and was gone for hours when I was about 3 years old. Cops were called, neighborhood searched, turns out they found me in some old guys house and the cops refuse to name who he is.
Decades later I randomly look up my house in one of those "look how many pedophiles live near you" sites and my neighborhood is full of them.
I'm actually at peace with having been molested, so not totally on topic.
>>17056556
>Cottonmouth
>Almost certainly would have killed me
only if you hadn't gotten medical attention within a day or so
>be 8 or 9
>live in an apartment building thats part of a complex, so there's like 6 buildings in a sort of square shape
>playing hide and seek outside with brother and neighbour friends
>hiding against a wall, around a corner so im out of sight
>suddenly window opens beside my legs
>doesn't have a screen
>some fat bald guy greets me
>asks if i would like to come inside and watch TV
>say no and find a new hiding place
I don't think i even told my friends about that dude, now that I think of it. I was probably more concerned about finding a new place to hide. Very creepy now.
This happened to me when I was about 6 - 7. I can remember it vividly but I never gave it importance.
I was having a dream about a friend of mine coming to my place to play, so I was on my balcony waiting for him to come. Finally his father's car showed up and one of the back doors opened, but my friwnd wasn't there, instead a totally creepy arm started to go outside the car, then a leg, another arm... And then I woke up.
I woke up in fear, alone in my room and I saw a shadow standing by mi window, I couldn't see what it was so I stared at it for some moments until I distinguished a torso, the head was looking to the floor. I called for my mom and the moment I talked the head raised and looked at me, I couldn't see any eyes it was just a dark shadow. I panicked and bolted out of my room, I couldn't sleep in my bed for almost a week.
All this years I just thought it was product of my imagination but I still remember it 20 years later.
>>17061572
I have shit like this happen to me all the time.
Usually its just small things that go missing
like a shirt or something.
The weird thing about this is the fact that I always keep things in certain areas so I know where they are when I need them
and there is no one around to steal them so how they go missing is beyond me.
Like the charger to my GBA SP, I would always keep it in this gold colored bag on my table that
is filled with Game Boy games.
Go to get charger from bag one day cause SP is about dead and I want to play
Final Fantasy Adventure, look into bag not there
empty it out still can't find it completely search room inspecting every nook and cranny.
Search turns up nothing continue looking each day cleaning my room for about a week, never showed back up and more stuff continues to go missing some times.
>>17057146
>kill yourself by cutting your own head off
i laughed out loud
>>17055808
No mames Pachuca. Yo también soy de Pachuca, llegué a creer que era la única persona aquí que entraba a /x/
>>17055678
Shit.
I honestly never thought much about this until I told a few friends at dinner about it and they were all really creeped out.
>childhood home
>down a long driveway, forest and pond behind the house
>parents let me play back there all day
>typical day I'd play in the trees behind my house, cross the stream behind my neighbors, pass the field behind his house, and climb up a steep hill behind a condo complex
>I loved going behind the condos because it overlooked the pond and was hidden by trees
>one day I cross the field and am about to go up the hill
>there's a person standing at the top, staring down at me
>they have a grey hoodie with the hood pulled up, can't see their face, can make out some black hair coming out
>get a strong feeling to just go home, as person just stands there watching me
>end up going home, last time I ever played back there alone
I never thought much of it, other than the sense of NO I got, it was probably just someone from the condos, but it creeps me out in retrospect.
>interning at a web company at the time
>sitting in my kitchen, see a bald guy with a scruffy beard
>screams to me "When you come out your shit is gone" and that he's in my area and he knows the first three numbers
>tell him to fuck off and head to the workplace
>a jackass coworker who sorta hates me says "anon, catch" and proceeds to throw a flash drive at me
>the flash drive lands square on my head
>"I'm gonna need you to crop those .jpegs, okay?"
>get to work
>eventually get back home
>all my shit is gone
>the bearded guy is on my lawn talking about how he's teaching bitches to swim
>>17064137
reminds me of when i lost my phone
>dad picks me up from class to take me home
>i was playing some game while we drove
>when we get home, put phone in pocket as we enter the house
>not even two minutes later, go to pull out phone
>its not there
>figure it fell out on the walkway to my house
>not there
>not in the car
>parents help me search outside, no sign of it
>called it, and it went straight to voicemail
i still haven't found it to this day. there's no way someone walked by within those 2 minutes and discovered it. im convinced one day i'll move by furniture and it will be lodged between the wall and cabinet or something
>be me in 2000s suburbs in missouri.
>i was about 7 or so and had a childhood friend named andrew
>he was always bigger and beefier than me, and he was ALWAYS an asshole
>a read "sid" from toy story type kid. his room was littered in broken toys and trash.
>he used to always play mortal combat on the super nintendo i beleive it was? or maybe ps1. and my parents never let me.
>he was a really sadistic kid. hurting his pets that kind of stuff.
>i dont really care im 7 years old and hes my friend from across the street.
cont
>>17064323
>we used to have these woods behind my house, it sprawled away from the subburbs and had a creek in it.
>there was another neighborhood maybe half a mile on the other side of the woods
>used to go back there and build forts with all the kids of the neighborhood and the neighborhood being us.
>one day i become better friends with some of the other neighborhood kids. and we start building a really cool fort. we even started a fire to cook shit on.
>andrew sees this and gets mad. hes jealous as him and i had our own fort.
>after awhile he takes a few kids from the neighborhood and starts a psuedo faction to combat ours.
>we fight with nerf guns and sticks and shit. rough housing.
>one day we delivered a crushing defeat to andrew, and he was visibly mad.
>(we took over turtle creek, which was a part of the creek where two hills met and was filled with a boggy type area. we always caught turtles there hence the name.)
>andrew storms home and i decide to go geode hunting with some of the other kids. breaking rocks open with hammers.
>the next day andrew shows up at my front door and asks if i want to play army with him.
>says he found a way to beat us! i say sure excited at the prospect of another fun day in the woods. except it was just him and i.
>i tell him im going to go get my camo net( just a net that was camo covered. idk. it was used for hunting, still have it.)
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>>17064337
>while im going to go get my net, hes waiting in my living room with a backpack.
>my parents being some sort of wizards decide to search the bag.
>a fucking LOADED 9mm handgun.
>3 kitchen knives.
>4 throwing stars
>and a small like pistol crossbow with ammo.
>i come out and andrew is steaming mad.
>hes looking at me with haltered as i fumble with the net in my hand.
>my parents take him over to his house to talk to his parents.
>his dad was a cop, and this was his service pistol.
>upon retreiving it his father exclaims to andrew, and ill never forget this quote.
>"ANDREW! I TOLD YOU NOT TO PLAY WITH GUNS OUTSIDE THE FUCKING HOUSE!"
>andrew was 7 years old and was going to murder me for having a cooler fort.
I have a few more stories about andrew that happened over the course of my childhood. we were always enemy's after that day, untill he moved away right before 6th grade.
>early childhood, first neighborhood I remember living in
>one person on the street was an elderly man who was rarely home
>playing with kids, notice one of his windows is open, kids dare me to go in and take something
>climb in the window, end up in dining room
now this didn't seem too bizarre to me as a child
>house is practically empty, I remember everything being completely covered in dust, no carpets, the one chair at the table is turned over
>wander around, pretty much nothing to take until I find a dresser with little dust-covered animal figurines on top
>take the cat figurine, as I'm leaving I notice there are bugs coming out of a hole in the floor
>show off cat to kids, hide it in nightstand in case my parents ask for it
>start getting nervous about my mom finding it, plan to sneak back in the house and put it back
>figurine is gone, didn't think much of it, but I realize I never saw the old man again
>>17055404
s>Be me
>20 years old
>Infantry in the army
>Out in the middle of buttfuck Afghanistan
>On firewatch at night, just watching the distance
>Patrol is supposed to be back by now, an EOD team accompanied by security are supposed to be clearing a sketchy road
>They come back, last guy walks through the gates
>Gates close
>Minutes go by, see a misty white figure in the distance
It's dark as shit outside of the base, practically pitch black
>Can see the white misty figure clearly
>Looks like one of us
>Looks like he's wearing his combat/patrol gear
>Nudge the guy who's on watch with me
>He sees it too
>Getting closer, appears to put his arm up
>White mist appears to be blown away by wind
>Later on the next day figure out that one of the guys in the EOD unit died while on patrol
>We like to tell ourselves it's him, and he spiritually made it back to base.
>>17055638
In 2000 or 2001, a Circus came to my city, and a lion ate one of the kids who was watching in the audience. Later, police learnt that the lion was starving for two weeks. It was so shocking.
>>17057622
Was the creep from colonia or some Shit?
>>17057711
Isn't that gig armed anyway?, former nard' guard here.
>>17058394
sometimes it´s just shit when you want to save somebody you like from obvious danger and they don´t get it... i hate stuff like this
>>17059387
>Get this weird feeling in my stomach, like something bad is gonig to happen tonight.
>My boss is a total fuckhead.
Man that's so weird, all my bosses were totally nice and every job ever in all time never had a shitty feeling before going to work.
>>17059415
>>17059430
Man I worked drive thru for like 5 years in HS. Saw some seriously weird shit like one time a strung out lookin dude went to the bathroom and after an hour or so of not seeing him come out we went to check on him, wasn't there but the bathroom was like totally covered in an inhuman amount of blood.
It balances nicely though with all the poontang that gets tossed your way, lol. Got flashed a lot too, mostly by ugly fat drunk chicks tho.
>>17060711
Plafond translates to ceiling not roof dude
This expression is never used anymore but it does exist.
Frenchfag here. Sorry if i sound like a pedantic bitch
>Be me
>10-12 years old max
>Greek Fag
>Be at the furthest place of north Greece
>Borders with Albania in front of me with a guard keeping us away.
>Guard says we should not go any further cause place full of old mine lands from the WWII .
>lolwhogivesafuck.png
>getsexcitedfornoreason.avi
>I jumped through the border and started running through the place while everyone was fucking screaming to me.
>Got back alive, but thinking of it today still makes me kek.
Another one, kind of similar.
>Be me ,10-12 again
>vacations with family
>Hotel in the mountains, 5 mins from the village.
>Find an almost petrified object at the mountain that it has the shape of a cylindar.
>Assume it is a cologne.
>Start to play with it, touch it, press it
>Friend comes,we start to trhow it to each other.
>just let it near the hotel and go to do something else finally.
>Mfw, next day some army guys came to pick this item super ultra carefully ,like step to step cause it was a Fucking GRENADE from Greek Civil war.
