This is set in Japan, on a cold winters night sometime in the 80's. The coldest night Tokyo had seen in years It was snowing outside and young mizuki was snuggled on her couch watching the Tv.
She has just got back home from work, and had been hearing stories about how a serial rapist was attacking young women in their homes then slashing their faces ear-to-ear, giving their faces a menacing smile. Mizuki never thought anything like this would ever happen to her, but how wrong was she?
It was 9:00 when the re-runs of Mizuki's show had finished and without leaving the warmth of the covers she looked outside her window to see the face of a dark ugly man staring back at, His eyes staring right at her, smiling with same grin he was known to leave on his victims.
She gave out a small shriek and dipped her head into the covers, she was too scared to move and pretended like she didn't see him. Maybe he would leave. She stayed in her covers still for 2 hours until she got out and called the police.
They looked all outside the house but couldn't find anything lastly they checked outside
the window, but the snow was untouched, how could he have been standing there without disturbing the snow?
The police man came in a took a seat next to Mizuki.
"Ma'am, your very lucky to believe alive" started the police man.
"you weren't looking at the rapist miss. you saw his reflection"
And with that he revealed a Large Butchers knife they found right next to Mizuki's sofa...He was in her house all along.
Sunday 16 August 2009
asian shig II
Back when Vietnam was raging, Mr. and Mrs. Horren had their only son, Jimmy, taken away from them. He was drafted by the US army, and was all too proud to serve the country. His father, however, had served in the Army during WWII, and knew that war could be hell.
Jimmy wrote his family once every two weeks for four months. Then, suddenly, the letters stopped coming. Two months went by, and not a single letter came. The Horrens were petrified, afraid something might have happened to their boy.
Just when they were about to give up hope, a letter came to them, sent from somewhere in North Vietnam. It read as follows:
Mom and Dad,
It's Jimmy. I've been taken prisoner and am being held in a POW camp in Vietnam. They are treating me very well here, so please don't worry. I love all of you. Please make sure little Billy gets the stamp for his collection. I'll write again as soon as I can.
Love, Jimmy
"Billy? Who's Billy?" Mrs. Horren wondered.
"It's a clue," said Mr. Horren. "He wants you to take off the stamp."
Mrs. Horren boiled a pot of water, and held the envelope over the steam. Slowly
Slowly, the stamp peeled off. Mrs. Horren looked at the underside, and screamed. Written there, scrawled in red in Jimmy's handwriting, was.....
They've cut off my legs
Jimmy wrote his family once every two weeks for four months. Then, suddenly, the letters stopped coming. Two months went by, and not a single letter came. The Horrens were petrified, afraid something might have happened to their boy.
Just when they were about to give up hope, a letter came to them, sent from somewhere in North Vietnam. It read as follows:
Mom and Dad,
It's Jimmy. I've been taken prisoner and am being held in a POW camp in Vietnam. They are treating me very well here, so please don't worry. I love all of you. Please make sure little Billy gets the stamp for his collection. I'll write again as soon as I can.
Love, Jimmy
"Billy? Who's Billy?" Mrs. Horren wondered.
"It's a clue," said Mr. Horren. "He wants you to take off the stamp."
Mrs. Horren boiled a pot of water, and held the envelope over the steam. Slowly
Slowly, the stamp peeled off. Mrs. Horren looked at the underside, and screamed. Written there, scrawled in red in Jimmy's handwriting, was.....
They've cut off my legs
asian shig I
Way back in the day, the walls in Japan were made of rice paper. They were translucent, and you could see the shadow of someone on the other side.
One day, a young buisness man was travelling through a town when night fell. He stopped at an old man's house and asked if he could stay. The old man replied "Of course. I don't get many visitors."
In his room, the traveller was awoken by a rythmic vibration. He looked at the wall and saw the shadow of a woman dancing. He wet his finger and poked a hole through the wall. Remember, the walls were made of rice paper. He saw a beautiful woman dancing. Her long black hair covered one eye. The traveler wondered why the old man didn't tell him about her. He took one last look through the hole. This time, all he saw was pure red, thats it. Perplexed, but tired, the traveler went back to sleep.
The next morning he asked the old man about the woman in the room. The old man replied "Woman? There's no woman here. Well, I did have a daughter, but we couldn't find her someone to marry, and she died."
"Why couldn't you find a suitable man?" the trav
the traveller asked.
"She was born with a disfigurment," the man said.
"What disfigurment?"
"She had one red eye."
One day, a young buisness man was travelling through a town when night fell. He stopped at an old man's house and asked if he could stay. The old man replied "Of course. I don't get many visitors."
In his room, the traveller was awoken by a rythmic vibration. He looked at the wall and saw the shadow of a woman dancing. He wet his finger and poked a hole through the wall. Remember, the walls were made of rice paper. He saw a beautiful woman dancing. Her long black hair covered one eye. The traveler wondered why the old man didn't tell him about her. He took one last look through the hole. This time, all he saw was pure red, thats it. Perplexed, but tired, the traveler went back to sleep.
The next morning he asked the old man about the woman in the room. The old man replied "Woman? There's no woman here. Well, I did have a daughter, but we couldn't find her someone to marry, and she died."
"Why couldn't you find a suitable man?" the trav
the traveller asked.
"She was born with a disfigurment," the man said.
"What disfigurment?"
"She had one red eye."
highway oasis
This one I heard/remember from an old job I had on a highway oasis. Apparently, a lady who worked for the cleaning staff on the oasis was cleaning the female restrooms during the graveyard shift, when an older woman walked in, and went into the last stall. The cleaning lady I guess didn't think anything of it until 15 minutes goes by, and she wants to get that last stall cleaned so she can get the fuck out of there. So she walks over to the last stall (keep in mind she never left the restroom), bends over to look under the stall to see what the hell the older woman is doing, doesn't see any legs, panics, runs over to the stall to find it empty. My manager and a few others who were working that night says they saw this cleaning lady, white as a ghost, run out of the restrooms screaming at the top of her lungs.
creepy lot
When I was 16 my friend and I were exploring a big abandoned parking complex. We used the outside staircase to get to the top floor (about6 or 7 stories) and saw that the doors to get inside from the top were unlocked. So, we went in, and started heading down. It was about 2 in the morning, and since no one had been in there doing maintenance in about 4 years, there were no lights. It was PITCH black. We made it down about 3 flights of stairs before we started wading through piles and piles of dead birds. Hundreds of dead birds. So like anyone would do, we turned around and got the fuck out. We were walking back down using the same outdoor staircase we used to get up, when we saw that it went down an extra flight to a basement area that had lights on. Since there were lights, we figured it wouldn't be all that bad, so we ventured forth! I went to pull open the door to the basement, got it open about 4 inches before we heard a chick screaming from what sounded like a really long ways away, and the door was yanked out of my hand and locked from the other side.
It was the best worst experience I've had.
It was the best worst experience I've had.
petrol station
My mates brothers friend was at the petrol station one night filling up her car and it was pissing it down with rain so she wanted to get it over and done with quick. When she came back from paying for the petrol she notcied that someone was sat in the backseat of her car. It was an old woman, she claimed that she had missed the last bus home and didnt want to walk back in the bad weather. Shes a bit creeped out by this so she asks the woman to get out while she puts some stuff in the back seat. While the old lady is still outside she gets back in and drives off as quick as possible. She drives straight to the police station to report that the old lady had got into her car without permission. When describing the women to the plice they start to express a huge interest in the case, they then ask if they can look in the back of the womans car. When they looked in the back they found rope,duct tape and a video camera. There had been reports earlier that day of a small man who was dressing up as a old women, and was using the disguse to kidnapp women.
bish
Once again, back at the same house.Mom's at work and my sister and I are sitting on the floor in front of the couch eating popcorn and watching TV.Lights are on in the living room, but nowhere else. On the right side of the living room is the opening to the hallway.
Sister is sitting on my left and everything is goin fine when my sister jerks her head toward the hallway.I think she's lookin at me at first so I turn left to look at her then look over at the hallway, I didn't see anything.She starts screaming and crying at the top of her lungs scooting away back on the floor and I follow her asking her what's wrong, she just keeps screaming and pointing at the hallway then latches onto me.She's clinged onto me hard enough to leave nail pinches in my arm.Then she stops crying and I asked her what the fuck was wrong and told her I didn't see anything at the hallway.
After I turn all the lights in the house on, and she calms down I ask her what she saw again.She tells me she heard someone say her name from the hallway like a whisper ,and a woman peeked out from the hallway entrance very slowly.She had white hair, red eyes, and like a black dress suit on.The woman started walking towards her with her hands out grinning.When the woman got in front of me my sister said she looked up at me, then her, then vanished.
We still talk about this story any time we have family gatherings, we kind of laugh about it now, but we had nightmares for a long time after that.We were so damn scared that we actually tried looking up information on the house ya know, to see if anybody had ever died there, or if anyone was buried near the ground but the house was built in 1988 and had only 1 other owner before our family.Not built on any burial plots or anything
Sister is sitting on my left and everything is goin fine when my sister jerks her head toward the hallway.I think she's lookin at me at first so I turn left to look at her then look over at the hallway, I didn't see anything.She starts screaming and crying at the top of her lungs scooting away back on the floor and I follow her asking her what's wrong, she just keeps screaming and pointing at the hallway then latches onto me.She's clinged onto me hard enough to leave nail pinches in my arm.Then she stops crying and I asked her what the fuck was wrong and told her I didn't see anything at the hallway.
After I turn all the lights in the house on, and she calms down I ask her what she saw again.She tells me she heard someone say her name from the hallway like a whisper ,and a woman peeked out from the hallway entrance very slowly.She had white hair, red eyes, and like a black dress suit on.The woman started walking towards her with her hands out grinning.When the woman got in front of me my sister said she looked up at me, then her, then vanished.
We still talk about this story any time we have family gatherings, we kind of laugh about it now, but we had nightmares for a long time after that.We were so damn scared that we actually tried looking up information on the house ya know, to see if anybody had ever died there, or if anyone was buried near the ground but the house was built in 1988 and had only 1 other owner before our family.Not built on any burial plots or anything
cheerleaders
Ok so this school was Regan before it was Edison. Anyways, I was there to see my cousin play in his orchestra band thing with my family. During an hour break (the 2nd band was getting rdy) we all went to the bathroom. Now I didn't attend this school so I didn't know but I went to use the water fountain and everone looked at me funny and it got quiet. I looked back and they said 'try the water'. So....water tasted gross like it the pipes were corroded or something (iron and stuff). The kids said it was bloodied water from one of the girls. I thought it was lame. I'm just one of those skeptics you know. Well, I asked them about the cheerleader and my cousin took us down these stairs to the right and we came to a door next to a bunch of unused chairs and desks. was all dirty and there was maintenance stuff everywhere. You could barely see in the door and they told me to take a peek. I looked inside and as expected nothing happend. Now, aside from the ghost stories, this place is creepy as is and not to mention that there was no one here because of the concert. My cousin grabbed me and I did get a fright from that. Then I took another look back and I just got the fucking chills, the worst fucking chills. They were talking behind me and heading up the steps but it seemed super quiet. I tried the door and it was locked but the window wasn't dusty or dirty or anything. I checked the two doors behind me and they were locked also but the windows and everything else was covered in dirt and grime. They said no one ever goes down there, just an unused junk pile. Weirded me out is all.
hearse
I'm coming home after work and the country roads are horrible, like I was driving 15 mph to make sure I didn't run off the road or anything, nobody else is out on the road or has been the past few hours because there are no other tire marks on the ground.
I'm keeping aware of my surroundings just to ensure no care slide stops into me off a side road or anything like that, then I look into my rearview mirror.I see headlights, they seemed to come out of nowhere and they were coming up fast, I'm talking at least 60 mph but are still a bit away from me.I just assume it's a snowplow that's making his way through so I throw my eyes back to the roads.As soon as I look back at the road the vehicle behind me is on my ass right now, and doesn't seem to be letting off.
I want to pull a dickhead move and hit the brakes to back em off but I don't want to cause a wreck so I just keep going.I put my turn signal on about a hundred feet away from my driveway to give a good enough notice for the car to hang back, but I see him put his turn signal on too.I pull in my driveway and up to the garage to see the car pull in behind me too.
Now I'm thinking it's someone I know or someone in trouble so I get out the car and try to see who it is.The car turns the headlights off and it's a fucking hearse.No one gets out and I can't make out anyone inside driving because they are at the end of the driveway and there are still mild flurries going on.I just stand there and wait for something to happen, but he just backs out of my driveway slowly onto the road and just drove off, it may have just been the snow but I never saw headlights or taillights come back on the hearse, eventually it disappeared.
I'm keeping aware of my surroundings just to ensure no care slide stops into me off a side road or anything like that, then I look into my rearview mirror.I see headlights, they seemed to come out of nowhere and they were coming up fast, I'm talking at least 60 mph but are still a bit away from me.I just assume it's a snowplow that's making his way through so I throw my eyes back to the roads.As soon as I look back at the road the vehicle behind me is on my ass right now, and doesn't seem to be letting off.
I want to pull a dickhead move and hit the brakes to back em off but I don't want to cause a wreck so I just keep going.I put my turn signal on about a hundred feet away from my driveway to give a good enough notice for the car to hang back, but I see him put his turn signal on too.I pull in my driveway and up to the garage to see the car pull in behind me too.
Now I'm thinking it's someone I know or someone in trouble so I get out the car and try to see who it is.The car turns the headlights off and it's a fucking hearse.No one gets out and I can't make out anyone inside driving because they are at the end of the driveway and there are still mild flurries going on.I just stand there and wait for something to happen, but he just backs out of my driveway slowly onto the road and just drove off, it may have just been the snow but I never saw headlights or taillights come back on the hearse, eventually it disappeared.
urban legend
new creepy thread going on. will snatch up the ones i like once i go through em
http://www.b9board.com/viewtopic.php?t=640376&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=creepy&start=0
I heard about a girl who went to my college, CU Denver, who went back to her dorm room late one night to get her books before heading to her boyfriend's room for the night. She went in but did not turn on the light, knowing that her roommate was sleeping. She stumbled around the room in the dark for several minutes, gathering books, clothes, toothbrush, etc. before finally leaving.
The next day, she came back to her room to find it surrounded by police. They asked if she lived there and she said yes. They took her into her room, and there, written in blood on the wall, were the words, "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?" Her roommate was being murdered while she was getting her things.
http://www.b9board.com/viewtopic.php?t=640376&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=creepy&start=0
I heard about a girl who went to my college, CU Denver, who went back to her dorm room late one night to get her books before heading to her boyfriend's room for the night. She went in but did not turn on the light, knowing that her roommate was sleeping. She stumbled around the room in the dark for several minutes, gathering books, clothes, toothbrush, etc. before finally leaving.
The next day, she came back to her room to find it surrounded by police. They asked if she lived there and she said yes. They took her into her room, and there, written in blood on the wall, were the words, "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?" Her roommate was being murdered while she was getting her things.
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