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Post by Demon on May 26, 2008 22:29:58 GMT -5
The Clown and the Babysitter. For exact story...Check www.snopes.comOkay, so a young girl is babysitting 2 children one night, while the parents go to dinner and a movie. The parents forgot to give the girl the cell number, so they call her. While on the phone the girl asks if she can watch TV in their room, the parents say yes. So the girl asks if she can put a sheet overtop of the clown statue. The parents tell her to take the children and run. They found the clown trying to break into a house on the next street.
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Post by ascoldasice on May 27, 2008 23:27:30 GMT -5
Haha, that's ones freaking.
I guess for me, it's all the backmasking aka songs played backwords to reveal messages. They just freak me out for some reason, as does Paul Is Dead.
But the one about people going down waterslides and sticking knives of the sides of the slides with gum is freaky, because it could happen.
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Post by eswtg on Jun 11, 2008 8:56:26 GMT -5
".... it could happen?" Stick knives with gum?? in water? I think thats a bit far fetched. the water would wash it away or certainly not grip it tightly enough to actually slice skin. Plus who climbs to the stop of the slide in the swimming stuff clutching a bag of knives and bubble gum? or has chance on the way down to attach it? Its a good myth though and definately made it around all my local swimming baths.
I enjoy the short shock horror tales.. I'd like to hear more from people...
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Post by Matttttttttttt on Jun 24, 2008 13:48:27 GMT -5
If you guys are into urban legends, I suggest checking out any book by Jan Harold Brunvand. He's the go-to guy on the subject. As for my favorite, I can't really pick one. I love the "killer in the backseat" and any others that are horror-related. There's one about a kid who was taking a test and was fucking up really badly. His entire future was riding on this test (SAT, LSAT, etc.), so he figured he was screwed. He stuck two sharpened pencils up his nose and jammed his head down on the desk.
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Post by Coffin Jim on Jun 24, 2008 14:01:20 GMT -5
There's one about a kid who was taking a test and was fucking up really badly. His entire future was riding on this test (SAT, LSAT, etc.), so he figured he was screwed. He stuck two sharpened pencils up his nose and jammed his head down on the desk. I've always loved that one. You just can't help getting a headache when you read it.
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Post by Matttttttttttt on Jun 24, 2008 14:04:36 GMT -5
Seriously...I get so sick every time I think of that one. Just the thought of the grinding sound as the pencil goes up makes me want to vomit.
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Post by Coffin Jim on Jun 24, 2008 14:07:11 GMT -5
I enjoy all the horror-related legends, too. Killer in the backseat, the clown statue, "Humans can lick, too," et c. The one that's truly scared me the most, though, is the one about HIV-infected needles in theater seats and stuck to gas nozzles. It scares me the most because, even though it hasn't happened yet, it very easily could and probably will happen sometime in the future. There are a lot of sick people out there.
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Post by Jerry Ex on Jun 24, 2008 15:05:29 GMT -5
Those are all pretty cool. Here's a chilling one:
Two small-town rival high school football teams gear up for the big end-of-season showdown. The residents of both towns fill the place to capacity. It's a big out-of-town game which has to be held in a bigger stadium to accomadate the crowd.
One team is running late and the crowd starts to get restless. Then, out of nowhere, the bus shows up and the team gets out in full uniform and looking extra extra fierce!
The opposing team doesn't stand a chance against the ferocity of the late arrivals who manage to pummel and maim their rival without mercy. Half the team ends up in the emergency room! Needless to say, the game is won by the fierce team of berzerk players by a very wide margin.
However, later that night as the town awaits its victorious team for a post-game celebration on mainstreet, they receive terrifying news. The team's bus crashed on the interstate and rolled over into a deep culvert. No one survived the crash. And the real terror came when they learned that the crash occured BEFORE THE TEAM REACHED THE GAME!
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Post by infromthemist on Jul 9, 2008 21:55:02 GMT -5
I have always liked the ones about Pop Rocks candy and Pepsi and the ghostly hitchhiker....but my all-time favorite, creepy-ass urban legend would be the one from the town I grew up in:
Our middle school was built (supposedly) over the remains of an old cemetery. Our playground was built over the largest portion of the cemetery. According to town records, the cemetery was one that the State used for people that could not afford their own funerals, were unidentified, unclaimed at death, or who had no known surviving relatives. I think they called it a "pauper's funeral." Around the 1960's, the cemetery was moved to another location. Problem was, they didn't retrieve all the graves. One of said graves belonged to "The Gray Lady."
According to the legend, "The Gray Lady" was angry because her grave had been disturbed but not moved and relocated to holy ground. She could be summoned by looking into a "looking glass" and saying,
Gray Lady, Gray Lady, Show me your face.... Take me, I ask, To another place.
If a summoner looked directly into her eyes when she appeared, he or she would drop dead by the end of the day. Well....a group of girls who attended my school at the same time I did, decided to try it. They laughed and laughed about it....until one of their party dropped dead of heart failure during fifth period.
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Post by Coffin Jim on Jul 9, 2008 22:16:25 GMT -5
Our middle school was built (supposedly) over the remains of an old cemetery. Our playground was built over the largest portion of the cemetery. According to town records, the cemetery was one that the State used for people that could not afford their own funerals, were unidentified, unclaimed at death, or who had no known surviving relatives. I think they called it a "pauper's funeral." Around the 1960's, the cemetery was moved to another location. Problem was, they didn't retrieve all the graves. One of said graves belonged to "The Gray Lady." According to the legend, "The Gray Lady" was angry because her grave had been disturbed but not moved and relocated to holy ground. She could be summoned by looking into a "looking glass" and saying, Gray Lady, Gray Lady, Show me your face.... Take me, I ask, To another place.If a summoner looked directly into her eyes when she appeared, he or she would drop dead by the end of the day. Well....a group of girls who attended my school at the same time I did, decided to try it. They laughed and laughed about it....until one of their party dropped dead of heart failure during fifth period. Holy hell! Is that a true story? Or is it... an urban legend? Since we're on "close to home" legends, I should mention that I live a stone's throw away from Resurrection Cemetery, the home of "Resurrection Mary." Possibly the most famous of the vanishing hitchhiker legends, Mary is said to have been a young girl who was stood up at the Willowbrook Ballroom, just down Archer Ave. While trying to walk home down the dark, busy road, she was struck by a vehicle. She was buried in Resurrection Cemetery, but she hardly rested in peace. There are many accounts of men driving alone down Archer late at night. Upon seeing a girl at the side of the road, they offer her a ride. She's typically silent, until the car reaches the gates of the cemetery. Then she vanishes. ...Perhaps the strangest account of Mary was the one that occurred on the night of August 10, 1976. This event has remained so bizarre after all this time because on this occasion, Mary did not just appear as a passing spirit. It was on this night that she left evidence behind!
A driver was passing by the cemetery around 10:30 that night when he happened to see a girl standing on the other side of the gates. He said that when he saw her, she was wearing a white dress and grasping the iron bars of the gate. The driver was considerate enough to stop down the street at the Justice police station and alert them to the fact that someone had been accidentally locked in the cemetery at closing time. An officer responded to the call but when he arrived there was no one there. The graveyard was dark and deserted and there was no sign of any girl.
But his inspection of the gates, where the girl had been seen standing, did reveal something. The revelation chilled him to the bone! He found that two of the bars in the gate had been pulled apart and bent at sharp angles. To make things worse, at the points on the green-colored bronze where they had been pried apart were blackened scorch marks. Within these marks was what looked to be skin texture and handprints that had been seared into the metal with incredible heat. www.prairieghosts.com/resurcem.html
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Post by infromthemist on Jul 9, 2008 22:37:07 GMT -5
Good god, Coffin....are ya trying to freeze my blood?! Here's a case of where the natural and supernatural collide (again, from my hometown): On October 1, 1983 four teenagers were killed while crossing over a local highway. Their car was struck by an oncoming vehicle that had been traveling at an estimated 80+ miles per hour. This was before wearing seatbelts had become mandatory so you can imagine the macabre scene that police and investigators came upon that night. The daughter of the town sheriff had just returned from her date. As she passed her father who was sitting in the living room waiting up for her, she turned to him and said, "I love you, daddy. 'Night, night" before continuing on to her room. Her father called out "Night, baby girl," just before the doorbell rang..... It was the town coroner, who had been friends with the sheriff for years. He was coming to inform the sheriff that his beloved daughter was one of the four teenagers killed in that accident.
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