So, my friend lives out in a small house out in Hollywood, 2 bedrooms a decent living room bath and kitchen. Theres 4 of these houses connected on the same property and he’s out more towards the back. Despite the awesome location and price for rent, the middle house has been abandoned since the 1980’s.
No one really knows the full story but supposedly a girl and her alcoholic and abusive father lived there.
We went in there one night to explore and I instantly felt that uncomfortable gut feeling when we walked in. We stayed in the living room and to kinda ease the tension my friend Manny who was holding a beer said take a picture with me and my friend and put his arm out as if there was some one there. We laughed and continued to walk around crack jokes take pictures and check out all the old 1980’s stuff that was left behind.
I walked into the bathroom alone and I got lightheaded and that uneasy feeling in my stomach got worse and I felt like i was somewhere where I wasn’t wanted. Thats when I called it quits and waited outside. Back next door at my friends place we were looking back at the pictures we had taken, when we noticed the picture of Manny holding up his arm had a huge cloud of smoke right where he had his arm extended as if he was holding on to it. The creepy part was no one was smoking inside.
On a separate night we had an after party there, and it was safe to say that by that time (anywhere from 3:30 am- 4 am) we were all drunk. My friend told the story of the smokey picture and some of the boys decided to be brave ghost hunters and go inside. A few minutes later our friend Brian walks back into the house bleeding from the side of his head spooked out of his mind and saying over and over again ” don’t go in there. seriously, don’t go in there”
Apparently he had been in there provoking the ghost of the girl asking her to come drink with us next door and acting like a drunk idiot. And as he was on his way out of the kitchen he said something pushed him and he hit his head. He looked back thinking it was one of his friends and he was about to give them hell when he realized that everyone was already outside waiting on him and he was in the house alone.
I wish I had the photo to submit along with this but that camera was stolen from my friend weeks after it was taken. and she wasn’t able to upload it.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Freaky shit. 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
This is a pretty weird story and I wonder if anyone would be able to help me? My friend who I'll call Z used to live in a house that people claimed to be haunted, it was known around the area as "the Spooky House". She recently moved out of that house, but she said that she's been losing a lot of things - which is unusual because Z is a very organised girl. Apparently she also claims to have been feeling strange shivers down her spine when it's not that cold. She thinks she might be haunted?
Who knows, but unless she sees any real proof or hear anything then I guess so. People often feel weird moving out of a house and into a new one.
My house was previously haunted (we had church members pray over it) but before that happened I met what was in my house twice. The second and worst time was when it pinned me to my bed and began speaking into my ear. I was paralyzed completely and summoned up my strength to pray. That seemed to do the trick as it left but afterwards my ear and part of my face near it was numb for a while.
I had a similar experience as a kid as the anon with the shadow figures. This only happened on one night and I haven’t been able to look at the foot or sides of a bed since.I must’ve been around 7 or 8 and still slept with a nightlight—something I nearly refused to do after this. I’ve always had frequent nightmares but for some reason, that night, I didn’t. I did not dream at all, if I remember correctly, but still woke up around 3 in the morning. I felt like someone was watching me but there was nothing and no one around. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow flash by my nightlight near the foot of my bed. I turned to see what it could’ve been and a hand slowly creeped up, palm facing me, and began to count down from 5. I had no idea what it meant but just stared in horror and confusion. As it reached one, I shut my eyes and waited for something to happen. When I opened them again a few seconds after, there was no hand and my room was unchanged.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Creepy. 7/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
When I was very young (about 4-6) I used to sleep in a spare bedroom at my grandmothers house (her house is really old). I was a very scared child half of the time, so I slept with the lamp on, that was right next to the bed. The room was always bright. Most of the time I slept with my face, towards the door entrance. The hallway was always dark. I kid you not, everyonce in while I would see this “stick”-like figures walking in the hallway. They weren’t even skeletons, that’s what screws with my head to this day, I can only explain them as stick figures, human size, some had clothes. But I repeat they did NOT look like skeletons. It normally would happen so fast that I didn’t have time to scream because at that point they’d disappear. But I was normally WIDE awake when I saw them, and my bedroom light was always on. I often told my Grandmother about what I was seeing but she always told me it was my imagination.Eventually I got so scared, I stopped sleeping in the spare room and slept in her room. As I got older I never slept in that room either, I normally slept downstairs in the living room.
Afew years later I was about 8. I was afraid to go to sleep after watching a scary movie, I was telling my mom about how scared I was, and some how we got onto the topic of ghosts. And then she said “When I was little, I used to see these white stick people in the hallway.” My heart almost stopped. I never told her those things, and I knew she wasn’t trying to creep me out. I asked her how old she was where she saw them. She said “I was a little younger than you I think, I only saw them in my old bedroom at Grandmas.”
Her old bedroom was the spare bedroom I was sleeping in years later. So she saw them too.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: that is very strange. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
I was wondering if you had anything on your blog about having more than one shadow. I recall seeing it once, a while back. Why do I bring this up? I was standing in my poorly-lit garage yesterday when I look down and see that I had not one, but three shadows. And one of them was a freaky looking yellow. So do you have anything on that?
Well I have something to do with Shadow People but I don’t think it is the same thing, not sure really.
Maybe a trick in the lighting?
Guys if you think you know what it is then reply to this ask. (-:
Over the past summer I had some friends stay over and we opted to sleep outside due to my room being small and the living room is usually occupied by my siblings. The first time we slept outside it was myself, a female friend, and a male friend. We had a fire going and nothing weird happened. The next time was about a week later with myself, the same female friend, and another female friend. This time no fire. And this time we couldn’t help but notice a very strange white orb moving along the path by the woods near my house. The orb then moved across the field directly behind my house and it freaked us out because of how close it got. It just disappeared which freaked us out since we couldn’t find it but eventually we calmed down and slept.
That also happened to be the last time any friends stayed over outside with me.
About a month ago I decided to sleep outside and had a fire going since it was starting to get cold at night. No sign of the ghost light as we had decided to name it.
Then, just a few days ago, I decided to go for a walk at night. I headed across the field to the park on the other side. I was a little nervous because I heard that a crazy kid had recently been released from jail and was back in town. He wasn’t what I had to worry about. On my way back from the park the ghost light was back. Moving down the path near the woods like last time. Being alone I quickly put my head down and just hurried back to my house. Since then I haven’t been outside during the dark because of the rain. But I’m tempted to wait around for the ghost light one the weather clears up again.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Thats really interesting. 6/10 or scares and thanks for sharing.
I’ve never really had much creepy stuff in my life, but i can pretty much guarantee my friends house is haunted.
Before she lived there, 2 people died in a fire in their downstairs rooms. Sometimes when we spend the night, and theres a lot of people, we go to the downstairs rooms because theres a king spare bed down there. On nights when we stay up late, and everyone falls asleep, I always get woken up by a buzz, and look around. Theres a tall, skinny man, slowly walking across the room to the garage door, and they always stop at this one spot and squat down, then continues, and disappears into the door, ceasing the buzzing.
I used to think it was just my imagination after watching hours of scary movies, but one night i brought it up and two other people had seen him multiple times too.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Thats really strange. 7/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
I’m the middle child in my family, with an older sister and younger sister. A few years ago, my mom asked my older sister or I to babysit my little sister so she can go out that night. I had plans so I couldn’t. My older sister couldn’t either because she actually was asked to babysit another family’s kid. So to help my mom out, my sister’s girlfriend volunteered to watch her.
That night, my sister’s girlfriend took care of my little sister and decided to give her a bath in my bathroom. She realized after my little sister was in bath that the shampoo was in my mom’s bathroom so she told me sister she’ll be right back and went to get it.
When she came back, she noticed my bathroom door was almost closed and she swore she left it wide open. She brushed it off and gave my sister the bath. When she was drying her off, my sister asked her if she saw the boy. Of course, my sister’s girlfriend was like “Wtf, what boy?” My little sister responded “The boy, Cory. He came in here.”
So my sister’s girlfriend flipped out and took my sister downstairs to sit on the couch with all the lights on and to watch TV. She called my older sister and explained what happened and begged her to come home as soon as she can. My older sister just got off the babysitting job and rushed home. She took a kitchen knife and checked every single room in the house but couldn’t find anyone.
My older sister and I ask my little sister if she remembers this experience but she doesn’t remember it at all.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Oh freaky. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
I was writing a memoir for school, and it was really late, probably like 1 or 2 am. I was the only one awake. Then my phone started to ring. The caller was restricted. My friend always calls me from a restricted number, so I figured it was him and answered. Here is how this conversation went:
No response, but I could hear someone breathing.
Me: I can hear you breathing.
Caller: Why would you do that?
Then it hung up. The voice sounded really eerie, but familiar so I figured it was someone I knew just messing around, so I went back to doing my paper. When I looked at the screen the last thing I had typed was: “Why would you do that?” I freaked out and searched my whole house, thinking someone was reading over my shoulder or something. My sister was asleep on the couch downstairs, and my parents were both fast asleep in their room. However, I figured it was just late and my mind was playing tricks on me, so I went to bed.
I woke up the next morning thinking I dreamt it all. But when I checked my phone log, it showed that I DID receive a class from a restricted number and that I answered.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Oh woah lol. 10/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
Two people must be sitting across from each other over a paper scrawled with the hiragana alphabet grasp a pen between them, chanting the name softly. “Kokkuri-san, Kokkuri-san, tell me, when is the date of my death?”
The question hangs in the air as the pen should slowly begin to move, spelling the answer out on the sheet of paper.
Kokkuri-san, Japan’s answer to the Ouija board, has graced schoolrooms across the country for years with answers from the beyond.
In this game, the hiragana alphabet is drawn on a piece of paper, and two people hold a pen, ballpoint touching the paper, in the center.
Closing their eyes, they ask “Kokkuri-san” a question, and the spirit is supposed to move the pen in an answer.
Also, in line with its Ouija board counterpart, the game has been subject fodder for horror movies such as the aforementioned “Shinsei no Toilet no Hanako-san,” and one called simply “Kokkuri-san.”
Also it has been a rumour that a school girl in japan went missing after playing this game with her friends, three summers ago.
This story was passed down from my Grandma to my father who told it to me. I asked her about the story once at a family gathering, the night she crossed paths with the Devil. It was in a town that no longer exists called Smeltertown. It used to be on the El Paso, Texas and Juarez, Mexico border, it was very small and the smelting industry was the town’s lifeline.
My Grandma, her friend, and their two dates were going to a party in Smeltertown against their parent’s admonishments that the Devil was out that night. This was during the 1940’s, and coming from a very catholic Mexican family, the warning was serious and made in total belief. I don’t know how the community came to know of “The Devil” in Smeltertown, but from what I understand there were numerous strange incidents and disappearances reported so it came to be that Smeltertown was to be avoided, especially during the night.
They were on their way to the party and approaching a small graveyard (I know, I know) to the left of the road. They saw a man walk out from the cemetery gates and begin to walk in their direction. They uneasily joked that the man was really The Devil but stopped laughing as they noticed he was walking very fast and straight at them. When they were yards apart he slowed down as they slowed down, they tried to walk past him to the right just as he made a move to the right, then they tried to move to the left just as he moved to the left (The same kind of thing everyone has done when almost bumping into a stranger).
He smirked, gave a short chuckle, and walked around them. She said that he was dressed all in black and that his shoes made a clomping sound-like hooves. They went to the party and relaxed, remarking about the strange incident. When they were returning to their homes they followed the same route past the small graveyard, this time keeping an eye out for the man. As they were walking past the cemetery they suddenly heard loud steps approaching from behind them, the same clomping tread, but when they turned around there was nobody there.
They turned back to face their path and found themselves facing a very large pig. She said there was something terrible about the animal, the way that it stared at them and was stone still. They took a step to the right and the pig aggressively moved to the right to block their path, they tried for the left and the same thing. The pig refused to let them pass. They all began to feel very afraid, it was very late at night, dark, and the only thing left to do was to run. My Grandmother said she started to pray and the moment she did the pig stepped aside, snorting and heaving, and let them pass. She swears that it happened and that she believed she had met the Devil.”
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Creepy stuff. 8/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.
Something really weird happened to me when I was a little kid and it happened to my sister too.
I know this isn’t something ghostly or anything, but nonetheless, I put it in that field.
I don’t know how to go about it. At some point in the late nineties, my sister was talking to people on AOL and having herself a good time. then a random IM popped up and started asking for me. I was over at my friends, so my sister said i wasn’t there. They told her to go get me. that was like ten minutes before she called me at chico’s.
I remember hearing how scared she was over the phone. that she wanted me there because somebody was doing something to the lights or something. so i go over and my sister is having a panic attack in front of the computer. When i looked at the monitor, the screen was warping from blackscreen back to windows 95 and back. My sister did not have her hand on either the keyboard or the mouse. Then the Text pad was opened up and whoever it was started saying how they were glad I answered her call. They told us they knew exactly what room of the house we were in, they told us where we lived, what city, what state. no biggie, most friends know that.
It’ was what happened next that freaked me and my sister out. The screen went black, like in the matrix, and then text started appearing. they began telling us the clothes we were wearing at that moment. They began telling us the hospitals In New York where we were born. They listed out a shit ton of personal information. We kept asking what they want, but they would always say something like “You already know.” and then the CD-ROM drive started to go in and out. like they were showing us what they can do. My sister started to go apeshit at that so i ripped the cord from the outlet and turned the computer off. The lights flickered on and off for a couple of seconds and everything was quiet except for my sister.
When we turned the computer back on, there were two messages left for us. I can’t remember verbatim what the first one was, but that second one rang clear.
first one was something akin to “BEHAVE FOR WE SEE YOU ALWAYS.”
the second one “WE’LL ALWAYS BE WATCHING YOU.”
to this day, i can’t explain any of it. The only thing i can think of that would even provoke something like that was my obsession with all things paranormal back then. At a certain point, i researched a shit ton on area 51 and i remember somehow stumbling into a databank of missing persons. I only clicked one of the files there and the computer began to flicker. being in sixth grade, i naturally freaked and turned off the computer. so…yeah, i dunno. I just felt like posting this, because of how fucked up it was. ah well.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Oh my god, what the hell. Freaky, damn lol. Maybe they where an experience hacker or something but okay, that was insane. 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing anon.
Here's something about Ouija Boards I know. My Mother has always told me not to mess with them because when she was in high school a few guys from the football team messed with a real Ouija Board. They said they had spoken with a demon or something and it had scared them. Nights later they got in a freak car crash and died in odd ways. One being a piece of glass went through his heart. I am scared to ever use a Ouija Board after hearing about that.
This is a story told to me by a friend. I had just come back from my summer holiday in London, where I had bought a book about mysterious places in Britain, and because of it we were talking about unexplained phenomena.
She told me that five or six years ago, a group of friends that she’s vaguely acquainted with was hanging around at a park late in the evening. They were messing around with a digital camera, as those were still pretty new around that time, and decided to make some pictures. The small lake (we don’t do big lakes here in The Netherlands) in the park looked very beautiful, so they took a lot of pictures of it.
Afterwards they went to one of the friends’ house to look at the pictures. It was then that they saw something strange in one of the pictures they took of the lake. It seemed like there was this body of a woman, floating just underneath the surface of the water. They immediately went back to the park to check what they had seen, but the lake was empty, no body or anything.
But that’s not the end of it. The group e-mailed the photo, along with the story, to their friends, who in turn forwarded it to even more people. All this means that a lot of people had the picture saved on their computer - not just in their inboxes but in their ‘downloads’ folder as well.
Forward a few months (my friend didn’t know exactly how much later this was), the friend whose computer the pictures were stored on thought about the story and started looking for the picture of the woman. But, and this is the really weird part, they couldn’t find it, as if the picture had vanished from their computer. And none of the people who had the picture saved on their computers could find it either.
Sadly, my friend couldn’t remember exactly who were involved in this, and the one person she thought was hadn’t heard of this story before, so I couldn’t do any more research. But I think the fact that the picture has vanished from EVERYONE’s computers is still pretty freaky. Big governmental conspiracy? Or something a bit more supernatural…?
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Oh, that was really weird! Quite the strange story indeed. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!
When i was 12, my year level in primary school had a sleepover in the library. After supper, a few of the girls thought it would be a good idea to do bloody mary. Straight after they did, a black line stained across the side of the mirror and all the lights died. The stain never went away and the lights never worked again, no matter how often the school changed them. There was no windows in there so it was always so dark. Everytime you went in there, you’d always hear footsteps and see black shapes in the mirror. Nothing huge happened, but it was still so creepy.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Creepy. 8/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
Look up a user named "MrModnation" on YouTube, he has a couple of very... odd videos. He has a painting that has been in his family for 30 years and there are some interesting things about this painting. Go see for yourself, it's pretty spooky in my opinion.
I never actually thought of this story as having much significance until I told my, very non-superstitious, friend about it recently and they got really freaked out.
This happened maybe two or three weeks after moving into my last house about five years ago. Almost new house, built maybe five years prior, the previous owner never actually lived in it. My mother just had an alarm system installed. I was out while it was being installed and pretty much went right to bed after getting home so I didn’t know where any of the “eyes” were. I happened to wake up in the middle of the night having to use the bathroom. I didn’t bother to put my glasses on or turn on the light since the bathroom was across the hall from my room. I swung my legs out of bed and stood up before I happened to notice a little red light above the door to my room. I froze because I remembered the alarm being installed and I didn’t want to set it off. I stayed still for a moment to make sure nothing would happen, then very slowly got back into my bed and went back to sleep.
Now this story wouldn’t be strange or creepy except for the fact that when I woke up the next morning and looked above my door to see that there’s no alarm eye, fire alarm, or any light emitting object of any sort there.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: Oh woah, lol. I wonder what that was. It was very close to a 10/10 but 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.
This is a true story that I experienced. None of this is made up. When I was six, my family and I moved into a new house. It was a large two story house in a nice neighborhood. Before we bought the house, my mother took me along to take a tour of it. We were passing the stairs and I remember being filled with dread and I looked up the darkened stairway. There was nothing there, but I was still frightened. Later, after we had been upstairs to see the bedrooms, my mom told me we were leaving and to head downstairs. I put my foot on the first step and I was shoved, falling halfway down before I grabbed the banister. I screamed that I was pushed, but my mom didn’t believe me and told me that I had to be more careful on the stairs. That’s not even the worst that happened in that house. After we had moved in, things got horrible. I was a lonely kid, so I spent most of my time in my room playing with my toys. All of a sudden, I would find myself filled with anger and I would hit, bite, and chunk my toys across my bedroom. Immediately after, I would feel ashamed and guilty and I would pick up the toy I had abused and cradle it, trying to apologize. I never knew why I did this and it stopped when we moved out of the house. I would also sleepwalk, something I hadn’t done before, and according to my mom, I would creep into her bedroom and stand over her while she slept until she woke up. She would ask me things, and I would just nod slowly without blinking. She would send be back to bed and then tell me about it the next morning. Pictures would smile at me in the dark, I could feel things watching me from doorways, and being alone terrified me the older I got. We moved from that house when I was twelve, and once we were out, I never did any of those things again, nor was I terrified to be alone. There was something evil in that house and it didn’t like me.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: That was very interesting. 7/10 for scares and thank you very much for sharing. (-:
I have lived in my home for almost 3 years or so, but something feels rather off about the home. Now the house isn’t too old, it was built in 1991, so its relatively new. One night I was home alone while my family was out of town, as usual I was stuck with our dog. Everything was fine until it started getting dark. The house had gotten unusually cold, and I heard loud stompy footsteps from upstairs. I shook it off and tried to sleep. My dog went beserk and wouldn’t stop growling and freaked out. She started barking at the back door and then seemed to follow something before hiding under the couch. Everything felt unsettlingly weird. It was then that I remembered that our neighbor had recently died. Now since that night I hear loud footsteps and every time I go into the master bedroom’s closet I feel like someone is watching and about to chase me. I may be a little blind, but I always catch a dark figure coming from the area. A shadow I’m certain of. I think there might be a correlation between my neighbors death and our home, but who knows what is lurking.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 7/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.
The story of the bad mother which I am about to relate is not well-known, but it is still real. If you have a heart of steel, iron nerves and the soul of a sumo wrestler, sit down, make yourself comfortable and read this story. But if they are weak-minded or fear cruelty and blood, then you must not listen to my tale.
In a small town in Spain, many years ago, there was a woman named Rosa who lived in a hut. She raised four children with her husband, two sons and two daughters. Her eldest son was named Francisco. Javier was next, followed by Maria and the youngest, Lucia.
Those who knew Rosa said that she was a nice woman, but after the death of her husband, she slowly began to go insane. Little by little, she began to treat her children worse and worse. The young boys and girls were terrified of her, because whenever they did even the slightest thing wrong, Rosa would fly into a rage and hit them so hard that their cries could be heard echoing throughout the house. The neighbors were aware that Rosa was a bad mother, but they had no way of knowing just how bad she could become.
One night, the weather forecast on the radio predicted heavy hail, heavy snow and widespread thunderstorms. It was very cold and Rosa told her children to take the axes out of the woodshed because they were going into the forest to chop some firewood.
The children knew that their mother would get angry if they didn’t listen to her. Within minutes, they were waiting outside, armed with flashlights, bags and axes. They also brought some rotten meat with them in case they encountered a wild animal.
Once they had reached the middle of the forest, Rose took her son Francisco aside.
“Francis, you come with me”, she said. “The rest of you cockroaches, look around for wood.”
Without another word, Francisco grabbed his bag and followed his mother. When they were out of sight of the other children, the mother turned to him and said, “Francisco, hold out your bag and stand perfectly still.”
He held out the bag and his mother walked behind him.
“I hope you understand what I am about to do”, she said. “Your father was the only one working, and without his income, we are lost. In our house, there is one too many mouths to feed and I am starving. Sorry, but at the same time, no regrets…”
With that, his mother picked up the axe and swung it at her son’s head. It sliced cleanly through his neck and his severed head fell into the bag he was holding. Then Francisco’s body collapsed in a heap on the snow, still clutching the bag.
The mother used some snow to wash the blood off her axe and then ran back to her other children.
“Francis was eaten by a bear”, she said. “It’s not safe out her. We better go home.”
The poor children had no idea what their mother had done. They cried all the way home, mourning the loss of their older brother. They were unaware of what fate had in store for them.
At home, when the children were bathing and grooming themselves upstairs, Rosa called Javier and told him she needed help in the kitchen. Javier, always an obedient child, ran downstairs as fast as he could.
“Make me some tea, you little cockroach!” ordered Rosa.
When the tea was ready, she growled, “Bring me the bottle that is sitting on the top shelf of the cupboard.”
The boy did as he was told. Rosa poured the contents of the bottle into the tea and then handed it to Javier and told him to drink it.
Young Javier was not suspicious in the least. He took the cup his mother handed him and swallowed it in one gulp. He had no way of knowing that his evil mother had poisoned it with deadly cyanide.
A minute later, Javier crawled upstairs and collapsed in front of his siblings. He was foaming at the mouth and rolling around on the ground.
Lucia came running downstairs and cried, “Mommy! Mommy! Javi is having a cardiac arrest!”
Rosa calmly walked up the stairs and found Javier lying motionless on the floor of the bedroom. His crying sisters were standing over him. The mother gave his corpse a kick and told the girls that their brother was dead.
That night, Maria and Lucia cried themselves to sleep. Early the next morning, Rosa went into Maria’s bedroom and woke her sleeping daughter.
“No need to get up this morning”, she whispered. “You don’t have to do your chores today. Do you hear me, my pretty little cockroach?”
Maria nodded as Rosa sat down on the corner of her bed and began to sing her a lullaby. It was a song she used to sing when Maria was just a baby. The young girl welcomed this tenderness from her mother and soon closed her eyes.
Suddenly, Rosa took an icepick out of her sleeve and before Maria knew what was happening, she drove it into her daughter’s chest, piercing her heart. Maria died almost instantly.
A few hours later, Lucia woke up and went into her sister’s bedroom. She was horrified to find the bed soaked in blood and Maria lying dead in the middle. Terrified, Lucia ran downstairs.
“Mommy! Mommy!” she screamed. “A murderer broke into the house while we were sleeping and killed Mary!”
“I must confess one thing”, said her mother, calmly. “My daughters and my sons, I have both loved and hated. I was the one who killed your brothers and your sister. I did it all. I chopped off Francisco’s head. I poisoned Javier with cyanide. I pierced Mary’s heart with an icepick and now, I will strangle you slowly, so that you suffer more than your siblings. I hate you, you cockroach!”
“No, mother!”, cried Lucia. “Don’t do it!”
But her crazed mother didn’t listen and soon Lucia too lay dead on the floor.
Nobody knows what happened to Rosa. Perhaps she wandered out into the forest and died, or maybe she left town and changed her name. No trace was ever found of her. It is said that, today, the house in which they lived still stands and it is haunted by the ghosts of the children who were killed there. Local people say that if you go out into the forest and say “Francisco” five times, the ghost of a headless boy will appear behind you and chop off your head with an axe.
For the one who submitted the doll story: You shouldn't have tried to dismember her. The thing with dolls is that if you don't keep them well they will give you nightmares. There have even been stories about attacks. But if you keep them well and love them, they will protect you. I have some dolls and when i left them to my old home after moving to my new apartment i started to see nightmares of them. When i finally got them again, everything was fine.
It happened to my oldest brother, him and his friends decided to play with one. My brother said they were talking to someone name Blaine. Then they were asking Blaine questions of what are their names and their ages to see if it was really working. When it was my brother’s turn, he asked when will he die, the board answered a day a week from then. He asked how will he die, the board answered by fright. My family being Native Americans, we are told not to play with these kinds of things as they harbor bad spirits. However, as the days grew nearer to the date the more my brother grew terrified. Finally he admitted to our parents what he did, so they took him to a medicine man. Who had to do a prayer and a cleanse. When the day of his supposed death date came, my brother did not go anywhere just stayed home. Scared out of his wits, when night came he decided to go to bed early. Close to midnight there was a knock on his window, he didn’t answer thinking only of what the board told him. Death by fright. Whenever he thinks of what happened that night, he can’t help but wonder what was waiting for him outside his window. He’s fine now but he heavily regrets playing with the Ouija board.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: oh scary. 9/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.