Fuck Yeah Nightmares

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Wed, 19 Jun 2013 02:16:32 +0100

VuduPins Productions: FYN: Episode Update

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 06:47:04 +0100

VuduPins Productions: FYN: Episode Update:

Based on the stories we currently have permission to shoot, we’ve decided on the first two episode of the FuckYeahNightmares web series! Episode 1 will be No Clocks In Hell and episode 2 will be Man With The Camera. We will start shooting episode 1 within the next couple weeks.

Which of the…

like this if you’re a scary themed blog and i’ll check it out

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 06:43:21 +0100

like this if you’re a scary themed blog and i’ll check it out

Hi! Just wanted to say, fantastic site. Deliciously creepy!

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 23:48:57 +0100

thank you (-:

sobbingovershit Submitted: 62 I have lived at this house my whole life, and despite it holding...

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 23:46:43 +0100

sobbingovershit Submitted:

I have lived at this house my whole life, and despite it holding some of my most precious memories, the encounters that I endured unnerved me to the extreme.

We lived in a 62 year old house, at a the small town of Hollywood, Florida. It was comfortable to say the least, until I turned 10 and the house started becoming unnaturally eerie. I remember, I was at a desktop near my living room door, on the website Neopets with my sister. We were sitting side-by-side and at the corner of my eye I glimpsed the ghost of a head, particularly from a beheaded man. I told my sister about this encounter WAY later, I didn’t want to ruin our day.

My room was placed near a empty room, that used to be my sisters, but then she started sleeping with me when my other relatives moved in. I jolted out of my sleep by a cold gush of air, accompanied by a distinctive person with blonde, curly hair, glaring at me from my bedside. At the time I did the first thing that felt safe, hid under my linen. I gradually fell asleep under the scorching heat of my thick linen; funny thing is, now i’m unable to sleep without light or television.

One day my grandfather decided to do some ‘spring cleaning’, and we helped. After about 1 hour of endless housework, we lastly had to clean the attic. Well, we didn’t have an attic, more like a opening to the roof, to get all those pesky raccoon away. We let our grandfather go first, just to ensure it was safe. He stopped about midway in, and started backing out with something in his hands. He placed it on the floor and what we saw was very scary. A small dress, a ragdoll, and a note that read ‘he won’t find you here sweetie, we love you’ written in very sloppy cursive. My grandfather brushed it off, but there was no way me and my sister would go up there so we gave up for the night.

Since then, the house started becoming very disgusting. Maggots, roaches, ants, and rats have all been lurking in the wrong places. Since then, we have moved far away, only to discover that a new family is now living there, I hope they live better. But even now the question still haunts my mind on; who was that man? Was he a serial killer I failed to know about? And what did he do to that little child?

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 9/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.

VuduPins Productions: Horror Web Series Update

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 22:30:04 +0100

VuduPins Productions: Horror Web Series Update:

vudupinsproductions:

As we mentioned in our previous post, we are currently in the process of making a horror web series based on top rated stories from FuckYeahNightmares! Below are the stories we currently have permission to adapt:

No Clocks In Hell

Shadow On The Wall

Lady

Bed Sharing

We will…

THE I AM UNREAL STORY TELLER PLEASE COME FORWARD. I NEED TOO DISCUSS SOME PLANS WITH YOU

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 02:56:00 +0100

just a wee reminder than my blog turned two years old today! such a scary baby (-:

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 02:53:36 +0100

just a wee reminder than my blog turned two years old today!

such a scary baby (-:

headless-horse: Christopher Lee Donovan .

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 23:14:30 +0100

headless-horse:

Christopher Lee Donovan

Stellarbell submitted: She Missed Us Ever since we’ve lived in our house, which was built in...

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 23:13:55 +0100

Stellarbell submitted:

She Missed Us

Ever since we’ve lived in our house, which was built in 1921, my family has heard footsteps upstairs when no one was there and smelled rose perfume which no one in my house wears.

We’ve even occasionally found strange things in the walls when renovating—like a packet of anemone seeds (the house was once on a flower farm) or a few advertisements with flapper-esque girls on them. My mom calls what she thinks lives in the house with us “Mrs. Bird”, because the architect that built our house was named Bird, and we’ve visited his family plot in the graveyard down the street. (I know it sounds weird that there’s a graveyard down the street, but it’s a really small town, and there’s a whole strawberry field between us and the graveyard, so it’s not *that* close) Anyway, one Thanksgiving we were away from home, visiting my uncle’s family in New Orleans. When we came back, just as we walked through the door, we could smell roses heard a loud bang. When we went upstairs, my mother’s heavy mirror that hangs on her wall was laid neatly, glass facing up, on the ground. The bottom edge was closest to the wall, in a position that it could not possibly have gotten to by falling (also it would probably be broken if it had fallen). To this day, we never leave the house on major holidays, because my mom is afraid it makes Mrs. Bird sad.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 7/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.

THE 30 DAY CRYPTOZOOLOGY ART CHALLENGE

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 22:08:27 +0100

deamhan:

The Dover Demon

The Goatman

Cadborosaurus

The Jersey Devil

The Mothman

Ahool

The Flatwoods Monster

Thunder Bird

The Hook Island Sea Monster

The Loveland Frog

The Skunk Ape

The Loch Ness Monster

Mongolian Death Worm

Ogopogo

Big Foot

Yeti

Arabhar

Chupacabra

Sasquatch

Buru

Champ

Giant Anaconda

Kongamato

Storsjöodjuret

Mokele-mbembe

The Kraken

Ningen

Sea Monk

Canvey Island Monster

Megalodon

Please tag your art as the 30 day cryptozoology art challenge!

you made a post abut stories containing murder/suicide will not be accepted do you mind telling me which ones? my story contained murder but there was still paranormal... just want to know if it was my story you're talking about lol

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 20:58:36 +0100

no if its a paranormal theme thats okay dont worry but if it just murder or suicide with no paranormal theme too it then i dont accept it

purrrloin submitted: The Mimic At my ex-step-father’s house, I lived in the basement with my...

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 09:00:16 +0100

purrrloin submitted:

The Mimic

At my ex-step-father’s house, I lived in the basement with my step brother.

One time, when my little brother and sister were visiting, I went to grab my little brother’s attention. Thinking he was downstairs, I yelled down: “Hey, Chris?” to which he replied “YEAH?” I ran down as his voice sounded as though it came from the laundry area. He was nowhere in the basement. It turned out later that he was across the street at a neighbor’s home.

Another instance:

My other sister wanted to talk to me about something, but I was out with friends, unbeknownst to her. She calls out downstairs, thinking I’m in my room in the basement. She heard my voice reply “Yeah?” and went to find me. She though it weird that my door was closed, so she went into my room. She recalled seeing the blanket on the top bunk in a heap, as though I was laying there, but when she went to wake me up, it fell flat.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 8/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.

But how did the bath game go for you? Did you actually see her or did nothing really happen?

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 08:42:21 +0100

nah nothing happened for me but im sure it will work for other people

soaplands submitted: Grandma’s House When I was a child of elementary school age, I would...

Fri, 31 May 2013 13:02:18 +0100

soaplands submitted:

Grandma’s House

When I was a child of elementary school age, I would stay at my grandma’s house every weekend. It was my absolute favorite place to be as a kid because, to me, it always seemed completely steeped in strangeness. Grandma R was a weird, sweet lady who was incredibly spiritual and dabbled in Wicca every so often - I remember she used to do things like wash my hair in rainwater and chant to the full moon. My mom thought she was completely mental, but I loved her and loved staying with her because it made me feel magical.

Her house was huge and fairly old - probably around 150 years. I always heard strange noises at night: a child laughing, little footsteps, creaks on the stairs, et cetera. I was never afraid, though. I never felt threatened by these particular spirits. They seemed innocent and never bothered me, so I paid them the same respect. I grew accustomed to the nighttime sounds as I grew older and even liked hearing them after awhile. Both Grandma and I talked about the ghosts and how cool it was that we were able to experience them first hand like this. One night, though, I had an experience that wasn’t so pleasant.

I woke up really late at night and had to pee. The upstairs was in a U shape - guest room, my room, my grandma’s room, and then the bathroom. I was never particularly afraid of the dark or anything so I never had a problem getting up and using the restroom at night. So I quietly opened my door and started walking toward the bathroom. After a few steps I started to feel super chilly and like there was someone following me. The vibes I got weren’t good whatsoever, which was unusual. I suddenly started to get really terrified - my heart was beating out of my chest but I tried to keep my cool and continued to walk steadily toward the bathroom. I finally got there and opened the door. On the inside of the bathroom door there was a full-length mirror. Before I walked into the room, I held my breath and looked into the mirror to see if I could catch a glimpse of what I felt like was following me. A few feet behind me there was an impossibly dark and fuzzy shadow, sort of in the shape of a cloak, and an extremely pale, expressionless face peering out of it. It felt menacing and angry and I almost blacked out. I slammed the door as hard as I could and locked it, turning all of the lights on in the bathroom and running the water. I stayed in there for the better part of an hour. When I finally got up the courage to leave I ran to my grandma’s bedroom and slept the rest of the night with her. I never saw the figure again, but I dream about it sometimes, and it still completely terrifies me.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 8/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.

betrayalisbeautiful submitted: Sphere I was told this story by my grandpa’s brother. When both...

Fri, 31 May 2013 12:56:30 +0100

betrayalisbeautiful submitted:

Sphere

I was told this story by my grandpa’s brother. When both my grandpa, his brother and 3 of their other brothers lived in their hometown in Mexico as children, they lived in this somewhat unstable house.

I don’t really know how to explain it but their was this metal thing on top of the ceiling to keep the siblings room from falling apart. On occasions that metal connector would fall and they would have to put it back quickly.

One night they were just laying on the bed they all shared, talking in the dark. Out of no where they hear something from the ceiling disconnect and fall with a very heavy thud. They quickly panicked and stopped talking, they could hear the object rolling away somewhere.

One of the older brothers, immediately thought it was the metal connector(though I was told it sounded too loud to be so) and started telling them to look for it before the room went down. However all they had for lighting were small candles that didn’t light so well, they searched for what seemed like an 1 hour and the room was pretty empty, they searched under what they could and nothing. They had thought it was pretty weird that it rolled almost like a sphere would.

They decided to give up and wake up before their parents to look for it again.

However, the next morning, when they went to look for the connector they looked up to see the connector still on the ceiling.

They never figured out what the rolling thing was.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 6/10 for scares and thank you for sharing.

i guess people dont really read the submission guidelines but quite a few people have sent me...

Fri, 31 May 2013 12:51:58 +0100

i guess people dont really read the submission guidelines but quite a few people have sent me stories to do with just suicide and murder and other non paranormal things

dont send me stories like this because i dont accept them!! messages have been sent to so and on user to explained why i never post their story

thanks

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Fri, 31 May 2013 12:45:36 +0100

Whats the bath game?

Thu, 30 May 2013 21:41:40 +0100

here

I love your blog, it's one of my favorites. I have stories that I will submit eventually, but I have a question for you. Have you ever done any of the games that you have. I've done the pencil game before with friends at parties, and I've always had good results, nothing demonic or anything like that. I'm tempted to try midnight man, but knowing me I'll probably think about it while watching TLC and eating ice cream and then never actually do it. Have you ever played the games though?

Thu, 30 May 2013 21:38:21 +0100

ive done the bath game and the midnight man game when i was younger the midnight man game was kinda fun too play cos it was super spooky with my mates and stuff (-:

but my friend said she thought she saw someone but im not sure if she was pulling my leg or not!