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Horrorstar says

September 20, 2016 at 7:28 am

The story begins with a man named Coachman Ali who is walking towards a post office as usual in the cold morning bearing tittered clothes. A deathly silence prevails all around. On reaching the post office, he seems to be as happy as a pilgrimage would be on reaching his destination. He enters the office and sits at the corner where he was accustomed to sit for the last five years. The clerk begins sorting out the letters in his speed, flinging the letters to the corresponding peons. Ali was a clever hunter and derived pleasure from the bewildered terror of the dying birds. As his skill increased, so did his hunting. But this was probably disliked by his daughter. The day his daughter leaved him after marrying with a soldier, his regiment in Punjab, he stopped hunting. He could no longer enjoy the screams of dying birds. He had understood the meaning of love and separation. Since then, he had been regularly visiting post office in early morning expecting a letter from his daughter Miriam, but it doesnt come and returns home empty handed. The post office staff often laughs at him when they see his habits. The clerk even calls out his name; jokingly even there was no letter on his name. Also there were often discussions on his lunacy. For several days, Ali did not come to the post office. Everyone was curious to know the reason behind this. At last, he comes again, but, now it was difficult for him even to breathe and there were clear signs of his approaching end. Finally, he meets the post master and asks him for Miriams letter. As the post master was in hurry and was about to leave the country, he scolded him by saying that he would not eat his letter, if it would come. Then Ali called a clerk and gave him five golden guineas and asked him to deliver his letter, if it would come, to his grave. He slowly left him and was not seen by any one after that. One day, the post masters daughter fell ill and he was anxious to hear from her. He searched for the letter from his daughter from the pile of letters and picked up a letter of the name he expected. It was addressed to Coachman Ali. Now he realized about his haughty temper towards Ali. He called Lakshmi Das, a clerk and asked him to find out Ali. That day he did not receive his letter and decided that he would hand over Alis letter to him, himself. Next morning, he opened the door and saw Ali leaning on a stick with tears in his eves. His eyes had a light so unearthly that the post master was scared. But, suddenly he disappeared. Then Lakshmi Das came and told him that Ali had died three months back. Now the post master was bewildered and confused. He still had Miriams letter in his hand. That evening he himself went to Alis grave to place the letter.

HorrorFanGirl says

August 30, 2016 at 2:50 pm

Chalayna

Long ago, in the Suburbs of Mexico, there lived a 12 year old girl named Chalayna and her father, Miguel. They lived in a small hut away from the city, so there wasnt much work, leaving them poor. As well as that, the father was sick and old, he had arthritis and brain cancer making it hard for him to move so he was fragile and there was no treatment as they were too poor, so he was unable to work leaving the young Chalayna having to sell dresses shed learnt to make from her mother before she died. Yet business was low as well as income so they were low on food supplies. The special thing about Chalayna was that her dresses and garments made were the best known in the village, they were absolutely beautiful, shed wash the old cloths, hang them up and again wash them with a very special solution to make them silky and smooth, then shed use all kinds of colours like green, red and yellow then sew on laces and, buttons or small sequels or plastic pearls to complete something that looked like what a goddess could wear, her father was very proud of her, but as they were living in an almost deserted area and not being able to find transportation to move to more urban area, not many would buy, so the prices were pretty low.

Months passed, and poor old Miguel passed away, Chalayna was left to fend for herself. She was absolutely frustrated and upset by the tragedy that she spent a few weeks weeping in her broken bed.

As more months passed, Chalayna decided it was time to move on, as she couldnt afford to get her father a legal funeral, she decided to wrap his rotting corpse in her best garments and bury him by the hill. As night came, she packed her bag with cloths and accessories for the dresses and headed off to the city where she could hopefully make a living off her pieces. When she finally arrived to Los Morales, she decided to straight up start her own small business and within months, thousands of rich people were buying her beautiful garment masterpieces and soon enough, her business became the biggest in the city leaving her tons of money. Even the King of Sweden proposed her to make the best dress for his Daughters wedding who was soon to be a bride, it would be sent off all the way to Sweden.

Years passed and by the time she was 24, many people started getting curious as to how her dresses felt so silky like no other and what the ingredients were in the secret solution, even the best manufacturers were baffled since they tried numerous times with different ingredients, yet the silkiness of the dresses containing the solution werent even close to Chalaynas, not even her workers has seen what the solution looked like or what colour it was let alone know the ingredients, nor did her father, she was the only one who knew.

One day, as Chalayna was working on a garment for a rich dead woman, a mysterious looking man wearing a long black robe approached her asking if he could talk, the fact that Chalayna was so rich by then gave her arrogance and selfishness so she yelled at him to leave her work and not disturb again. As night approached, Chalayna was the only one left in her business building, all her workers had left for the night and she was exhausted so she decided her shift was over. She headed downstairs, grabbed her keys to lock the building but just as she was about to turn the key she heard something smash within the building, she hurried back to the second floor and found that the glass containing her most expensive dress laced with golden sequels had been stolen. Chalayna fumed with rage and grabbed an ice pick near the sewing machine, although she was scared, she was determined to fight the robber off, but just before she could do any further, someone leaped behind her, forcibly holding her arms and her mouth shut so she wouldnt scream. Looking up, she noticed it was the same mysterious man whod asked if he could talk earlier, she tried to free herself but he was far too strong for her match.

Whats the ingredients? he whispered

Please just let me go!She tried to speak, so he removed his hand

Tell me or ill slice your head off with that sewing machine He yelled as he slowly turned it on

OK fine, please dont hurt me She hesitated to tell him at first, but then suddenly came with a plan.

She struggeled herself free from his grip and yelled ITS HUMAN BLOOD YOU LITTLE SHIT!! Realising that her secret ingredient was now in his ear, she stuck her fingers in his eyes and stabbed him in the hand with the ice pick, grabbed him by the hair and sliced his neck off with the sewing machine that was still on going.

As morning arose, one of her workers came in early to see Chalayna dipping a white cloth into something that looked like a red, dark liquid. Note: I hope you guys liked it, did you find the secret at the end? Sorry for my terrible grammar but its my first time writing a story, thanks for reading!

Dobbyisfree says

August 29, 2016 at 7:33 pm

ScaryForKids,

If you saw my earlier comment, then please ignore it. If you didnt see it, oh well! But I have one question. How will know if my story(s) are posted on the Website? Do I just keep checking this page, or will you give me some sort of notification? Please respond with an answer.

-Dobbyisfree

HiIWillKillYouNow says

August 29, 2016 at 2:31 am

Vintage Dress

FritzFritz..WAKE UP FRANCINE!! I woke up. I yawned and said; Another day another dollar! And smiled. But then someone had to bust through the door. My stepsister, Janine. Cmon Fritz. Were going shopping. Prom dress shopping. A little bit about Janine: Shes a btch. Popular girl in school, her boyfriend is a jock. Dumbass. Blonde. Thats it. Why the fuck do I have to come? I groan. Raciella told me to. Raciella? Mom? I replied, crossing my arms. Janine flipped her hair and strutted away. GraghhI groan. I go downstairs, my auburn hair in a French braid, wearing my favorite FNaF tank top and ripped shorts. Janine wore a crop top and a pair of shorts so short you could see her ass. Really? I say, raising my eyebrows. Yeah, of course, Basic! She says, flipping her hair. Ugh. Slut. I mumble. We got into her pink convertible, and when I said, I have to pick up Tony, he doesnt have work..Hes at his shop., she immediately swerved to the right at top speed, towards his shop. One thing: she has it hot on my boyfriend. I enter the shop, and she was walking like a slut behind me. Tony was still wearing his uniform, and as we went outside, I was holding his hand. Enraged, Janine threw ME out of her car. I started walking home, and Tony jumped out. Janine then came back. TONYYYY, babe come on. She said, removing her shirt. EW NO. Tony said, turning around. I belong to Fritzki. He said, hugging me. The rest of the drive was silent. Tony was still hugging me and I was cuddling him. We stopped at a dress shop. It looked about 20 30 years old. It was filled with cobwebs, dusty and dingy. She was walking around with Tony and Janine was acting slutty. I was disgusted. We were just walking and I found nothing. We were about to leave when a dress caught my eye. It was about 10 years old, but it was beautiful. I never wore dresses. Never even at weddings or parties. But this one was different. The more I looked at it, the more I was amazed by it. I bought the dress and some heels, but the shopkeeper told me this; Wear it only once. Wear it twice and youre gone. Weirdo. I said, walking away. When I reached home I tried it on. I disregarded the shopkeepers warning. It was beautiful. The small gems on it sparkled. The violet dress was beautiful, it was a bit tight, but I could make it work. The next day, It was prom! I immediately got ready, makeup and hair. My hair was in a braid bun with small gems on it. I wore violet eye shadow with red lipstick. And my dress with my 5 inch heels. I didnt know who I was. I looked like an absolute girl. I never did this before. I didnt know. It started. I was at prom, and I kissed Tony in front of Janine, making her jealous. I then went to the bathroom with Tony, removed his chaleco and I took of my dress. I took out my knife. I killed him. I wasnt in control, I didnt know what I just did. I dashed home, a knife in hand. I crept up on my mom. She looks so peaceful, sleeping there, not knowing she was going to die. I slashed open her stomach and slit her throat from ear to ear. She looks beautiful. Her organs hanging out and her whole body in a pool of blood. My last target was my little sister, Cassandra. Cassandra was playing with her dolls. Happily singing to herself, playing..playing. I stabbed her in the back to her demise. I then cut open her chest and licked the blood off my hands. Then there was a voice in my head. It said; This dress is cursed. If you wear it twice, you will kill your loved ones and have sexual intercourse with the one you hate. Ew. I will not fuck with Janine. I found her sleeping peacefully, undressed her, squeezed her clit and breasts and ate her pussy. I then stabbed her, cut off her limbs and then burnt her body. Then, I took of the dress and hung it on the wall. I then stabbed myself. After all I had done, the dress was untouched. I died. When the life was drifting away, I saw in my mind, the devil embracing me and saying: you did well, my child.

HiIWillKillYouNow says

August 28, 2016 at 10:49 pm

Mollys Exorcism

There was a child named Molly she and her friends were celebrating Her 24th Birthday in a bar she was happy when she went home with her Boss and her friend something happened in the morning The police went in her House cause Her Neighbors Said that They heard Something like Screaming when the police checked the Bathroom they saw 2 Bodys early 30s and Late 20s They brought her to a mental hospital

When the nurse looked at her eyes the only thing she would see is her fear She rushed to take her to her room One night the nurse was reading the man said Nurse,Nurse!! Look at this! All of the mental women were banging their heads against the wall. When the Nurse rushed to Molly she was also banging her head and blood was coming out when Molly was sleeping a dragon fly went in her nose she kept yelling help but no one was there when a priest went to her she said that she Was possessed. He didnt believe her then he heard a voice like a demon saying Your a Useless Priest you are useless the priest said who are you!! It said Im Satan, Your worst nightmare. the next day blood was coming out of Mollys nose.

She escaped at the mental hospital and went to the Philippines And changed her name to Happy New Jew sussie the potato. Then, her long lost brother fishcakes went and made a cake. She ate the cake and asked her brother to make more..and moreand more..! She ate them all and became a fat potato. The.

END THEN THEY ALL DIED

THE END!! #JANITOR FOR PRESIDENT

Scarysiblings says

August 27, 2016 at 10:26 pm

Scary Past

Based on a true story. It was just another day in school. It was History after lunch time so most students were sleepy. I found myself drifting to sleep when we heard screams coming from the classroom a floor beneath us. They had no other classrooms near them. It was just basically them on the 2nd floor with the different labs. Immediately all of us went outside to see why they were screaming. I asked all my friends from that class but none of them would tell me what happened since they were still scared. Until the end of the day, we gathered together and they told me this:

Ms. Eva was sitting on the teachers table. Scolding us on what we have done. When Tracy, the one who can see ghosts, became pale and looked at the blackboard behind Ms. Eva. She screamed and covered her ears and closed her eyes. We were all scared and kept quiet when we all heard a childs laughter.

The laughter sounded like the child was playing and it didnt stop for 15 seconds until it became quite again. We kept darting our eyes back and forth to see if it came from a phone or not. Mark then noticed footprints of children all over the ceiling. Some are barefooted, some arent. We also noticed an adults footprints just being stationary in the corner, but we didnt really mind it. Then Yassi heard somebody calling for help so she stood up and walked around the room. Since she cant find where its coming from, she came back to her chair scared. It wouldnt stop bothering her. Tracy looked at the blackboard again and screamed. We all darted our eyes to the blackboard to see a childs hand prints as well as an adults. There were also writings around the walls HELP ME written in blood. By that time Tracy had began crying and began mumbling words.

We heard another giggle and this time our teacher said ENOUGH! Whoever is doing it stop it! Stop scaring each other. Look, Tracy is scared! So whoever is doing it stop it or Ill give you detention

Just then we heard childrens screams of terror. We couldnt really do anything. We didnt dare move. We just let the screaming pass by together with an adults maniac like laughter. Almost all of us were crying including the teacher. We snapped out of the trance of what seemed like 5 minutes of hearing the laughter and cries, we all screamed and ran out the room.

As soon as a nun in our school heard about the story, she grabbed a rosary, a bible and Holy Water and began blessing the room.

Since our school is over a hundred years old, we investigated its history. It turns out, its a cemetery for those who have died in the war, those who died during a major flash flood in our city and it was also a house with a single father and his three children which he murdered in their room while they were playing with each other.

Because of the incident, we started having altars in each classroom and started praying for all lost souls. So far, nothing has happened. Its been 3 years since that incident happened and to this day, it still scares me. Even though we were just a floor above them, with the door and windows open, we never heard the childrens laughter and cries and the adults maniac laughter.

popsicleunicorn says

August 21, 2016 at 4:35 pm

TOILET PAPER There was a boy name Scott who was 15 years old who lived in Maine. One day when he came home from school, there was a letter on his desk in his bedroom from his parents. The letter said: Dear Scott, We will be out of town for a week. We will visit your aunt Sally in Pennsylvania. Dont go to your next neighbors house until when we return. Dont go out at night for any reason. We will give you $400. Only spend it on food, school supplies if you need, and we ran out of toilet paper so buy a pack. If you have extra money when we return, give it to us. your parents. there was also $400 on his desk. Scott did his homework, studied for his English test, and went toilet paper shopping. he brought $20 with him. on his way, there was a weird, new store opened.it was giving out toilet paper for free! With delight, Scott went into the store, grabbed a pack of toilet paper, and put it on the counter. the store was giving out free bottles of gatorade so he took 6 bottles. on the counter, there was an old, creepy looking lady who was offering Scott free candy too. Scott doesnt eat candy so he denied it. he went home, excited for his free toilet paper, and free bottles of gatorade. when he went home, he put the toilet paper in his bathroom, and went to sleep. in the middle of the night, he heard a loud scream and a window smashed in the bathroom. he was so scared, he couldnt even move. then, his bedroom door smashed open and the old lazy was there with toilet paper all over her and some blood.she came over to Scott, took a roll of toilet paper, and slam it down his throat. he died of choking on tiolet paper, and the old lazy started cutting his stomach open eating his body parts. when the week past, his parents came home, checked on Scott, and was horrified to he thier son with toilet paper in his mouth, and blood all over him. on the wall above him, it said free toilet paper in blood.

reklats says

August 13, 2016 at 9:45 pm

I know this hasnt got much chance of being published here but Im giving it my best shot!

Orphanage I was alone I could feel it I watch the orphanage burn down into ashes the only home I ever knew. No one would survive that I could tell. The flames died down. I turned around. Ready to walk, I feel a cold hand against my shoulder

Animal Kingdom 2004 says

July 31, 2016 at 3:10 am

(No offense to the other stories but this is different than all those same old tales)

(I MUST HAVE SCROLLED A MILE TO GET TO THE COMMENTS)

Truth Doll

Bella was a spoiled little girl and she was going to start preschool after her current summer break. She couldnt wait to start it so that she could make her first friends! There were only a few houses near hers, but the children there didnt like Bella because she would often start fights and constantly complain. She wanted to have a new beginning in school.

One morning, Bella was complaining to her mom that she wanted a new doll. After half an hour of arguing, Bella lost the argument and was told she couldnt buy anything until school started. Bella ran to her room very upset. As she slumped onto her bed, she turned to her nightstand. She happened to notice a small piggy bank behind her lamp.

She decided to use her own savings to sneak out and buy a new toy. After emptying the piggy bank, Bella ended up with 30 dollars. She went downstairs and called to her mother. Mom, Im going to go play in the front yard! Her mother replied from the kitchen, Ok, but be back for lunch! Im making your favorite noodle soup!

Bella went outside and pretended to play for a while. After making sure her mother wasnt looking through the window near the door, she went around the house to their garage and took her bicycle out. She rode it down their hill to the nearest shops.

After 10 minutes, she found an old toy shop. She entered and smelled a musty scent that made her sneeze. An old man was sitting at the front counter. Welcome he said.

Bella walked through the small shops and checked the rows of shelves and boxes for any toys. All she found were dusty clothes, a few pairs of adult shoes, and action figures until she got to the back of the shop.

The back of the shop has three shelves filled with dolls. Bella noticed every single doll was tattered and very old looking. She didnt want to buy any of them. She went back to the front counter and was about to leave when she happened to noticed a beautiful doll behind the old man. It was prettier than all her dolls and she instantly loved it.

How much for the doll?

The old man replied, Sorry, pumpkin, but its not for sale.

Bella began to cry. She wailed in front of the old man until he couldnt take take it anymore.

Ok, ok, ok! Just stop crying. He didnt want any visitors to think he was making children cry..

Bella began to quiet down until she was only sniffing.

But listen to me I found it outside the house of someone who was murdered.. Its rumored that its cursed!

The old man decided not to mention what the curse was so he didnt completely spoil it for the little girl.

Just be careful around it Dont play with it too much.

The girl was overjoyed. The man offered the doll for free but she gave him the $30.

She biked all the way back home with the doll then hid it behind a plant. She decided to pretend to climb trees, just in case. Just as she was up the first tree, her mother called outside.

Come on! The soups almost cold!

Bella ran inside and into the kitchen. She finished as fast as she could then reminded herself to get her doll. She snuck the doll upstairs to her room. She played with it until bedtime. Her mother told her to turn out the lights from downstairs.

There was only one problem: Bella was afraid of the dark. Well, not necessarily of the dark, but whatever could be hiding in it. She turned off the lights and hid herself under her covers with the doll.

What if theres a monster under my bed. A monster that would grab my feet when I try to get out. She told her doll.

It felt better to have something she could talk to her fears about.

Sometimes, I see faces in the tree branches through my window. I always feel like they could come to life and climb in.. Its silly, isnt it?

She moved the dolls head into a nod.

My brother told me about a guy called Jeff the Killer. He has a really scary face. No eyelids and a torn mouth with bleached white skin. He writes Go to sleep and when you do, he murders you.

She felt better to get her fears out.

But they arent real. Anyways, you can protect me.

With that, she fell asleep.

The next morning, It was Thursday, May 12th. School would start at the end of July! Bella couldnt wait. She basically spent the entire day with her doll. She went outside with it and pretended to dance with her. She put her up in the trees and climbed next to her. She even played hide and go seek It was pretty difficult. After lunch, she went upstairs and played tea party with her new doll and her other dolls. Bella was having the time of her life.

By the time it was night, Bella was exhausted. It was 8:30 PM. After climbing into bed with her doll, she was about to fall asleep when she remembered something that kept her up. She had completely forgotten about the curse. She started to feel a bit scared when she remembered the old mans warnings Bella had to know what it was. She had to sneak out.

At 11:30 PM, Bellas parents were asleep. As quiet as a mouse, Bella took the doll and snuck out. She decided to run to the shop since the bicycle would be too noisy. She reached it at 11:45.

The man was about to close up wen Bella came in, but she stopped him.

Excuse me sir, but could you please tell me what the curse is? I need to know, I came all this way late at night!

The old man looked at her sadly and sighed.

Very well. The curse of the doll is called the Reality Curse. Whoever owns the doll must be very careful not to mention any bad things to the doll. Otherwise, the doll will make the fears into a reality on the upcoming Friday the 13th. The last owner of the doll died after he told it about his fear of murderers. The curse is unavoidable.

Bella dropped the doll right there. She cried all the way home and didnt stop running till she reached her front door. There she stopped to think.

It cant be real. Mama knows that too! He only told me its cursed because he wants to mess with me. Hes a real meanie!

Instead of being scared, Bella was rather upset. Why did he want to scare her. She decided to go to bed and think of it tomorrow. She snuck upstairs into her bedroom as quiet as possible. Her parents where still asleep. She climbed into bed.

Even if it was real, nothing can happen. I left the doll with the man!

Bella felt a lot better. She began to think of lots of her favorite things. She was dreaming of her stuffed unicorns and how the doll was gone. She was dreaming of all her good dolls and how pretty they were and how much fun they would have.

Dreamt even as the clock struck 12:00. Dreamt even as the wind began to shape the trees. Dreamt even as a shadowy figure wrote Go to Sleep in blood on her bedroom window.

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July 26, 2016 at 10:09 am

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