Creepy Collections

It happens when your alone in your room, for a brief moment all background noise fades away and you hear your named called out by your mother. You get up and go to her to see what she wanted, but she insists she never called to you. You figure its just your brain replaying sounds in your head and you shove the thought aside, well for me this was an everyday occurrence, it has been happening since I was 8 when we moved into our new house. For the longest time I thought it was my mom tricking me, trying to scare me, but as time went on she became more concerned and sometimes angry when I accused her of calling my name. I am 17 now and I have gotten used to the voice, I only go to my mom when she calls my cellphone or comes to me in person. I had learned to ignore the voice and grew accustomed to it, its just that recently it had been getting louder and I still couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. So I started to stand in different places around my room everyday until I heard it, but day after day it was the same…distant..voice. It was on the seventeenth day around 11:00 at night, that I heard it louder than I have ever heard it before I was not pleased because when I heard I was standing in front of my closet door. I felt a cold bead of sweat form at my brow as I was summoning the courage to open the door, when my fingers touched the doorknob it was cold, very cold, it sent a shiver up my spine as I closed my hand around it and I began to shake as I turned the knob. When I opened the door and peaked into the darkness I thought I could make a figure out but wasnt sure, so I hit the light switch…..and I saw her or it, whatever the hell it was, her back was turned to me, I nervously gulped and said, ‘mom?’ she spun her head around without turning her body, she had no eyes, just empty eye sockets, I was frozen, too scared to breath. Reality was sinking away I was surrounded by darkness, there was a brief pause and I could feel her feeding on my fear…then she replied ‘yes?’ the voice was so loud I closed my eyes and covered my ears I could feel warm blood trickling out of my ears on my hands and I thought ‘its not real don’t open your eyes’ as soon as the thought entered my mind, my eyes were forced open her nose was almost touching mine, her skin was pale and almost transparent I tried to scream as her flesh melted slowly away but I couldn’t, she then slowly pressed her cheek against mine I could feel my skin melt into hers it was like my whole entire body had just been engulfed in flames, I collapsed… about an hour later my mom found me in the closet and I woke up in a hospital bed. My head was throbbing and I was pretty sure I had a concussion. I looked in the mirror next to me a good portion of the skin on the left side of my face was distorted and felt waxy. The pores were gone they had been melted over,  I screamed at the top of my lungs, at the same moment my mom ran in the room followed by some nurses she embraced me and repeated the words ‘I am here your okay’ over and over.

I am 18 now, about to graduate we moved to a new house after the incident my face is back to normal mostly, except for a few scars because of plastic surgery, but above all these things what I am most relieved about is, after moving out of the old house I haven’t heard the voice since.

Credited to Haven Summerfield ~ Story provided by Enki

noodlewater asked: I'm glad I found this blog :) I love creepy and scary stories, but all the other blogs like this I've found have creepy pictures and videos as well, and they just scare the frick outta me! haha :)

I’m glad that you like them! Believe me it is difficult to force myself to not post a million creepy pictures, but I’ve descided stories only. Enjoy the creep fest :D

The Haunting of Sunshine Girl

Marble Hornets

The Haunting Series

The Holder of Ambition

The Indian Lake Project

My friend and I were driving home quite late one night, so late in fact that we were the only ones on the road. The road stretched out into darkness while the radio played softly in the background, that’s when I saw a parked car of to the side of the road ahead of us. As we drove closer I could make out two dark silhouettes sitting in the driver and passenger seats. Something felt very strange about the car and my friend clicked on his high beams and illuminated the two mangled forms that sat in the front seats, their bodies laying in unnatural positions. We both screamed and my friend hit the gas throwing us past the car. I looked back to see the cars lights click on and hear its engine revving up, it sped from its spot and twisted around to face us. My friend saw that it was gaining speed behind us and floored it, we were flying by at unimaginable speed and yet the car was gaining on us. We started screaming and taking crazy twists and turns trying to escape this car but it was always waiting for us in the review. After about 8 minutes of insane driving we had finally lost the car. I don’t know if it was someone playing a joke or if something happened that night but I have never been so scared in my life.

~ SK-KS (Story by J and T)

“Finally!” Sarah sighed hitting the print button on her laptop.

After 2 hours painstakingly working on her lab report she had finally completed the paper. Her ears perked up along with her spirits as the gears of the machine in the next room began to whir and spin. Overdramatically slamming her laptop shut she pulled herself up off of the couch where she was working and made her way to the kitchen for a drink. Sarah smiled to herself as she poured the glass of water, listening to the paper being processed in the next room. She had just about finished her drink when the long awaited CLICK! from the printer signaled that its task was completed. Sitting her glass down she walked into the next room and collected her papers.

She quickly leafed through the work, double and triple checking her calculations. When she was satisfied she straightened the papers into a little pile and secured them together with a little silver paperclip. Just as she was about to leave the room to prepare for bed she heard the printer click back on and the gears within beginning to move again. Lifting an eyebrow, Sarah walked back over to machine. Figuring she had inadvertently hit the print button twice she quickly hit the cancel button but it was too late the printer had already sucked up a blank page and was adding ink. Without hesitation she grabbed the rest of the blank pages from the printer to avoid losing another perfectly good page.

She leaned up against the wall with a groan and closed her eyes listening for the printer to stop. Hearing the page slip into the plastic holder she bent over and snatched it up. But before she could crumple up the page she saw that there were only three words on the page. This was not her lab report.

“THEY ARE WATCHING”

Her eyes opened wide with surprise, she lived alone and her laptop was the only one hooked up to this printer. Turning her head she peered down the hallway towards the room where she had left her laptop. Gripping the paper in her hand she yelled out.

“Hello?”

Creeping down the hall she peeked her head cautiously around the corner into the room. Nothing. There was no one in the room. The TV played quietly in the corner while her laptop sat open on the couch where she was working. Sarah looked about the house but found no one. She flopped down on the couch next to her laptop and laughed, this must just be some practical joke or a computer error. She looked down and saw her desktop staring back at her.

“Didn’t I close this?”

Suddenly a sharp sound rang out from down the hall WHIRR CLICK! WHIRR CLICK! WHIRR CLICK! The printer was trying to print another page, Sarah realized that she was still holding the pile of blank pages and quickly tried to cancel the print on her computer. But she found no sign of a print command, and yet the machine in the next room screamed out greedily for more paper. Standing up she walked into the room with the printer.

“WHIRR CLICK! WHIRR CLICK!” It sang out.

With shaking hands she obediently sat a blank page into the mouth of the printer which snatched it out of her hands and began to run left and right over the page. After a minute the machine spat out the new page, with two bold words.

“GET OUT”

Sarah lifted the page to her face not believing what her eyes were telling her. She was just about to crumple up the page when she heard a glass shatter in the kitchen.

~SK-KS

I had just moved into my new apartement and had not bothered to begin unpacking the many boxes that filled the room. It did not take long for me to realize that there was something off about my new home. Whenever I was alone I would get this feeling that someone was standing behind me just glaring. The very first night I spent there I awoke from a nightmare to hear this continuous dripping sound but could not find the cause for it. I began working my new job and had gotten into the habit of coming home exhausted and falling fast asleep on the couch. I had just closed my eyes and began to drift off when I heard the drip drip drip coming from within the room. Forcing my eyes back open, I saw a woman standing over me glaring down into my eyes with her cold black pupils. She wore a once-white nightgown with a rip down the side, her unbelievbly pale skin made her dark eyes glow, and her black hair twisted around her neck and shoulders dripping water on to the floor. She bent over me, put her lips right in front of mine and whispered something. My eyes shot open and I flung myself up to a sitting position. I looked around finding no sign of the woman in my dream so I rolled over to try and get back to sleep. That’s when I saw it, two wet footprints on the floor by my head.

~SK-KS

It has been 4 months since they captured me; I play that day over and over in my head every waking moment. And I see it every time I close my eyes. I was in the woods hiding; I heard their horrible screeches as they called out to one another, tracking me. My shirt had become soaked with blood, so I stripped off my clothing and threw them up a tree. Then I found a ditch and covered myself with loose branches and held my breath in an attempt to remain silent. But it was all in vain. I saw the flashes of their lights followed by the horrible crunch of brush under their heavy feet. They waved their weapons around searching for me, screaming out, trying to frighten me out of hiding. I thought I was free when they started moving past me then one of them stepped on my cover and came crashing down on my leg, causing me to scream out in pain. They were on me in seconds. I fought and fought but they over powered me, digging their greedy claws into my flesh as I squirmed for freedom. They brought out their cold chains and bound me tight so I could not move. Throwing their heads back they let out horrid screams calling out to their groups that they had captured another.

They grabbed the chains and I was drug over the stumps and rock to their lair. My flesh caught on the jagged rocks and thorns as they dragged me along, I cried out for mercy but their kind has no understanding of such things. We are animals to them. They hunt us, torture us, and they kill us. After running for so long they finally caught me. If I had only climbed a tree, or fought harder, or if I had only kept running I could have escaped. I later awoke in an iron cage on the cold hard floor. I heard whimpers and cries around me. I looked around to see several others bruised and bloodied cowering in their corners. Men from all over who had been captured by these monsters. For four months I have sat behind these bars cold and hungry, but no more.

The men have been discussing a revolution, today we will fight back, and today we will again be free men! When the guard comes to bring us our meals I will grab his collar and jab this weapon into its neck. When the body goes limp I will take its keys and gun, free my brothers, and we will shoot our way out of this piece of hell. Then we will be free, and I can finally continue my work. There are so many young women out there since I have been locked up. No one there to make them bleed, no one to slice them, no one to destroy them. But soon I will be free, and soon I will resume my little hobby. But this time the cops won’t catch me, I won’t give them the chance.

~ SK-KS