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Short, Scary Stories! 2 [Updated, 4.15.09]
This thread will have some stories from the books "Scary Stories to tell in the Dark" and "More Scary Stories to tell in the Dark"
Enjoy.
[quote]The Big Toe
A boy was digging at this edge of his family's garden when he saw a toe poking out from the dirt. He tried to dig it out of the dirt, but it was stuck to something. The boy gave a great tug and the toe came out of the ground. He then heard a groan and something scamper away. he showed the toe to his mom. She said, "This'll be great to add to the soup tonight." So, the mother cut the toe into 3 pieces and put them into the soup. Later that night, after the boy ate supper, he felt tired and went to bed. he was awakened at midnight by a groaning in the street. "Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" it groaned. The boy got very scared. But he thought, "He doesn't know where I am, it won't find me." Then the groan again, but it was in front of his house. "Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" the boy tried to sleep, he thought it was just his imagination. But then he heard the front door open, and he heard the groan again. "Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" The boy heard footsteps slowly move through the kitchen into the dining room, then into the living room. He then heard footsteps slowly climbing the stairs. Closer the footsteps came. They were right outside his door. "Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" The do0or opened. The boy was shaking with fear. He listened as the footsteps moved closer through the dark room to his bed. Then they stopped. "Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" The voice groaned...[/quote]
The next few posts will be made by me, they are were future stories will be. I'm not trying to bump this thread, I'm only making it so that you can see more stories on this first page.
[Edited on 01.01.2011 11:22 AM PST]
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Hey guys, I've got a really good scary story! Here it is: [b]Mirror, Mirror... There was a man named James. He was a normal college student, but never studied for his exams. One day, James was assigned a final exam by his science professor, and he needed to pass it or else he risked failing the entire semester. James, of course, planned on waiting until the last minute. So, the night before the exam, James tried studying his science books, but wasn't able to concentrate. Distraught, he called up his friend Chris. James informed Chris of his situation with his exams, and asked for help. "Well...." Chris said. "You can always try the Mirror trick." "Mirror trick..?" James replied, his curiousity peaked. "What the hell is that? Are you high or something?" Chris awkwardly laughed. "No, no, I'm being serious! But It...sort of involves...something a little bit darker. Satanism, you can call it." James scoffed. "At this point, I'm ready for anything." Chris explained to James, that the mirror trick: "..Involves an ordinary mirror with a pentagram painted on it. Supposedly, If you sleep in front of the mirror with your science textbooks, you will instantly awaken the next day with the knowledge of the entire textbook." Oddly enough, Chris wouldn't reveal where he got his information of Satanic rituals from. Go figure. Anyway, later that night, James stood in his cluttered dorm room, all alone with a Pentagram hastily painted on the mirror located in the corner of his dorm. Nervous but willing, James scattered his science text books around his bed, (Which he had placed in front of his mirror) and went to sleep at 12:06 am. At around approximately 8:06 am the next day, James's friend Chris, knocked on James' dorm door. "James? Come on man, wake the hell up! You're going to be late for 1st period exams!" Chris, finding no reply, bent down and retrieved the spare dorm key placed under the doormat in front of the dorm door. Chris, placing the key into the lock, and slowly entering the dorm, angrily yelled: "Damnit, don't make me cut this sentence sho-!" James's room was completely trashed, his books mysteriously missing, the pentagram smudged and incomprehensible upon his mirror. James lie covered in blood, naked, a knife clenched in his pale and lifeless hands. On his chest, the words were carved: "KNOWLEDGE ISN'T EVERYTHING." [/b] [i]Hope you guys enjoyed the story! (P.S. I made it up off the top of my head, was it scary? =p)[/i] [Edited on 01.07.2012 10:29 AM PST]
