Share your scary stories!
Earlier in chat today, everyone was sharing stories of their creepy experiences, and I'd love to read more!Post here as much as you like <3 But Ala's rules still apply to this thread.
I'll share mine that I can remember:
A few months ago, I invited Craig over after school. We were completely home alone, and we went to the basement and hung out.
Around an hour later, we heard heavy footsteps above us. I thought my dad came home early, so we both had a mini heart-attack, because Craig wasn't supposed to be here.
I went upstairs, and checked the entire house. Even the garage and driveway. No sign of a person, and no cars. Craig left immediately.
A few months later, I had him over again. Same thing as last time, no one was home, after school, we were in my basement hanging out.
And once again, we heard those heavy footsteps.
I went to check the whole house again, and I came up empty. But my dogs were huddling in the laundry room. I never had Craig over alone again.
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Last summer, my friend invited me to go on vacation with her. The hotel was full, so we stayed at her grandpas house.
The first night we were there, her grandpa was telling us about the odd occurrences that happens inside his house. (Hearing people talk, footsteps in the hallway in the middle of the night, cabinets opening, doors closing, etc.)
I did not believe what my friends grandpa was telling us, because I thought he was trying to play with my mind, since this was the first time I was there. Though, Rachel (my friend) believed him, supposedly because she had experienced everything he had said. But I still thought they were trying to trick me.
That night, me and Rachel were playing minecraft, and heard footsteps in the hallway. I thought her grandpa was just playing, so I got up and looked in the hallway. I even turned the lights on, but I saw no one.
I came back in the room, and Rachel looked a bit scared, and decided that we were going to go to bed.
The footsteps started back up again when we got comfortable. I once again went into the hallway, turned the lights on, and even went and looked in her grandpas room.
He's fast asleep.
The next day, I suggested that we find a different place to stay.
I still don't know if it was a prank or what, but it still gives me goosebumps.
So what are your stories?