/b tells Spooky stories

/b tells Spooky stories

>friend used to live in a townhome
>it was a pretty nice place
>3 stories, included a basement.
>friends room was the basement.
>shit was pretty cozy.
>you would walk down the stairs, turn left, and you were in his room.
>we often smoked pot and listened to music in his room.
>nice carpets, and a really cool wood that covered the walls.
>however, this was only half of the basement. Its like it wasnt completely finished.
>10 feet of living space, then another 10 feet to the wall.
>the other half of the room was covered in this.. Creepy ass floral wallpaper from the 30s.
>then, the room takes a left and it follows a slight corridor to the end of the basement. Like a big "L"
>at the end, there is a small water closet that has the units water heater, and all of the piping. No door.
>This is where the entity lived.

For years, I had heard stories from other friends who spent the night with jay in the basement at sleepovers. If you slept on the floor, you would wake up with bite marks and scratches. Next to his bed was a couch that faced down the corridor and looked directly into the water room. Friends also reported being scratched if they slept on the couch.

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>If you slept on the floor, you would wake up with bite marks and scratches.

It's called "RATS", you fucking moron.

Human teeth marks? Youre fucking retarded if you cant tell rodents are biting you.


2/3
I never believed these stories for quite some time. The basement never felt spooky, and I never saw anything, and jay never really said anything about it except the sleepover stories.
>but.
Let me tell you something about this basement. This basement is fucking black. Its advanced darkness. ALL. THE TIME.
>there was never light entering this basement, ever. Only if someone turned on a light.
>one day, we are both sitting in the basement, and suddenly his 200 pound punching bag starts swinging out of nowhere, 6 feet away from us.

what the flying fuck.

Only years after he moved out would he begin telling us horror stories of things that happened in the basement. He would tell us multiple times when hes trying to go to sleep at night, in the pure black, he would hear the punching bag start swinging like mad, and the chains rattling from the rafters. This was only mere feet from his bed. He also claimed that if his feet were too far off the end, something would grab his ankles, or something would feel like its staring over him.


>At a later time, we were sitting in the basement getting boned again.
>this was common weekend practice.
>both of his dogs are in the basement with us
>we suddenly start hearing footsteps on the level above us, and they go up the stairs to the top floor.
>jay obviously noticed it too. He turns to me and told me nobody else was home.

Be me at 17
>living in my car in colorado springs
> night time in the summer
> drivinf around looking for a chill ass spot to sleep
> find a dead end in a thickly wooded area no houses just an old church back the way I came
> park roll the front windows down an inch or so lay my seat back slightly just sorta checking the place
> pick up a book and book light and start reading to wind down for the night
> wake up an hour later my book fell from my lap to the floor
> book lights dead and no moon
> i didnt realize how dark it was tonight
> i sit up and use my left arm to prop me
> then i feel this slight click against my left arm
> pull my arm away from the door and i hear the click its getting louder
>touch the door again and i feel and hear it even more
> mfw I relize someones tuggin on mah handle
> suddenly not even a second apart i hear it try every handle going counter clockwise around my car
> four more clicks each progressivly
Louder
>turn on the car and lights roll up the windows throw that bitch in reverse and book it. Never went back
Always lock your doors only goos thing my parents ever taught me

Part 3/3 finale.

3/3
This is the one that got me. Ill remember this shit till the day I die.

>We are in the basement again listening to music.
>suddenly, we start hearing noises from around the corner
>its coming from the water closet. Banging and rattling noises.
>we get up to investigate, but dont see anything.
>a clearly defined hiss comes from the back of the room.
>what the flying fuck?
>we sit down on the couch that faces down the corridor and watch.

Jay nor I have ever heard that hissing sound from his house, and hes lived there for years.
Next to this couch on the right side was a small window that connected to a well. This was a day in december, and it recently snowed a shitload. The sun had broken through the clouds, and the snow reflected all that light down the well and through the window. The one time this basement had ever received any kind of real light. The sunlight shown across the wall, and back to the water heater room. Just enough to illuminate the wall.

>as we sat staring into the water closet, a shadow figure comes straight out of the black.
>it was on the wall, like if somebody was just standing there. Kind of like picture posted.
>a clearly defined head, shoulders, arms and hands. It cutoff at the waist, like someone was halfway hanging in the doorframe.
>I look over at jay, and hes wide eye petrified, as am I. Ive never seen a full apparition like this shit.
>we look back, and the figure is still there. It turns its head twice, then pulls back into the closet.

"Holy fuckin shit dude."


A couple years later he moved out.
After that experience, we never saw anything like it again. However, creepy footsteps, punchinbag swingins, and scratches persisted.

OP, at 1:40 PM at the main branch of the New York Public Library on Fifth Avenue, ten people witnessed a free floating, full torso, vaporous apparition. It blew books off shelves from twenty feet away and scared the socks off some poor librarian!

Op here -
Jesus fucking christ dude thats scary.

I too am from colorado. The woods around here can get really fuckin creepy at night dude.

Ill type out another quick one.

>used to have a hotboxing spot that was pretty far out of the way. People and cops never bothered us there, so we spent countless hours there even when we didnt smoke.
>it was a big ass field, with a frisbee golf course behind it. We called it spooky spot because some seriously spooky shit used to happen here.
>for example, the most hardcore ufo sighting ive ever seen, and 2 of the other friends that were with me witnessed it too.

Anyways.
> at night, this place got its name because it got fuckin spooky.
>we would see literal shadow figures walk out from the field and skirt around the parking lot.
>usually more than one. They looked like people, but you could tell they were shadows.
>they sometimes got very close to the car and then vanished.
>we also saw what looked like a man riding a horse, going balls fast, then disappear into thin air. They were both a very sickly dim white.
>all friends have seen this on different occasions, without the knowledge of anyone telling them about it.

Weird shit out here my friend.

ghostbusters.wikia.com/wiki/Full_Torso

It's true...

Again, op here. For whatever reason we have alot of really weird/spooky shit where I live.

Down by the creek where theres a big ass field and a bunch of trees, me, and entire groups of friends have seen hooded figures with arms and skeletonlike hands HAUL ASS through the fields. No legs, just a floating torso.

They go haulin off fuckin fast over the grass tips and head for the forest. Lots of stabbings and murders have happened down there. We got alot of field wraiths.

Mfw im 23 and never saw that
movie

>Lots of stabbings and murders have happened down there.

[Citation Needed]

>be OP
>do drugs
>hallucinate
>see ghosts and ufos
>forget that exists
>clog up Sup Forums with spoopy drug stories

Look up the story of jacob mcknight, lakewood colorado.

Thats just one of them.

I also had forensic pathology with the actual investigator who had the case at the time it happened. The kid was strung up in a tree. The news storys wont tell you that.

And fuckoff with your citations you faggot, they dont document that shit all over the internet for all to see when there are murders. Youve obviously never lived next to a creek.

thats called rats faggot

Wasnt on drugs for the ufo sighting

And 4 people at once seeing strange lights in the sky teleporting? I dont think so pal.

And 3 people seein the same ghost at once?

Not gonna happen faggot. Also, fuck x.
If its clogging up your child porn, gay and furry garbage, and death threads, you can leave mine, faggot.

Yep looks like a fuckin rat to me.

Morons

>they dont document that shit all over the internet for all to see when there are murders.

Literally every small town newspaper has been online for the past decade.

>Youve obviously never lived next to a creek.

What the fuck does this even mean?

>timestamp
>that file name
yeah...

You got that image off of google.

>Wasnt on drugs for the ufo sighting

This is the most unintentionally humorous thing I've read on Sup Forums in months.

>And 4 people at once seeing strange lights in the sky teleporting? I dont think so pal.

Obviously aleins.

>And 3 people seein the same ghost at once?

And no one thought to take out their phone?

>Not gonna happen faggot. Also, fuck x.

Why? Just admit you forgot it exists.

>If its clogging up your child porn, gay and furry garbage, and death threads, you can leave mine, faggot.

You forgot trap, PA, and "should I an hero" threads.

Can you at least post your dick?

>they dont document murders on the internet
>youve obviously never lived next to a creek

bump while i write my story

Elaborate on the hardcore UFO sighting, please

my mom went to a "psychic" about 6-7 years ago who i guess is supposedly well known in the community and she paid alot of money to see him. when she walked in she never said anything to the guy, but he just started listing off stuff about her personal life that he couldn't possibly have known. here is some of what he said
>your mother (my grandmother)'s spirit who passed away in late 90's lives in the house with you
>there are also 2 spirits of baby boys that follow you and live in the house
i didn't know about this until my mom told me the results of the psychic reading, but she had two miscarriages in the past. I'm still not sure if they would have been younger or older than me, idk what order it happened in
>psychic told my mom to go into my grandfather's closet and look for wheat pennies
>psychic told my mom that my grandmother wants my mother to finish her country quilt
after the psychic, my grandmother followed his suggestion and went to my grandfathers closet, and found a collection of indian wheat pennies, as well as pre-made quilt squares in a box, the quilt squares that are supposed to be combined into the final quilt

i haven't spent much time in my mother's house since i found out about this because i was living alone at college. but i recently moved back in and have noticed several occasions where something strange is happening. but it's nice to know it is just my grandmother watching us rather than something sinister.

>last week
>me and aunt are talking in the living room at night
>we are talking about grandparents and grandma
>light starts flickering on and off, staying on for minutes at a time, staying off for minutes at a time, all while the switch is in the on position
>i tell her that it is grandma flicking the lights
>she gets goosebumps and laughs hesitantly (it was her mother too)

fear and stimulus user

>it's nice to know it is just my grandmother watching us rather than something sinister.

How does it feel to know that your dead grandma watches you crank it to hentai?

the reason i'm writing this now is because i just woke up in the middle of the night after going to sleep really early
>start to walk upstairs
>i see a light coming from behind a door i usually never open
>it's a door to a miniature wine cellar that the previous owners of the house built
>i open the door and the light is on (basement light with pull down string)
>i think to myself "sorry grandma but i can't leave this light on"
>turn it off
>get on computer
>go to Sup Forums
>see spoop thread
>write my story

remember kids, ghosts and spirits aren't always negative

remember kids, your brain is a powerful bastard

what do you mean by this?

>implying i watch hentai
i watch normal porn like a normie because i am a normie for the most part. but that is something i'll have to discuss with my grandmother when i die, so that'll be interesting

>that is something i'll have to discuss with my grandmother when i die, so that'll be interesting

What if she's turned on by it and wants your dick?

What if in the afterlife she's young and hot?

There are no laws after you're dead.

we'll have to wait and see. in the meantime i'm going to keep enjoying life and improving myself. see ya Sup Forumsoys

>i'm going to keep enjoying life and improving myself.

He's going to crank it to hentai.

Lol

be mad you worthless lazy basement dwelling excuse for a samefag

>be mad you worthless lazy basement dwelling excuse for a samefag

Nope. Thanks for playing.

Sup Forums needs id's. this faggot is making me look like a dickhead. for the record this is not the user who wrote the story

>photoshopping a (You) for the sake of credibility on an anonymous website.
just fucking kill yourself please
and fuck you faggot i was 17 once too, and i was sticking up for you

>photoshopping a (You) for the sake of credibility on an anonymous website.

>Needing to be right this bad.

Sorry, user. You have lost at this round of spot-the-samefag.

dont come at me with that bullshit
you and i both know your mother is a whore and i jizzed in your socks

>you and i both know your mother is a whore and i jizzed in your socks

If they were the ones next to the bed I'm sorry to tell you that I already jizzed in them.

..at least you're honest

>find Sup Forums
>lurk Sup Forums
>lurk Sup Forums more
>become typical desensitized sadistic scumbag

That shits scary bro

>become typical desensitized sadistic scumbag

Oh, you poor edgelord.