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every year my town hosts a carnival carousels fair games Hall of Mirrors and that stupid twirly swing ride that makes you want to vomit they really pull out all the stops for this one weekend in October growing up I would get sugar sick as my mom liked to call it from all the cotton candy and funnel cakes I'd only feel the symptoms after the night was done while laying in bed clutching my prizes I ignored the pain and played back all the festivities in my head I skipped the carnival now it doesn't do anything for me anymore so imagine my dismay as my girlfriend who helps work the carnival dragged me along one night after all the crowds had left no lines she squealed I even know how to turn on the ferris wheel I tried to look excited she yanked me over to the shooting gallery and we sat down in front of a counter lined with water pistols several bullseye targets hung about 15 feet away we fired away but of course I let her win I jumped the counter and make my way over to the prize rack huge stuffed animals baseball caps and t-shirts lined the wall which one do you want I yelled back hmm she tried to look like she was making a life-altering decision I'll admit now it was kind of cute before choosing I see her without her cell phone and snap a picture of me next to the prizes I'm stuck between picking you or this stuffed octopus next to the clown head doll I'll take the octopus I rolled my eyes and reach past the clown head doll for the octopus from there she pulled me over to the carousel I watched her disappear into the engineers control room and a few seconds later the pipe organ started and the carousel cranked into motion during the ride she felt it was time for another picture I really tried to smile this time we only stayed in the hull of mirrors for a few minutes it was pitch black in there we kept bumping into the mirrors and each other of course she snapped a picture and there - the blinding flash didn't help our disorientation after the terrifying hall of mirrors situation we decided to leave she told me she was gonna go home and post pictures of the great night the next morning I got on Facebook and noticed the small album she uploaded I started reading through the comments lucky bastards carnival all to yourself nice would caught me off guard were the next comments love the photobombing clown who is that dressed up as the clown wait what I looked through the pictures again and sure enough there it is in the carousel picture there was a tall clown in the background the speed of the ride somewhat blurred his image but I could see him just standing there arms at his side's in the hall of mirrors the flash illuminated the face of a smiling clown in one mirror in the corner of the picture there was something chillingly twisted about his expression how many times did I collide into him thinking it was my girlfriend and lastly there was the picture of me standing next to the shooting gallery prize rack there he was next to the octopus I grabbed for my girlfriend I thought he was a doll the realization made me absolutely sick I was a hairs length away from him his warm breath probably grazed my skin what sort of sick delight did he get from doing this I called up my girlfriend who was still asleep and asked her if she knew the clowns that were hired for the carnival her reply made me shudder they got rid of clowns five years ago when parents complained that they were scaring the kids I was camping with my best friend in the summer of 2006 we always went to the same area about 100 miles away from our hometown camping was our thing our favorite thing to do we always brought a bunch of food drinks and equipment and one time when we woke up in the morning and came out of our tent all of our stuff was gone so from then on we would always set up a camera at night we would skim through the usually boring footage the next day honestly we never saw anything exciting and never caught anyone stealing from our sight but this one time we were watching the footage while eating breakfast and were horrified to see a guy walk into our campsite and sit in a chair that was facing our tent we watched the clock on the footage and he sat there for 20 minutes then without warning the footage showed the man get up walk over to our tent and unzip it he then climbed inside as you can imagine we were freaking out five minutes later the man climbed back out and disappeared I have no idea how we didn't wake up and I have no idea what he did while he was in the tent with us it literally makes me shiver every single time I think about it camping in Yellowstone National Park with my wife it started pouring rain unexpectedly one night and we were forced to ditch our tent and sleep in the SUV it was thundering very loudly and all of the sudden we hear a knock on the driver's side window I wasn't looking at the window when it happened and when I looked up at it I saw no one my first thought was that it was someone who needed something or needed help hesitantly I rolled the window down the rain was coming down hard and it was so dark I couldn't see anything I yelled outside hello but nobody responded and a few seconds later someone walked by my window towards the front of the car and circled around the front to the passenger side my wife flipped out and locked the door we could both see whoever it was stopped by her door and then they tried opening it I rolled my window back up and locked my side and seconds later the person vanished it was horrifying I was on summer break and went camping with my friend and his parents we went to the lake during the day and did the s'mores thing at night his parents shared a tent while my friend and I had our own I can't remember where the campsite was and I'm not really in contact with my friend anymore but 15 years later I'm assuming it wasn't the safest place to camp here's why I woke up sometime in the early morning like 3 or 4 a.m. and immediately saw a man's face looking in the tent at us he had unzipped the door just enough to stick his head inside he looked absolutely insane he had big eyes and wild hair I was so stiff from fear I literally couldn't do anything the man kept moving his head from left to right very very slowly as if it was uncontrollable I guess my friend could hear me breathing loudly or something because he woke up too he had the same reaction as me and just laid there and terror looking at this mysterious man I'm not certain how long he was sitting there looking at us but it felt like hours shaking his head back and forth at some point we heard a noise close by and so did the man he disappeared quick and a couple minutes later we got out of our tent and woke up his parents the guy was long gone I'm still afraid of camping to this day this happened to my friend Jane earlier this summer Jane lives in a bungalow a block away from Green Lake in Seattle for those of you unfamiliar Green Lake is a really popular place for running outdoor and park activities dining etc and the super busy during the summer it's common for people to be out late at night during the summer so Jane didn't think anything was amiss when she heard noises outside her house at midnight she woke up again around 3:00 a.m. but this time the noises were louder like something was hitting or tapping her house she turned on all the lights and walked around her place but didn't see anything and went back to bed she felt uneasy and didn't sleep well the rest of the night and woke up just before her alarm went off at 5:00 a.m. as she sat up in bed she looked through her open bedroom door to see a man on all fours army crawling down the hall towards her bedroom Jane screamed and as she goes to grab her phone to call 911 call me stands looks at her and says don't worry I'm leaving the man turned around and walked toward the front door she shut her bedroom door and called the police after the police arrived she discovered the man had removed all of her window screens and presumably entered her home around the time she woke up at 3:00 a.m. the police did not believe he intended to rob her since he didn't take any of her valuables the only things he did take were her car keys and her house keys that were in her purse by the front door Jane's friend a cop believes the only reason this guy was so calm is because he has likely done this before he also thinks that he had probably been watching her for some time and knew her schedule well enough to attack her when she was most defenseless whether he took her keys just to confuse her or because he intended to come back is beyond me it was not uncommon back in the day for my mom to go to the store and leave me at home to watch TV nothing bad ever happened but one time while watching TV I heard the piano downstairs start to play I just thought my mom was home but was confused because she never played the piano I went downstairs and walked into the room where the piano was there was a crazy-looking man sitting at the piano and was looking at me with a huge exaggerated smile as soon as I entered the room I was frozen and he continued to smile and play the piano he stopped suddenly but never looked away from me it was pure terror and shock I finally somehow was able to move and ran I ran out my front door which was unlocked and ran to the neighbor's house across the street the lady that lived there was very concerned and I was surprised to see her walk over to my house by herself and go inside and I was even more surprised when she came back out with the man apparently the man was her mentally disabled brother about fifty years old I never saw him again but I can remember his crazy exaggerated smile like it just happened yesterday when I was 22 I was dating a guy that lived out in the country pretty far away from where I lived it was about 60 miles out and while driving to his house one day the Sun started going down it was about 8 p.m. it was still bright enough outside to see but almost to the point where I needed my lights on as I'm driving down this long stretch of road I see something off in the distance as I came a bit closer I could see it was another car a small red Toyota it was stopped and turned kind of sideways in the opposite lane when I came closer I was horrified to see a woman lying face down in the middle of the road I came to a stop about thirty feet away and grabbed my cellphone I forgot that I didn't have any reception out here and I sat thinking of what to do for a few minutes even though there was nothing that seemed threatening about the situation I felt scared I didn't want to leave my car and I realized I had no way of providing any kind of help anyway so I decided to drive past the body and keep going and when I got to the store about 20 miles away I would get some help so I started to drive by the body very slowly going about two miles per hour and when I was sure I cleared the body I hit the gas only about five seconds go by and I look in the rearview mirror the body is now standing up in the middle of the road facing me I'm laying in bed reading with my dog at night my bedroom door is open and my room is the only room in the house with the lights on it's completely silent I took a quick glance at my dog my dog is staring out the door into pure darkness I see him slowly tilting his head to the side which he only does when he sees or hears something that seems bizarre then he slowly stands up and starts growling and snarling towards the dark hallway I start to call his name but he ignores me and his growling is becoming more and more aggressive I stand up next to him and look out the door but I can't see anything it's so dark even starts to bark I look down at him and he is definitely staring at something in the hallway I leaned down to pet him and as soon as I touch his head he stops his mouth opens and he starts panting while wagging his tail it was so unnerving I'm going to tell this story for my grandpa since he is no longer with us he told me a long time ago that he was living in Hawaii and one weekend day he was at the beach with some of his friends and a group of girls he said they were all swimming and having a great time and that he and a pretty girl had hit it off and went for a walk down the beach the stretch of beach was terribly long according to my grandpa and they walked all the way down the beach until nobody else was in sight and they eventually had to stop walking on the sand when they hit some huge rocks my grandpa says they swam out into the water and around the rocks and were amazed and excited to see a hidden area on the other side of them they swam over to the sand behind the rocks kept walking the way my grandpa put it they were walking and saw a person laying in the sand him and the girl both knew right away somehow that the person was dead the girl became scared and wanted to turn back but my grandpa kept going and she followed he says that when they got to the person they were horrified to see it was a woman covered in blood who had looked to have been stabbed many times he says at that time the woman vomited and here's the weirdest part of the story I'm not sure why he told me this but he said he briefly thought that this would be a damn good place to stab someone to death and that it was a good thing he didn't have any knives on hand he laughed after telling me that and then said they just walked away and told their friends he never told the police department and isn't sure that any of them did all right so it was summer and my two best friends and I just finished our shopping for the camping trip we were all sixteen and my friend's dad was taking us it was quite a long drive and we arrived about 4 hours after we had left we set up a couple of tents and it was already getting dark by the time we finished we made a fire in the pit and a dinner we stayed up late that night talking and my friend's dad even let the three of us drink beer we finally went to sleep after talking and screwing around for hours the next morning we woke up early and breakfast was already being made my friend's dad had told us about a waterfall he had seen a long time ago that he was sure was nearby he said he went swimming in the water below the waterfall and that it was secluded and really cool he said we would have to go on a hike to get there and I was looking forward to seeing that waterfall more than the others and I really wanted to go swimming after breakfast we changed into some hiking clothes grabbed our swim trunks and walked off into the direction of the supposed waterfall three minutes into the hike we were walking through the woods and saw a very small Shack or something like that that somebody had built it looked very old it was run down and falling apart we of course became curious and started walking over towards it that's when we saw him a clown standing in the open doorway of the shack the three of us stopped dead in our tracks and didn't know what to do what to say I can't really speak for them but at first I wanted to laugh but then terror quickly swept over me because of the realization that this was completely messed up why the hell would there be a clown out here the clown stood there like a statue and it was obvious that he was trying to scare us then he started running in our direction and we of course turned around and ran and all three of us fell and tripped over each other because of the adrenaline and how scared we were we made it back to camp and stared in the direction we had just come from but he never emerged from the trees my friend's dad said he believed us when we told him but I don't think he really did he was way too calm about it the three of us freaked out and laughed about it after a while but I think about it whenever I hang out with the two of them and we always bring it up this was nine years ago and I still think about it whenever I think of them or see a clown what the hell was he doing out there planning to kidnap or murder someone was he just sitting out there waiting for people to see him the most horrific night of my life Halloween 2010 my cousin Chris and I were roommates at the time and we had just moved in together two months before Halloween we were pretty well known in our town and wanted to throw a Halloween party at our new place we spent the day getting the party ready buying drinks and food and setting up spiderwebs and other decorations it was a pretty good time I dressed up as a mad doctor and Chris dressed up as a clown he was the life of the party and was doing ridiculous clown like things to make everyone laugh I was 18 and wasn't really used to drinking very much but at that party that night I drank a lot I started with beer but then started taking shots with people I can't really remember when people started to leave but I think it was around 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning I remember being so drunk that I couldn't move from the chair I was sitting in in the living room I was so drunk people started leaving and I didn't even notice her care I was just watching TV I kind of remember Chris telling me he was going out to buy some alcohol for some people and then I passed out the next thing I remember is waking up to Chris coming back walking through the garage door and sitting on the couch opposite of me the whole room was spinning fast and I could not keep my vision still enough to focus on anything I remember asking Chris if he bought the booze and he just shook his head no after that I just remember going in and out of consciousness my phone was ringing but I ignored it I was too drunk and tired to reach into my pocket and answer it but it kept ringing over and over and over I finally pulled it out and hit the green button on the screen yeah I said into the phone drunkenly then I heard Chris's voice say shit dude finally we were just about to leave were at jack-in-the-box do you want anything in my drunken state I didn't put it together right away but I remember looking over at Chris on the couch but the room was spinning so much I couldn't make out his face just the bright colors from his costume I then said to Chris sitting on the couch dude stop I think I'm gonna throw up stop calling me just stop he said nothing back and then I heard Chris's voice on the phone say later and he hung up i sat there for a minute barely able to think but then somehow I had a moment of clarity I realized that I heard girls in the background on the phone and then I put it together i sat up on the chair and then stood up on my feet whoever was sitting on the couch in front of me was a complete blur so I started walking over to him each step was extremely difficult I stopped in front of him squinted my eyes and put my hands on the side of my head it worked it steadied my vision and I could clearly see the older man sitting on the couch smiling at me I asked him who the hell he was and then he got up and walked past me I stood there facing the couch unable to turn around that's the last thing I remember the next thing I knew I woke up in a hospital and I felt a very different kind of drunk I asked a random nurse standing near me where I was and what the hell was going on and she told me that I had been attacked about 24 hours later I was finally thinking clearly again when I woke up Chris my sisters my parents were all in the room I asked what happened again and Chris said that he found me laying on the living room floor in a puddle of blood they were as confused as I was but I tried to tell them that I thought that it was Chris in the room with me they didn't understand but I told them there was a man there was a man in the house it was a clown six years ago I had a group of friends that always hung out together my girlfriend at the time was also a part of this group one day I get a phone call from the cops and they tell me my girlfriend is at the police station because she found a body at our friend Jessica's house she went over to Jessica's house to pick her up and found her in a pool of blood in her bedroom she was stabbed repeatedly by her boyfriend who was also a part of our group it was shocking but over time she got over seeing what she did and we moved on that is until one day I picked up her phone while she was in her backyard gardening and started looking through her photos I stumbled onto an unbelievably gruesome picture she had taken a close-up picture of Jessica before the cops picked her up her face was mangled completely I left her house immediately and took the phone to the cops it was a crazy situation I was told later that she also stole some of Jessica's jewelry from that day on I've had this disturbing feeling that she might have had something to do with jessyca's murder I was on my way home from work years ago riding the subway as I always did the subway was always packed but I had managed to find a seat this day as I was sitting there people watching I felt something stuffed in between the seat in the window I looked down and it was an envelope I pulled it out and it was sealed there was nothing written on it and I of course opened it there was a small slip of paper folded in half I pulled it out and read the single sentence printed on it I've killed 16 people back in the 60s and the 70s my family lived in Chatsworth California the town was at the foot of the Santa Susana Mountains which seemed to be a wonderful wilderness playground to all of the kids in the area Brown's Canyon Road wound up the mountains with maybe only two houses along it six or seven miles it really was a beautiful area with a stream wildflowers and live oaks and the local teens liked to party up there at night one night a bunch of teens were sitting by the stream the starlight the rippling noise of the water and the warm summer night all were made even more intense by the fact that they were stoned on LSD one of the boys leaned back on his hands where he was sitting in the dirt lost in thought he started running his hand over something behind him it was bumpy in a regular sort of way so his fingers made kind of a rhythm bum bum bum bum after a while he finally turned to see what it was he had his hand in the mouth of a decapitated girl he had been running his hands over her teeth over and over again that was the bump bump bump the poor girl had been chopped up and dumped along the stream with some dirt thrown over her and the kids were sitting on her of course they all freaked out but I heard that the kid who found her never came down from his acid trip I can't verify that part but I do know we didn't see him around that area again the entire neighborhood was spooked for quite some time in 5th grade coming back inside from recess I found a note in my desk it read I am going to kill you I showed it to my teacher and she tried getting the person who wrote it to come forward by scolding the entire class but nobody ever admitted to doing it the next day coming back from recess I found a note that said the same thing in the same handwriting the teacher tried to compare the writing with everyone in the class and she contacted my parents and the principal but nothing became of it three years later in eighth grade at a different school I was finishing up my third period gym class I went into the locker room to change back into my school clothes when I opened my locker a note fell to the floor I picked it up and read it my blood turned ice-cold as I read the same words in the same handwriting please welcome my friend Mortus media are you ready for the darkness to take control this started with my two brothers David and Luke and Luke's girlfriend Sarah all drove down to the desert to spend some time in the country this is reservation land as it were so red dirt everywhere we had some pistols and decided to go target practice we took our gear and some old targets to this place called Devil's heartbeat I had never been before but the three of them were familiar with the area it was a canyon about 200 feet deep and we stayed on one end of the canyon by the drop-offs until I left was a ravine and about 50 feet over the opposite side of the canyon rose up above us on the opposite end there were some Anasazi ruins the Navajo may disagree with historians on the Anasazi origins and departure as according to the Navajo they simply disappeared from existence leaving behind plates dishes and food and went into another dimension or some equivalent or whatever the history the Navajo do not like to wander into Anasazi ruins I never asked why figured it had something to do with disrespect or preserving history as such none of the others cared a bit about these Canyon ruins they were more interested in shooting pistols I could see old beds ladders and even cave drawings on the cliffs with my naked eye and I got this strange fixation going over me and not Navajo and felt that their rules didn't apply to me I said off down the cliffs with a rope and decided I would climb down cross the canyon floor and then climb back up this was a bad idea for a million reasons but it was like an obsession I can't explain the feeling it was like magnetism I wanted to be in those ruins and it wasn't just some touristy curiosity I felt as if I were meant to go there I kept slipping and getting stuck on the rocks I was so frustrated I started crying finally I was deterred by the unmistakable sound of a growl coming from the canyon floor below me there were trees down there so I couldn't see what was making the ground up mountain lion immediately rose to mind and I got my ass back up the cliff side I said nothing to the others and we shot the guns for a while the only other strange occurrence was that while Sara was aiming things got eerily quiet we all heard sounds from around us behind us maybe 20 feet away it was like a growl then a horse a laugh almost like a lion and then a hyena we had a clear view of the entire area and there was nothing certainly not on the cliff tops where we heard it anyway the creepiest part was the wall David Sarah and I all heard it from a close distance Luke heard the exact same noise right by his ear we ended up camping out to see if anything would happen and this is when things got completely terrifying before I was only scared of wild animals we had guns though and was sleeping with no bags nor tents just some blankets under the stars with a little fire so I felt safe when we had all laid down and I fell asleep pretty quickly I woke up a few hours later to see everyone else laying down with their eyes wide open listening the canyon was completely full of noises the only way to describe it is people banging rocks together there would be one set maybe 300 yards away then another clacking 200 yards away and then 50 feet away the canyon echoes so it was hard to tell exactly how many Rock smacking noises there were but they sounded like Morse code we listened for perhaps 10 minutes no other animal noises no nothing finally David who is a hard-ass and the least superstitious of his family shouted shut up and everything immediately stopped my heart was in my throat we just sat there and stared at each other wide-eyed it was dead quiet and then we heard another super weird set of noises from the Anasazi ruins I don't know how to explain this one either but it almost sounded like a zebra and then the rock slash stick slash whatever started up again but this was worse because now other animal noises came in we heard what sounded like wolves or coyotes barking monkey screeching owls hooting and those terrible zebra noises we said nope we got our happy little asses out of there immediately it took us maybe ten minutes to douse the fire paka blankets and speed away with the noises continuing the entire time that night I was obviously pretty shaken before I could fall asleep again my Navajo mother came and sat by me and said that she could tell I had a rough day we hadn't mentioned the creepy shit to avoid a lecture about messing around with the spirits she asked me about it and ended up spilling my guts about not seeing the canyon ruins it was something personal I felt like I wanted to go there why couldn't I go it would have been beautiful after I word vomited all over her I could see that she had a really concerned look over her face what is I asked totally confused and she explains something I had no idea about their spirits in the ruins like Talia people when they get up to the ground the spirits push them off that's why we don't go there I remained creeped out for the remainder of the visit the town has a public accessible Kiva kind of like a tourist trap for little podunk places but since I didn't see the ruins out close I went down via the Kiva and I went alone as of course my superstitious family refused to enter other natives dwellings I figured that nothing could push me off cliff if I were in a Kiva I was right but something even worse happened fast forward a few weeks later I worked at a shitty call center in Salt Lake City third shift it was my first night alone and I was feeling jumpier than ever since the Kiva my brother's already warned me that I had a skinwalker following me but I of course did not believe it I don't smoke and I follow my co-workers out for smoke breaks because I liked the chat tonight I looked in the doorway because I had this horrible cloud of dread hanging over me I was peeping out of the glass door and being a total weirdo it hit me then how paranoid I had been that's what skinwalkers do they mess around with your mind whilst I was pacing in front of the glass door I decided that this whole thing was stupid and I was going to go outside and stand there for the rest of my 10 minute break most of the smokers were already filing back in but I walked out put my hands in my pockets and looked at the sky I looked at the building mentally patting myself on the back for not being a pussy then I saw something I will never be able to have a rational explanation for we have six parking lots and one of the Lots far away from me perhaps a hundred feet away I could see something walking it was like a dog obviously but it was almost limping and walked like it were tired or hurt animal lover me forgot about skinwalkers and I started walking towards it making the come here doggy noises and then I stopped abruptly the dog had the body form of a greyhound and it was grey but there was something really wrong with it he had bloody legs and limped but it walked more like a person would on their feet in hands its butt was moving to and fro and didn't make any sense when it heard me it just stopped without turning something I've never known any dog to do and finally they looked over its shoulder at me and this is the freakiest part their dog was looking at me the way a person does it had huge eyes way too big for a greyhound and its teeth were barred as if it was considering biting me then it growled but it was like a whistle growl noises no regular animals make it almost sounded like it wanted to talk to me well that it was taunting me somehow in the middle of all of this I realized it didn't have a tail and I'd heard from all the Navajo stories that skinwalkers when they appear as animals don't have tails screw all logic and rationality I turned and jetted I didn't look back until I was inside the building and had pulled the door shut behind me and when I looked back of course it was gone when I described this to my brothers they were absolutely sure it was a skinwalker I then went through the trouble of blessing me my apartment them and their apartments I never saw the creepy bloody dog again and have ever since never slightly wanted to visit those cliff ruins I began babysitting at 13 to earn extra money to spend on horribly embarrassing things like fall away CDs I would almost always work from my father's clients he's a lawyer and get referred by word of mouth I was babysitting for one family who had a little girl of nine and a little boy of seven the parents seemed okay a tad crotchety giving me a full schedule to follow and jokingly threatening to be any boy who might mysteriously show up after they left it felt cruel for them to accuse me of even knowing a boy given that I basically looked like an overgrown baby with frizzy hair at my age almost immediately after the parents leave the little girl sings in a creepy high-pitched voice we are all alone now right Oh hue the shining soundtrack I know the little boy chimed in let's play rape looking back now I know the kid probably just heard that term on TV and knew the word was shocking and said it just for a reaction I totally bought into it at the time sputtering wide-eyed and changing the subject quickly these kids were held for the next hour I wouldn't let them watch South Park on the TV because their parents did not seem to allow their precious nine and seven year olds to watch a show like that as soon as I said no the little girl said casually oh that's fine we'll just go play PlayStation in the family room feel free to watch it out here I knew exactly what was headed I said to them that they could go watch any other TV show in the living room whilst I made them dinner the parents had left instructions to make them sandwiches I could handle that before I had even got the bread out I hear a massive crash it seems like the little girl had broken a glass tutting and pissed but ultimately with no way of punishing her I cleaned it up was the two incredibly weird kids watched with wide eyes so I dumped the broken glass into the trash and went back to making the sandwiches I'm a vegetarian so whilst the children had chicken I made a simple salad sandwich for myself just as I was finishing the little boy screamed out in what sounded like a pantomime of pain nonetheless I ran over to the couch in the living room to check on him my ankle he held dramatically flopping back into the couch while I tried to figure out how he had hurt his ankle the little girl slipped out of the room peripherally I was aware of this but didn't really pay it any mind and focused on the little boy pretending to being pain he kept saying I went to stand but it hurt too much I don't know over and over until his eyes suddenly flicked too just behind me where I could see the little girl standing with a perturbing smile on her face it was a miracle he was healed at this point I was just thinking these kids were very strange and craved attention a little too much and probably needed more parental involvement but whatever I was 13 and that $60 was only four hours away I set out the sandwiches for the two to eat at the dining table and I went to get a soda unreturned after pouring soda for both of them I realized that they hadn't taken a bite out of their sandwiches yet I asked them what they were waiting for they smiled for you to take a bite out of yours I am so glad I had a gut feeling toward on my sandwich because when I did I saw glass broken glass the broken glass that I had put in the trash I stared in horror at these two little children staring at me giving me maniacal grins I lost it shouting a you too serious at the very least you could have really injured my mouth what's wrong with you instead of crying or apologizing or pretending to be ashamed or confused these two little kids began laughing and not a childish laugh either it was a low and threatening laugh I'll never figure that noise my immediate reaction was that these kids are too young to be laughing like that I called my older sister who was 17 at the time told her over the phone what happened and cried about a little she came and took over for me we left the house with chills after the parents arrived I never babysat for those two again what I can't get past is the level of predetermination that went into sprinkling that broken glass into my sandwich and the total remorseless way that they responded to me being upset they were unlike any two kids I've ever met before or since I was a new nurse at our Hospital and had only been working there for a couple of months I had bought a patient of mine up from day surgery from the ER for an endoscopy and they called me back down and asked me to bring up her family as she didn't speak enough English to communicate and we needed her consent for a procedure after dropping them off I walked past the waiting room and headed back down the hall to the elevators I took the way back to get to the ER and all the hallways were deserted you see this used to be the pediatric wing of the hospital but it has been shut down for years and all the rooms are deserted full of broken equipment beds and just general crap as I reach the nurse's station at the t-junction between the pediatric hallway and the hallway that goes down to the elevators I saw a little girl standing across from the nurse's station further down the hall she had big pigtails and was wearing a brown dress and white shoes holding a teddy bear I thought perhaps she was a family member who had walked away from the day surgery waiting room I was concerned that she would go into one of these rooms and might get hurt or lost so I said hey little girl what are you doing you don't need to be over here you're going to get hurt and I walked around the nurse's station so that I could grab her hand and bring her back I shit you not as I got about 15 feet away from her she vanished every hair on my body stood up straight and I turned and ran like a bat out of hell to the elevator I pounded that button for what seemed like an eternity until the elevator got to the floor I was on as I go back to the ER I walked up to the nurses desk and one of the older nurses looked at me and said jeez what's wrong with you I remember babbling like an idiot as I tried to tell them what happened after listening to me for a moment or two the nurse said oh you saw the little ghost girl yeah she's been around here for years now remember replying well thanks for telling me about this before apparently the ghost has been here ever since the ER ducking in and out of patients rooms and peeking around curtains my wife worked up on the seventh floor and said that one time one nights her whole row of patients started yelling about a little girl that was running around in the rooms I guess she gets around I was working and in a hundred-year-old abandoned farmhouse several years ago my coworker and I were told to find the well for the house since they were thinking about developing the property after looking for a while we figured it might be in the old house I grabbed my flashlight and we headed in through a window that wasn't boarded up very well the place was creepy the second floor had a burn goat carcass and pentagrams drawn in ash all over the walls so that started the chills and goose bumps we eventually made our way to the basement where I almost fell into the very deep well at the end of the steps I'm not sure how deep it was but our 25 inch tape wouldn't hit the bottom anyway my curiosity was still running wild so we went searching around the basement my coworker noticed the one of the stone walls did it make it all the way up to the ceiling and it was probably a fake wall good call on his part he boosted me over the wall and I helped him climb over the first room was empty and had nothing exciting just dark wet and cold looking around there was another wall with an opening I decided to go first and I was boosted over the wall my coworker thought it would be funny to hang on to the flashlight for a while whilst I stumbled in the dark finally he tossed her over to me and that's when I began freaking out the room had chains built into the walls with wrists and ankles shackles the walls had scratch marks from nails and I'm guessing that someone tried to escape I lasted about 30 seconds in that room before I started to dash over both walls and the well right out of the win we climbed through to get into that creepy house I don't think it was just the shackles or the scratch marks that creeped me out but the ice cold chills that shot down my spine like there was something truly evil lurking in that place this is a story that I'm not supposed to be telling a family secret that I'm not supposed to know about when my grandfather was younger he became the principal of an elementary school he was in his late twenties early thirties at the time and despite being young he was a born leader he was a great principal and everyone loved him I can attest to that as I attended multiple award ceremonies for him and their respect and admiration he received was crazy there was a young boy at the school who was having behavioral issues in class and my grandfather saw the kid didn't have a lot of parental support so he called the father and had a talk with him about spending more time with his son and just a general parenting session it turned out that all the boy needed was his dad's attention and after a few weeks he was happy and was a model student whenever my grandfather would leave school late he would see the dad was playing basketball with his son after he got home from work it was one of those moments that he took pride in being able to make a difference in people's lives however not everything had such an easy solution and my grandfather found himself having to deal with an employee Stanley the janitor who was showing up for work drunk Stanley was an alcoholic with a mean streak and my grandfather tried on multiple occasions to deal with his behavior finally though Stanly one day showed up so drunk that my grandfather sent him home and called the superintendent to let him know that he was going to fire him the next morning after he sobered up he then warned them to let him deal with Stanley when he was sober because he was not a stable person as it goes in these kind of stories the superintendent was furious and decided that he was going to cost an Lea himself and fire him despite my grandfather's warning no one called my grandfather to tell him about her either so he was completely in the dark and thought that he would just deal with it in the morning Stanley was furious and went to the school that evening he searched the offices my grandfather's included and tore things apart until finally he had what he wanted he was in a blaze of fury and on his way out he saw the father and son playing basketball he walked towards them and poured something out of his trousers it was a gun he then proceeded to shoot the little boy killing him instantly the father was so upset and was crying hysterically but somehow he managed to get the gun away from Stanley and shot him my grandfather was caught at the elementary school immediately by police because there were two dead bodies the little boys and Stanley's or what was even worse was the crying from the father and him saying that he couldn't save his son it was clear that he would never forgive himself for that day my grandfather was poured aside by one of the police who would search Stanley for evidence they had found a list a hit list of people that he was going to kill and all the addresses of the people that he had received when he was searching the office is my grandfather was number one on that list so if it wasn't for that father it's likely that I would have never been able to meet my grandfather and possibly my mother and grandmother would have been killed if Stanley had been able to complete his mission to this day I get goose bumps whenever I hear that story and it's just so chilling my grandfather never uttered a single word about this after his initial recount to my mother and she made me swear to never tell him that I knew he carried the weight of that boy's death until the day he died so Stanley I'm glad we never had to meet and the u.s. stopped before you could cause more harm you

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Channel: Being Scared

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Length: 59min 59sec (3599 seconds)

Published: Sun Oct 22 2017

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