Scary Story? the one who can tell the scarest story will get best answer?

Question

can you tell me a scary story? the one who can tell the scariest story will get best answer.

Answer 1

Last year, When i tried to go to sleep almost every I used to see random scary faces and on the night before my Bday I heard a voice and a gargoyle type monster that said "Mooa" and I felt almost paralyzed for a few seconds. Obviously I knew if demons knew a language it would be latin right? So I searched in the internet as soon as i woke up the next day and search for the latin dictionary. The word that the "demon" said had to have started with the letter M so I searched the M section and the only word similiar to what the thing said was "Mox" it's with a silent x, I was spooked almost like whoa because that word meant SOON. creepy. P.S. I was mentally messed up and always thinking about the devil, demons and stuff like that. Now, I never think about that and never see demons. True story.  

Answer 2

One night, these kids were coming home from a party and there was a cemetery about one block away from home. One kid was telling the others about a local legend. If you go and stand on the grave for ten seconds and stab a knife into it, that a hand will grab you and pull you into the grave with the corpse. One girl was brave enough to do it for $20.00. She got a knife, walked to a grave, stood on it, and stabbed the knife into it. Suddenly, her leg felt heavy and she tried to pick it up -- but something was grabbing HER! She was yelling and crying for help, but her friends thought she was kidding, so they just left. The next day, they found out that she had died, of fright. She thought that somebody was grabbing her, but the knife she was using had pierced her pants and held her there.  

Answer 3

yesterday at about midnight these two guys were walking in opposite directions and then i guess they bumped into each other and they were like sorry oh sorry and stuff like that, then my mom was looking at them through this one window then the one native guy was walking down the street then my mom hurried to see who the other guy was and she went to the other window and he was gone :S... he was coming up the street but he disappeared, as soon as my mom went to the other window... but the native guy was still in view.  

Answer 4

Michael Jackson sharing a bed with your children! Sh*t now I scared myself!!!!

Answer 5

Ok, well...when I was 11, my grandmother passed away.  She was like a second mother to me and my sister as she lived with us and babysat us very often.  I was obviously very sad when she passed.  After a couple of months, I decided to switch my bedroom with hers.  The first night I was in that room, before I fell asleep, I saw my grandmother standing at the end of my bed, looking like she always did- bath robe and curlers in her hair.  She was smiling at me, however when she realized that I was scared, she just...disappeared.  The next day I thought that I had dreamt this, however, my sister who was in the opposite room, told me that she heard me speaking at night and shuffling through papers.  Even though I never remembered doing these things, I looked around my bedroom and saw that my papers on my desk were all strewn about- not the way I had left them the night before!!!