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ImDefault wrote Alright so this will be a pretty long story, it is real, im not the best story teller, so i might lose you alittle bit. but yea

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Couple years ago, my nana died, we were really close.. I was about 15 when this happened. So.. One night, around 3am i think, i was in a deep sleep, i woke up from footsteps coming up the stairs so i was just waiting for someone to come up the stairs thinking my dad would be there, but i see my Nana, she was in the middle of the hallway, stairing at me, she had her hospital gown on, with a blue outline around her body, it was really scary, i thought i was dreaming or something, then when i got up and turned on the night, she dissappeard.. Really weird.. Fast foward a couple days later, My sister got home from school laying on the couch watching tv.. She said, she heard something in the garage, so she went to go see what it was, and when she opened the door, she heard the name "Marko" a bunch of times, like whispering to her. Then she slammed the door, and walked back to the living room, called my dad, as they were on the phone, she saw a man walking into the family room, she said the man looked bloody...
Later that week, we found out Marko died in that house a couple years before we mooved in, I miss my Nana but yea.. These are all real, pretty scary. and yea. thanks

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ahaha! Thanks man jkcscacscacas

Ill tell you a different story i was gonna say. So i think it may of been last year or the year before. So my 2 of my brothers and one of there friends stayed camping with us. So one time we went fishing and we did int know it was gonna get dark so fast and we were the only ones there. My brothers friend was telling us a scary story when we were in the woods walking back (it was dark then). After when it was basically pitch black we got to the parking lot. We started to hear noises and it was not a dear or anything like that. We felt someone following us, and we heard whispers. We were freaking out and we set off some fire works. I started to hear someone whispering something and my brother felt like someone was watching us in the bush. We all saw something pitch black run besides us. It was not a dear or anything we swear to god. But we all set off a fire work ran and got to my step dad's car. What i said wasent a scary story really but just freaky. Get ready for a scary story that is real that happened to me when i was little.

When I was born I was born with a caul.
My mom was freaked out since she heard so many stories but she soon forgot about it, atleast tried. When i was around 2 about to be 3 we lived with my grandma. An old house that long-lived it's age, but my mother tried to save money so it had to do. One day i was playing with my G.I. Joe figure and my mom heard me scream saying, "he took my toy, he took my toy!" My mom was clueless because my grandparents were working at the neighborhood Verizon Store. She thought i just was having a kid freak out, so she didn't mind and played along and said," Roderick Who Took your toy?" I said," Chris took my toy ma!" She laughed and grabbed my toy that was across the room and played with me. Years passed and she finally told me this story and i just laughed at it with her. Until I had babysitted my sisters baby (my nephew) over my grandmas (grandfather deceased and grandmother & mom shopping for Christmas), and my nephew John said," stop it you meany or I'll tell my uncle on you!" When i heard that i immediately ran towards him because i thought my grandma dog was bothering him but turned out he was sleeping on my grandparents bed, so i didn't think nothing about it. So i gave my nephew a dollar and told him we'll go shopping later on if he can calm down. My nephew of course accepted the deal and kept playing around. A couple of hours passed by and i woke up from my very comfortable nap, I heard my nephew screaming my uncle will beat you up! My uncle will beat you up!" I immediately told him to calm down and i picked him up and played with him to relieve him of this event. Months passed by and my grandmother had died from Breast Cancer and me and my mom were cleaning out the attic for my uncle that was soon to be released from prison. We went first to the attic so we can clean from top to bottom literally, i seen a old chest with piles of dust on top and it said "Woods." Since my family name is Woods I decided to open it as a gift from the past. When i opened it i seen a obituary of a young my name Chris Woods who died at the age of 12. He was a very violent person due to his terrible childhood and was murdered in my grandmothers house by a break in, this young man was my grandmothers brother. I immediately got shocked and from that day on i never visited my grandmas house and have yet seen anybody else try to visit it.

When I woke up (Home Alone everythings locked) the security alarms all went off, and I heard foot steps, couldnt sleep the rest of the night!

Alright so here's one of my many stories:

So at this time I was probably like 12. Three of my friends and I were at this park at around 11:00 PM and we were just messing around doing whatever, and we started to hear what we thought was rocks clinging against the metal bleachers..The only problem was that the park didn't have rocks, it had that cut up tire stuff instead. So we started to freak out a little but we played it cool and decided it would be best to just head home. We start biking (a little faster than normal) and as we pass this huge pile of dirt (it was for some type of construction, don't really remember). As we pass by, two guys dressed in full black jumped out from behind the pile. They appeared to be aged between 18-25 or so, and they started chasing us yelling "I'm going to kill you" and things similar to that. To state the obvious we halled ass home.. Eventually they gave up but it was pretty scary and we had to report it the police and stuff and apparently there were similar cases that related to what we said.


Another quick story was one time I was laying in bed playing Laptop and my door was open and all of the sudden it SLAMMED shut, like it was really loud. My heart skipped like 5 beats. Not too sure why it slammed to this day.

Seeing my mom naked
that's it

OrbitalGalaxy wrote When I was born I was born with a caul.
My mom was freaked out since she heard so many stories but she soon forgot about it, atleast tried. When i was around 2 about to be 3 we lived with my grandma. An old house that long-lived it's age, but my mother tried to save money so it had to do. One day i was playing with my G.I. Joe figure and my mom heard me scream saying, "he took my toy, he took my toy!" My mom was clueless because my grandparents were working at the neighborhood Verizon Store. She thought i just was having a kid freak out, so she didn't mind and played along and said," Roderick Who Took your toy?" I said," Chris took my toy ma!" She laughed and grabbed my toy that was across the room and played with me. Years passed and she finally told me this story and i just laughed at it with her. Until I had babysitted my sisters baby (my nephew) over my grandmas (grandfather deceased and grandmother & mom shopping for Christmas), and my nephew John said," stop it you meany or I'll tell my uncle on you!" When i heard that i immediately ran towards him because i thought my grandma dog was bothering him but turned out he was sleeping on my grandparents bed, so i didn't think nothing about it. So i gave my nephew a dollar and told him we'll go shopping later on if he can calm down. My nephew of course accepted the deal and kept playing around. A couple of hours passed by and i woke up from my very comfortable nap, I heard my nephew screaming my uncle will beat you up! My uncle will beat you up!" I immediately told him to calm down and i picked him up and played with him to relieve him of this event. Months passed by and my grandmother had died from Breast Cancer and me and my mom were cleaning out the attic for my uncle that was soon to be released from prison. We went first to the attic so we can clean from top to bottom literally, i seen a old chest with piles of dust on top and it said "Woods." Since my family name is Woods I decided to open it as a gift from the past. When i opened it i seen a obituary of a young my name Chris Woods who died at the age of 12. He was a very violent person due to his terrible childhood and was murdered in my grandmothers house by a break in, this young man was my grandmothers brother. I immediately got shocked and from that day on i never visited my grandmas house and have yet seen anybody else try to visit it.

The amount of detail in this story seems implausible.
Obituaries wouldn't include the information about an abusive childhood or how violent the child was, and it's not common practice to include the cause of death in an obituary if it's a violent event, short of it being in a war or a disaster.

a picture of this obituary would be nice, but I realize that it probably won't happen.

The scariest thing that happen to me, is my first car accident. Mostly because i didnt know what to do.