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[Dream~Rose]

Tell us all the urban legends you have heard of, and even state your own <3

Somewhere in an underdeveloped portion of Asia, there was a lady who would wash up in a lake and swim there for hours. One day her tummy seems to be getting larger, and she realizes she's pregnant. It gets bigger and bigger, coming into what seems like the final months. 9 months pass and still, no labor. She passes out all of a sudden and is brought to a hospital in the city.

It turns out there was never any baby. Found inside her was a bunch of leeches, progressingly multiplying themselves and forming an ecosystem inside of her.

[Chaosrider]

^Damn, that creeped me out.. ok, here goes my mexican urban story |3.

This was a woman and her husband went to Mexico for vacations. Outside their motel room, the lady notices a strange-looking small doggie. She feeds it for a couple of nights and eventually she lets the dog sleep in the room with them. She falls in love with this ugly, but adorable pooch and decides to take it home at the end of their vacation.

She carries the animal in a blanket onto a bus that is taking them to the airport. The new pet is licking her face as she snuggles with it. She notices a local older man on the bus looking at her. She asks the man if he knows what possible breed of dog she has grown to love. He tells her that it's not a dog she is cuddling, but it is actually a large type of Mexican rat.

[Slutbag Attention Whore]

^hahaha heard that one before

Dunno any off the bat buuuuutttt...

There is a saying here that if a female beats a drum while she's on her period, the spirit of the goat will rape her in her sleep =O

Never happened though >>

I'll post again when I remember song more retarded stories.

[Bubbles18]

I heard about one from the Weird New Jersey books (if you ever heard of them). They call it the Atco Ghost. There's a dirt road in Atco, New Jersey (about 30 minutes from where I live) with no street lights. A little boy was playing with a ball in the road at night when he got hit by a car that was speeding down the road. They say that if you drive down the road to the third post on the right side of the road, and turn your lights off, and then on again, you can see the ghost of the boy standing in the road holding the ball he was playing with that night.

Me and my friends were going to try it one day, but other things came up, and we never got around to it. I've heard that a lot of people go down that road, and the people that live there get really mad. They will actually come out to the road with shotguns and threaten to shoot you. :shock: Since then, we've decided it would probably be a good idea not to travel down that road, even though it would be really cool.

[Chaosrider]

Ok, time to be serious

A long time ago there was a little girl named Mary. She grew very ill and fell into a deep coma. The local doctor was old and feeble and without knowing any better, he believed she was dead. He informed the family and they had a funeral and buried the poor girl alive! Mary’s family lived very close to the graveyard where she was laid to rest. The first night, Mary’s mother thought that she heard a scream coming from Mary's grave, but no one believed her. Days later, Mary's mother convinced the family to dig up her grave. When they did, they found Mary dead, but they also saw scratches on the top of the coffin and Mary's fingernails were bloody from her efforts to escape the grave.

Now if you follow these instructions, you may be able to see Mary for yourself. At midnight on Friday the 13th, turn off all the lights in your house. Go to the bathroom and turn on the water in the shower and the sink. Flush the toilet, look into the mirror and say “Bloody Mary” 5 times. She will appear in mirror. You need to hurry and turn on the light or she will stab you in the back.




















BOO

[Dream~Rose]

^^^^^ DAMMIT D<

They hurt her..

About six years ago in Indiana, Carmen Winstead was pushed down a sewer opening by five girls in her school, trying to embarrass her in front of her school during a fire drill. When she didn't submerge, the police were called. They went down and brought up 17-year-old Carmen Winstead's body, with her neck broken from hitting the ladder, then the concrete at the bottom. The girls told everyone she fell... They believed them.

FACT: About over 9 months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post and didn't repost it. When he went to take a shower, he heard laughter, started freaking out, and ran to his computer to repost it. He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, but five hours later, his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone. A few hours later, the police found him in the sewer, with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off.

Even Google her name - you'll find this to be true.

If you don't repost this saying "They hurt her," then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower, or when you go to sleep, you'll wake up in the sewer, in the dark, then Carmen will come and kill you.


MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ect..

[Chaosrider]

^Awesome, but isn't scary for me |3

I think i'll keep telling creepy stories after all >3

Once there was a beautiful young girl who lived in a small town just south of Farmersburg. Her parents had to go to town for a while, so they left their daughter home alone, but protected by her dog, which was a very large collie. The parents told the girl to lock all the windows and doors after they had left. And at about 8:00pm the parents went to town. So doing what she was told the girl shut and locked evey window and every door. But there was one window in the basement that would not close completely.

Trying as best as she could she finally got the window shut, but it would not lock. So she left the window, and went back upstairs. But just to make sure that no one could get in, she put the dead-bolt lock on the basment door.

Then she sat down had some dinner and decided to go to sleep for the night. Settling down to sleep at about 12-:-00 she snuggled up with the dog and fell asleep.

But at one point, she suddenly woke up. She turned and looked at the clock...it was 2-:-30. She snuggled down again wondering what had woken her.....when she heard a noise. It was a dripping sound. She thought that she had left the water running, and now it was dripping into the drain of her sink. So thinking it was no big deal she decided to go back to sleep.

But she felt nervous so she reached her hand over the edge of her bed, and let the dog lick her hand to feel safe, knowing he would protect her. Again at about 3:45 she woke up hearing dripping. She was slightly angry now but went back to sleep anyway. Again she reached down and let the dog lick her hand. Then she fell back to sleep.

At 6:52 the girl decided that she had had enough...she got up just in time to see her parents were pulling up to the house. "Good,"she thought. "Now somebody can fix the sink...'cause I know I didn't leave it running." She walked to the bathroom and there was the collie dog, skinned and hung up on the curtain rod. The noise she heard was its blood dripping into a puddle on the floor. The girl screamed and ran to her bedroom to get a weapon, in case someone was still in the house.....and there on the floor, next to her bed she saw a small note, written in blood, saying: HUMANS CAN LICK TOO MY BEAUTIFUL.

[Dream~Rose]

^^^^^ damn wut movie that be from..

This gif is more lulz tho






Also, a dear friend who left and died on the internets showed me her diary...this is perhaps true...

"There's a finger coming out of my navel .. it's a tiny, cold and nailess finger I believed to be an index. I felt no pain and there was apparently no extension of the hand inside of me ..

The first day I discovered it I was all dizzy and sick of fear .. it appears motionless, dead .. and lays grossly there. The following day it started moving .. trembling .. it gained life and that caused me so much pain I had to take Paracetamol several times .. All this just gave me the feeling of a pregnancy I have never experienced ..
I broke up with my boyfriend and was extremely paranoid of what all this could be.The finger responds to to me touching it with tiny, nervous movements .. and it gets bigger and taller day after day. This is just .. insane ..
My periods got irregular and stopped after a couple of months .. and my overall health just got bad to worse .. it was consuming me ..
First I believed it was a female finger, but then after a while it just got manly and lost all that angelic, innocent appearance it used to have the first day.
One day I decided to get rid of this parasite finger, even though I enjoyed its existence for a while .. but it just turned my entire life into a living hell .. I took a deep breath .. closed my eyes .. grabbed it with both hands and pulled with all what's left of my strength ..what followed left me in total awe: blood rushed into the finger, which became all hot and stiff .. with mixed feelings I realized it was the first erection I've ever experienced in my life .. it was a penis."

[Chaosrider]

^ You win me with that one

One day, on their regular route home from school, a school bus full of children was crossing over the railroad tracks on their way to the next stop when something went wrong and the bus stalled straddling the tracks. As the driver struggled to restart the bus, the train alarm signal started to sound and the children saw a speeding locomotive coming quickly toward them. By the time the driver opened the doors and evacuate the children, the train had arrived, and the children’s screams were drowned out by the screaming whistle and brakes of the deadly train. None of the children on the schoolbus survived that horrible accident.

A few years later, a man was driving down the same road and stalled on the tracks, in much the same way as the bus full of children. Again, the driver struggled as the alarm started to sound, the lights began to blink and the guard bars lowered in front and behind the man’s passive car. Just before impact, the driver could feel the train bearing down on him. He ceased to struggle and squeezed his eyes shut, anticipating the explosive collision. Suddenly it was as if time stood still and everything became quiet. He felt his car somehow move and it was as if he was being pushed to safety, guided off the tracks by an unknown force. When he and his car were out of danger from the oncoming train, suddenly sound and time came back to life and the locomotive barreled past him, just inches from the bumper of his vehicle.

To this day if you put your car in neutral on those tracks and sprinkle some baby powder on the back bumper of your car the children from the bus accident will push youyou’re your car to safety off of the railroad tracks where they met their untimely fate. You will see small hand prints in the powder of the ghosts of the poor children who died that day.

[Dream~Rose]

It’s a simple enough thing. It’s all a part of the body’s sleep processes. Sleep Paralysis, right? No big deal, really. Your body produces a chemical that paralyzes your body during R.E.M sleep to prevent you from hurting yourself by thrashing about during your dreams. No big deal.
Okay, so, you opened your eyes and you can’t move your body. It’s the chemicals. Oh, you can keep trying to wriggle those toes, but it’s not happening. Forget it. Just relax. It’ll go away. It’s fine. It’s normal.
Oh, now there’s something pressing on your chest, real hard, it’s making it hard to breath. It’s heavy, so very heavy, whatever’s on your chest. Chemicals. It’s all chemicals. Stop trying to scream, it won’t work. Your throat muscles are paralyzed too. You still can’t breath.
You are staring at a blank ceiling, you can’t stare anywhere else. Shadows flit across your vision, forming shapes you try not to think about. A clawed hand, a flash of jagged, shadowy teeth. All images from your subconscious. A face forming above yours, leering through black void eyes. You think you
hear sibilant whispering. Angry hissing, like a snake that’s been disturbed.
Suddenly, a sharp white light briefly flares in the room as a car pulls down the street, dispelling the shadows. The weight is gone. You can breath, your hands clench sheets.
You feel an eternity has passed by but it was all the work of a moment. You wriggle, just to prove to yourself you can. You sit up, take a deep breath and then laugh a little at yourself. Sleep Paralysis. Stupid.
You turn to shake your spouse awake, eager to share your experience. You feel paralyzed again, but it has nothing to do with Sleep Paralysis. You stare at the blood, the jagged wound in her throat, her wide, staring eyes, mouth opened in soundless scream.
You survived your Old Hag Syndrome.
She didn’t.

[Chaosrider]

A man was driving home from a country-club dance late one Saturday night. Out of the corner of his eye appeared a lovely young girl, dressed in the sheerest of evening gowns, beckoning him for a lift. He jammed on his brakes, and motioned her to climb into the back seat of his sedan. "All cluttered up with golf clubs and bags up here in front," he explained. "But what on earth is a youngster like you doing out here all alone at this time of night?"

"It's too long a story to tell you now," said the girl. Her voice was sweet and somewhat shrill -- like the tinkling of sleigh bells. "Please, please take me home. My car broke down a few miles back and I have been trying to get help for the longest time. I live up the road about 5 miles. I do hope it's not too far out of your way."

He drove rapidly to her destination, and as he pulled up before the house, he said, "Here we are," and turned around. The back seat was empty.

"What the devil?" he muttered to himself. The girl couldn't possibly have fallen from the car. Nor could she simply have vanished. He rang insistently on the house bell, confused as he had never been before. At long last the door opened. A gray-haired, very tired-looking man peered out at him. "I can't tell you what an amazing thing has happened," began the doctor. "A young girl gave me this address a while back. I drove her here and . . ."

"Yes, yes, I know," said the man wearily. "This has happened several other Saturday evenings in the past month. That young girl, sir, was my daughter. She was killed in a car accident in the spot where you picked her up two years ago.

Mwahahahaha

[Dream~Rose]

“Daddy, I had a bad dream.” You blink your eyes and pull up on your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness—it’s 3:23.

“Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?”

“No, Daddy.”

The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully. You can barely make out your daughter’s pale form in the darkness of your room.

“Why not sweetie?”

“Because in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing wearing Mommy’s skin sat up.” For a moment, you feel paralyzed; you can’t take your eyes off of your daughter. The covers behind you begin to shift.

[Chaosrider]

There once was a girl who always wore a scarf around her neck no matter what time of year it was. One day while out on a date with her boyfriend, he said to her "Take off your scarf." She replied, "No, I will take it off when the time is right."

Years went by and the couple became engaged to be married. On their wedding night, her new husband again said to her, "We are married now so you can take off your scarf." Again she said, "No, I will take it off when the time is right."

More time passed and the young couple grew old together. The old woman lay on her death bed and addressed her weeping husband kneeling by her side. "I'm so sorry to keep this secret from you for so long. Take off my scarf and you'll see why I've always had it on."

Her husband took the end of the scarf in his hand and slowly removed it from her neck. Horrified, he watched his wife's head roll off the bed and across the floor. She'd been wearing the scarf to keep her head on!

[Dream~Rose]

^^^ DO A BARREL ROLL




In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were telling the tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for a favor: could she deliver the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed.

She started out to deliver the message, when she turned around to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human flesh for sale.

And what was in the envelope? “This is the last one I am sending you today.”

[Chaosrider]

^ USE THE BOOST TO GET THRO!

There is a legend about Druid Ridge Cemetery in Baltimore, Maryland. It is locally well-known for it being the former home of a statue known as Black Aggie.

In the early part of the century, there was a woman named Aggie, who was a nurse working at a hospital. She was congenial and well-liked, but it seemed that patients under her care always seemed to die. Superstition grew, and she was put to death, which turned out to be a mistake when she was discovered innocent the very next day. A communal feeling of guilt spread, so a statue was put in Druid Ridge Cemetery in her honor. This became the second mistake, when strange occurrences started happening.

Legend has it that if you stand before it at the stroke of midnight, you will be struck blind by the statue's red glowing eyes. People were even found dead in front of it, including a pledge from a local fraternity.

Another rumor is that pregnant women who walked in the figure's shadow (where oddly, the grass never grew) would suffer miscarriages. People would gather at the graveyard at night, which became a frequent problem.

All of this finally came to a climax one morning when the cemetery employees walked into work only to find Black Aggie with one of her arms sawed off. Upon investigating this, the arm of the statue and a saw were found in the backseat of a worker's car. The man was brought to trial, and he claimed Black Aggie cut off one of her arms and had given it to him in a fit of grief. Some people believed the ironic story, but it wasn't enough for the court. He was found guilty.

Eventually the statue was removed from Druid Ridge Cemetery, and was donated to a Baltimore museum. It was never displayed however, and resided in the basement. Occasionally, people still congregate at the cemetery in pursuit of truth in the legend, but it is no longer the location of fraternity stunts.....