urban legend
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Horrors of childhood
With all the goings on in the world today I just wanted to share a story that actually happened to me. We always wonder what if’s with our children, and that makes us worry more each day, doesn’t matter what color you are each parent has the same fears. I know I did when my kids where growing up and now I still worry about them as I do with my grandsons. But this isn’t a story about them, its a story about me when I was 7 years old and how if not for me being a little scared I could’ve been kidnapped. The year was 1983 summer was in full swing my parents and grandparents decided to take the family to California and go to Walt Disney world. We rode rides, ate food, amd saw famous Disney characters. It was a dream come true for any child who loved not only cartoons but the characters as well, now being the early 80’s kids would run around and not worry what would happen to them as long as they were in eyeshot of their parents, and the parents weren’t all to keen to keep track of you if they were busy doing something else. Now I did forget to mention I am the second child of three my brother being the youngest, he was 4 and my sister was 10. We just got done seeing tigger we all were so happy and excited, then pooh came around the corner my siblings ran to him but I saw the white rabbit. Let me say that again THE WHITE RABBIT from Alice in wonderland, now I have seen the movie and the white rabbit was my favorite character at the time. So as my family went to see Pooh I went to see the white rabbit and boy was I in for a surprise, now after what happened I told my mom who I thought would at least believe me,but then again I was always making stuff up to her I had a very imaginative mind so if you believe me or not is not up to debate I know what happened and I will never forget it. I ran to the white rabbit and told him he was my favorite character he was so happy he hugged me, now I don’t know if characters are supposed to talk? Being in those big costumes if they talked it would ruin the illusion of the character, right? Well what I heard come from the white rabbit scared me senseless, as I hugged him he said “I am going to kill you” now me being 7 I was like what?! But he repeated what he said, now I know I had to get away I turned and saw my parents and ran to them as fast as I could. Once I got to my mom I told her the white rabbit said he was going to kill me she laughed it off and said no he isn’t but when I tried to find him he was gone. Sure the 70’s and 80’s kids did a lot of stupid stuff as kids will, but not one day has passed that what would of happened if he did kill me? I am not saying not to go to amusement parks but if they come to you saying something wild don’t brush it off cause you never know what may happen?
By Jason Sellers6 years ago in Horror
Las Mujeres de la Palmera
I drive for a living. More often than not, I'll travel at night. The roads are empty, the sun isn't roasting my skin, and the winds blow with a pleasant gentleness that makes you want to roll your windows down and cruise. I've seen nearly every corner of this country from Oregon to SoCal, New York to the tip of Florida.
By TheSilentSheepdog6 years ago in Horror
Top 9 Japanese Urban Legends that will keep you up all NIGHT!!
So before I jump into the stories, there will some pictures that I might try and translate into Romaji which you can able to google on what they mean, since I can't fully translate Japanese. Anywho, lets get into the stories!
By Ms. Thomas6 years ago in Horror
You’ll Never Catch the Bunny Man!
The twenty-second hour stuck in the air like the lingering darkness surrounding the perimeter of the neglected woods of Fairfax County, Virginia. Martin exhaled, his heavy breath hung frozen in the air momentarily before dissipating into the yawning darkness. A nearby car door closed and a voice came to him.
By Alder Strauss6 years ago in Horror
The Legend Of The Ice Mole
The Breaking of the Ice Mole That mole has hid in that mountain for almost ten centuries. He’s been drinking the stale blood from everyone that enters his fens. The warrens of despair are just one of the ways to expire in his clutch. The tick tock of your thoughts is another as you traverse the pitch blackness of his cavern. It is there you will hear the troubled waters down of his fetid river. Where worms make up the river bank. Where the undulating current is created by their wiggle. I see the terror in my dreams. He started digging long ago, after a tryst he can barely remember. He promised to hold her in his thoughts forever and side with her wishes until he died. That was more than 900 years ago and since then he has trudged on making life miserable for the adventurers down in the valley. It is true, the king wronged him. Kept his daughter from the mole, then lied about it. Their story is one of the cruelty of power, the frailty of fathers.
By Jordan J Hall6 years ago in Horror
Tunnel No. 33
Everybody knows about Shimla, Its beauty and the mountains attract a ton of tourists each year. When a 13-year-old Anjali's father told her that they'll be going to Shimla for vacation, she was filled with happiness and was very excited about the trip. Anjali and her family started their journey to Shimla the very next day. When they reached there, they enjoyed it a lot for the first two days but on the third day, Anjali's parents decided that they should take a trip to India's well-renowned Swollen district which was near Shimla, so they took the only train that used to travel from Shimla to swollen on that same day in the evening.
By Presley Pereira6 years ago in Horror
Short Nightmares
I start to whistle a tune as I lock the shop behind me. "Woah. Don't do that." "What? Lock the shop?" "No dumbass." My coworker says to me. "Whistle at night." The expression on my face lets him know I think he is crazy before I burst into laughter.
By Michael Crone6 years ago in Horror
Beneath
There’s a man who lives beneath the streets. People say you can’t be sure about such things, but I am, I know he’s there. And it must be the streets, it must be, there’s just nowhere else to hide. No secret places, no escape from the village of Greendale. Quaint two-story houses, with useless empty backyards; corner shops with abhorrent prices; sprawling flat fields, filled with ankle-high grass. Nothing else to use but the streets. I can see him, twisting under the manhole covers and mashing through the slender pipes beneath, to reach into our lives. No need to creep in the night or slink past the residents of Greendale during the day. He watches us, always.
By Griffen Helm6 years ago in Horror
Horrors of Poveglia Island
Poveglia Island near Venice, Italy may seem like a beautiful attraction perfect for tourism with breath taking scenic views, however a very dark illuminating history is layered within it's grounds making it known as a notorious island of death.
By Erica Rose6 years ago in Horror
