Scary Ghost Stories

It?s the most wonderful time of the year
With the kids jingle-belling
And everyone telling you
Be of good cheer
It?s the most wonderful time of the year

It?s the hap-happiest season of all
With those holiday greetings
And great happy meetings
When friends come to call
It?s the hap-happiest season of all

There?ll be parties for hosting
Marshmallows for roasting
And caroling out in the snow
There?ll be scary ghost stories
And tales of the glories
Of Christmases long, long ago

It?s the most wonderful time of the year
There?ll be much mistletoe-ing
And hearts will be glowing
When loved ones are near
It?s the most wonderful time of the year


It's definitely my favorite holiday tradition. So what kind of scary ghost stories will you be telling around the Christmas tree this year?
Discuss.

 

I think scary ghost stories should be reserved for Halloween.

why around Christmas? ...I don't know..that line makes no sense

 

Where's your Christmas spirit?!

 

Past, Present, and Yet To Come

 

Mmmm... not so scary.

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vs.

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Are you saying that Michael Caine is frightening?

 

All people with British accents scare me.

edit: I see all!

 

Apparently red X's do too.

 

I see all!

 

when i asked my mom once why that line was in there she said it was probably a reference to a christmas carol

 

...a likely cover-up for the real ghost stories, I assure you.

 

Wasn't there already a scary stories thread?

That was a retorical question because there is of course already a thread about this.
Lock in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

 

I started that thread. And no one posted good stories. Because you all suck.

 

I want scary stories in here or I start banning at random by the first poster that turns up at the top each time I refresh the forum.

Think that'll scare them into posting ghost stories?

I didn't think so.

Now they're pointing and laughing at me.

 

once there was an admin named roo.

this has been a scary story.

 

Here's a classic.


The Hook
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

The reports had been on the radio all day, though she hadn't paid much attention to them. Some crazy man had escaped from the state asylum. They were calling him the Hook Man since he had lost his right arm and had it replaced with a hook. He was a killer, and everyone in the region was warned to keep watch and report anything suspicious. But this didn't interest her. She was more worried about what to wear on her date.

After several consultation calls with friends, she chose a blue outfit in the very latest style and was ready and waiting on the porch when her boyfriend came to pick her up in his car. They went to a drive-in movie with another couple, then dropped them off and went parking in the local lover's lane. The blue outfit was a hit, and she cuddled close to her boyfriend as they kissed to the sound of romantic music on the radio.

Then the announcer came on and repeated the warning she had heard that afternoon. An insane killer with a hook in place of his right hand was loose in the area. Suddenly, the dark, moonless night didn't seem so romantic to her. The lover's lane was secluded and off the beaten track. A perfect spot for a deranged mad-man to lurk, she thought, pushing her amorous boyfriend away.

"Maybe we should get out of here," she said. "That Hook Man sounds dangerous."

"Awe, c'mon babe, it's nothing," her boyfriend said, trying to get in another kiss. She pushed him away again.

"No, really. We're all alone out here. I'm scared," she said.

They argued for a moment. Then the car shook a bit, as if something?or someone?had touched it. She gave a shriek and said: "Get us out of here now!"

"Jeeze," her boyfriend said in disgust, but he turned the key and went roaring out of the lover's lane with a screeching of his tires.

They drove home in stony silence, and when they pulled into her driveway, he refused to help her out of the car. He was being so unreasonable, she fumed to herself. She opened the door indignantly and stepped into her driveway with her chin up and her lips set. Whirling around, she slammed the door as hard as she could. And then she screamed.

Her boyfriend leapt out of the car and caught her in his arms. "What is it? What's wrong?" he shouted. Then he saw it. A bloody hook hung from the handle of the passenger-side door.

 

fixed

 

Oh come on, there were some good ones.