Tell a scary story!

I used to have a cat called Gizmo. Gizmo was very friendly and when he fell asleep and woke up to everybody else asleep, he would scratch on my door and I would take him to bed.

I have a fluffy dressing gown that I would spread on the bed and he would sleep on it, he loved it.

One day, he had a heart attack & passed away and I was really upset, we buried him in the yard.

That night, I closed my door and spread my dressing gown on the bed, as a reminder of him. I woke up at about 2:00am to hear scratching on my door...

I miss him so much...
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(This is a story my friend told me)

A girl got a china doll for her birthday, she really didn't like it so she4 put it in the basement. That night she went to bed but then she heard "China doll, China doll in the basement. China doll, China doll up the stairs, China doll, China doll in your parents room. Now they're dead". the next morning she went into her parents room and saw they were dead, so her and her brother went to their funeral. The next night she went to bed and hear it again "China doll, China doll in the basement. China doll, China doll up the stairs, China doll, China doll in your parent's room. China doll, China Doll in your brother's room now he's dead" and so the next day she found her brother dead. She went to his funeral. The next night she went to bed and heard once again. "China doll, China doll up the stairs, China doll, China doll in your parent's room. China doll, China Doll in your brother's room now he's dead, China doll, China Doll in your room" and so she woke up to see the doll on her bed and the dolls face fell off to show some weird scary face "Now your dead" it said. and she died.
My friends told me one similar;

A boy was telling scary stories with his friends, his favorite was a story about a boy who lived in the basement and would kill people. His name was Karl.
That night he heard a whisper... "killer Karl is In the basement..." He was freaked out but thought nothing of it.
The next night..."killer Karl is in the Kitchen..." again, freaked out but he dismissed it as his brother playing tricks.
the third night..."Killer Karl is on the stairs..." This time the boy was really scared so he told his parents, they told him he was being silly.
The fourth night..."killer Karl is on the landing..." The boy was frantic, but he wasn't allowed out of his room.
The fifth night... "killer Karl is outside your door..." The boy was scared half to death but he remained in his bed.
The sixth night... the boy heard a knocking all night... then a creak like the door was opened... He screamed in terror and his parents came in, they were furious.
The seventh night... "killer Karl is at your bed... open your eyes!!!! He did... and never opened them again...
 
I used to have a cat called Gizmo. Gizmo was very friendly and when he fell asleep and woke up to everybody else asleep, he would scratch on my door and I would take him to bed.

I have a fluffy dressing gown that I would spread on the bed and he would sleep on it, he loved it.

One day, he had a heart attack & passed away and I was really upset, we buried him in the yard.

That night, I closed my door and spread my dressing gown on the bed, as a reminder of him. I woke up at about 2:00am to hear scratching on my door...

I miss him so much...
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Are you trying to make me cry :( gosh dang I miss my duckling now
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My friends told me one similar;

A boy was telling scary stories with his friends, his favorite was a story about a boy who lived in the basement and would kill people. His name was Karl.
That night he heard a whisper... "killer Karl is In the basement..." He was freaked out but thought nothing of it.
The next night..."killer Karl is in the Kitchen..." again, freaked out but he dismissed it as his brother playing tricks.
the third night..."Killer Karl is on the stairs..." This time the boy was really scared so he told his parents, they told him he was being silly.
The fourth night..."killer Karl is on the landing..." The boy was frantic, but he wasn't allowed out of his room.
The fifth night... "killer Karl is outside your door..." The boy was scared half to death but he remained in his bed.
The sixth night... the boy heard a knocking all night... then a creak like the door was opened... He screamed in terror and his parents came in, they were furious.
The seventh night... "killer Karl is at your bed... open your eyes!!!! He did... and never opened them again...


My uncles name is Karl but with a C in steed of a K. I can see him doing that
 
I used to have a cat called Gizmo. Gizmo was very friendly and when he fell asleep and woke up to everybody else asleep, he would scratch on my door and I would take him to bed.

I have a fluffy dressing gown that I would spread on the bed and he would sleep on it, he loved it.

One day, he had a heart attack & passed away and I was really upset, we buried him in the yard.

That night, I closed my door and spread my dressing gown on the bed, as a reminder of him. I woke up at about 2:00am to hear scratching on my door...

I miss him so much...
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Are you trying to make me cry :( gosh dang I miss my duckling now
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OMG i'm so sorry!!
 
My friends told me one similar;

A boy was telling scary stories with his friends, his favorite was a story about a boy who lived in the basement and would kill people. His name was Karl.
That night he heard a whisper... "killer Karl is In the basement..." He was freaked out but thought nothing of it.
The next night..."killer Karl is in the Kitchen..." again, freaked out but he dismissed it as his brother playing tricks.
the third night..."Killer Karl is on the stairs..." This time the boy was really scared so he told his parents, they told him he was being silly.
The fourth night..."killer Karl is on the landing..." The boy was frantic, but he wasn't allowed out of his room.
The fifth night... "killer Karl is outside your door..." The boy was scared half to death but he remained in his bed.
The sixth night... the boy heard a knocking all night... then a creak like the door was opened... He screamed in terror and his parents came in, they were furious.
The seventh night... "killer Karl is at your bed... open your eyes!!!! He did... and never opened them again...


My uncles name is Karl but with a C in steed of a K. I can see him doing that
xD ok i'm kinda scared now
 
My friends told me one similar;

A boy was telling scary stories with his friends, his favorite was a story about a boy who lived in the basement and would kill people. His name was Karl.
That night he heard a whisper... "killer Karl is In the basement..." He was freaked out but thought nothing of it.
The next night..."killer Karl is in the Kitchen..." again, freaked out but he dismissed it as his brother playing tricks.
the third night..."Killer Karl is on the stairs..." This time the boy was really scared so he told his parents, they told him he was being silly.
The fourth night..."killer Karl is on the landing..." The boy was frantic, but he wasn't allowed out of his room.
The fifth night... "killer Karl is outside your door..." The boy was scared half to death but he remained in his bed.
The sixth night... the boy heard a knocking all night... then a creak like the door was opened... He screamed in terror and his parents came in, they were furious.
The seventh night... "killer Karl is at your bed... open your eyes!!!! He did... and never opened them again...


My uncles name is Karl but with a C in steed of a K. I can see him doing that


xD ok i'm kinda scared now

Ha ha xD yeah I am kinda scared to ha ha.
 

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