The Official SCARY STORIES Thread! Be prepared to be CREEPED OUT!
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Yay I Made U Die Of Fright!!!
hhmmm... we need a good scare on here from me...
June 3rd, 1999
A baby lies in its wake. The parents stand over its crib, thinking of a name for her. "This baby girl, we must name her by the end of this dawn. I believe that we shall call her... Faith?" The woman standing beside of the man that said this, the baby's father, gasped. "But Joe... we musn't...!" The woman, the child's mother, protests. But it is decided. The child is now christened... Faith.
I'll continue later, that was just my prologue.
June 3rd, 1999
A baby lies in its wake. The parents stand over its crib, thinking of a name for her. "This baby girl, we must name her by the end of this dawn. I believe that we shall call her... Faith?" The woman standing beside of the man that said this, the baby's father, gasped. "But Joe... we musn't...!" The woman, the child's mother, protests. But it is decided. The child is now christened... Faith.
I'll continue later, that was just my prologue.
cant u continue now?
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I will... just give me a moment to think. A good scary story takes time.
....You of all BYCers should know that.
I will... just give me a moment to think. A good scary story takes time.
....You of all BYCers should know that.
so was mine a good story? tell me honestly, if it sucked i want to know.
EE lover
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hhmmm... we need a good scare on here from me...
June 3rd, 1999
A baby lies in its wake. The parents stand over its crib, thinking of a name for her. "This baby girl, we must name her by the end of this dawn. I believe that we shall call her... Faith?" The woman standing beside of the man that said this, the baby's father, gasped. "But Joe... we musn't...!" The woman, the child's mother, protests. But it is decided. The child is now christened... Faith.
I'll continue later, that was just my prologue.
June 4th, 2012
A single figure looms over the desolate landscape. Long black hair, down her back, flows behind her. If it weren't for the blood spatter gleaming all over her, she very well would look like an innocent teenager. But she isn't, and never was. She is Faith. She looks at the death she has caused, and smiles. She recalls the moments in her life that made her love her life so much.
At age three, a little girl with black hair sits. She sees the people, trying to make everyone happy, busying around as if their lives are important. But Faith knows better. They try to get her to play with the other children, and she blatantly refuses. She says the first word that ever escaped from her lips, 'Death'. She smiles at this development, ready for anything. Her smile knows better than to be a happy smile. Her smile was Faith's smile.
And Faith and her smile continued to sit there, scaring off anyone and everyone who dared to come close enough to see.
:hhmmm... we need a good scare on here from me...
June 3rd, 1999
A baby lies in its wake. The parents stand over its crib, thinking of a name for her. "This baby girl, we must name her by the end of this dawn. I believe that we shall call her... Faith?" The woman standing beside of the man that said this, the baby's father, gasped. "But Joe... we musn't...!" The woman, the child's mother, protests. But it is decided. The child is now christened... Faith.
I'll continue later, that was just my prologue.
June 4th, 2012
A single figure looms over the desolate landscape. Long black hair, down her back, flows behind her. If it weren't for the blood spatter gleaming all over her, she very well would look like an innocent teenager. But she isn't, and never was. She is Faith. She looks at the death she has caused, and smiles. She recalls the moments in her life that made her love her life so much.
At age three, a little girl with black hair sits. She sees the people, trying to make everyone happy, busying around as if their lives are important. But Faith knows better. They try to get her to play with the other children, and she blatantly refuses. She says the first word that ever escaped from her lips, 'Death'. She smiles at this development, ready for anything. Her smile knows better than to be a happy smile. Her smile was Faith's smile.
And Faith and her smile continued to sit there, scaring off anyone and everyone who dared to come close enough to see.
is that all? cuz its starting to get creepy. i wanna more!
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Not all, but I need time to think.
Not all, but I need time to think.
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