A man found his dog in the garden with a piece of dirty fur in it's mouth. A closer look proved that the fur was actually a prize rabbit belonging to the neighbours. It was very dead,but with no obvious injuries.
The man was horrified. He quickly took the rabbit inside, shampooed and blow-dried it,then snuck next door to put it in the hutch before his neighbour got home.
A few days went by and he heard nothing. Then at the weekend he was talking over the fence to his neighbour,who said a bizarre thing had happened that week. He had come home from work one night to find his prize rabbit dead in its hutch.
'Oh,no,'said the man.'How awful!'
'That's not it,'said the neighbour.'What's weird is that it had died earlier that morning and I had buried it before I left for work!'
As a woman was getting into her car,she noticed a man with a strange look on his face walking quickly towards her. She jumped into the car and drove away,but before long she saw the man was following her in another car. She panicked and drove home as quickly as she could,swerved into the driveway and screamed for her husband. Her husband ran out just as her pursuer pulled up,jumped from his car and yelled:'Lady,there's A MAN WITH A KNIFE HIDING IN YOUR BACKSEAT!'I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
'What is that red spot on my cheek?'young Ruth asked her mother one morning.'It looks like an insect bite,'her mother said.'It will go away. Just don't scratch it.'Soon the small spot grew into a small boil.'Look at it now,'Ruth said.'It's getting bigger. It's sore!''That sometimes happens,'her mother said.'It will calm down soon.'In a few days the boil was even larger.'Look at it now,'Ruth said.'It hurts and it's ugly!''We'll have the doctor look at it tomorrow,'her mother said.'Maybe it's infected.'That night Ruth took a hot bath. As she soaked herself,the boil burst,and out poured a swarm of tiny baby spiders from the eggs that had been laid in her cheek!
A young man and his wife were on a road trip to visit his mother. It was getting dark, so he decided to look for a place to stay overnight; they could finish the journey in the morning.Just off the road, they saw a small house in the woods. So they stopped to ask if a room was available to rent. An elderly man and woman came to the door. It wasn't a motel, they said, but they would be glad to have them stay as their guests. They had plenty of room and would enjoy the company.The old woman made coffee, brought out some cake, and the four of them talked for a while. Then the young couple were shown to a nice bedroom. They explained to the old couple that they wanted to pay them something for their kindness, but the old man insisted he would not accept money.The young couple got up early next morning before their hosts had awakened. On a table near the front door,they left an envelope with some money in it for the room.
In West Yorkshire, England, Elaine Sheridan was preparing to feed her three dogs from a tin of dog food when a live toad jumped out of the tin and across her kitchen floor. According to animal expert Dr Roger Meek, the toad could have survived the three months it had spent canned by shutting down its metabolism. The Sheridans kept the lucky toad as a pet and named it Buddy after the toads from the Budweiser beer commercials.I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
Two girls were staying alone one stormy night in one of their homes,when suddenly, the power went out,plunging them into darkness.While they lay in bed,they heard a noise. The braver of the girls put on her dressing gown-white,with a furry collar around the neck-and went downstairs to check what the sound was. Twenty minutes passed,and the girl upstairs in the dark got increasingly frightened. At last she heard feet coming down the hall, but she began to worry that it might not be her friend, but someone else... She decided to hide behind the door with a lamp. When the person came in she would feel for the furry gown;if she couldn't feel it,she would lash out with the lamp.The steps came closer. The door creaked open and the person was right next to her. She felt with her hand and found the fur collar. Feeling a little higher, all she felt was a STUMP where her friend's HEAD HAD BEEN!
A motorcyclist was riding one winter,wearing his jacket backwards. This method made the jacket windproof and warm. He hit some ice and fell off his bike,and was unconscious but not seriously injured. A passing motorist saw the spill and leapt out of his car to help. Seeing the biker with the backwards jacket, he was horrified,assuming the crash had twisted the man's head 180 degrees! He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
Mr Brand was elderly and poorly, and during his last days,there was nothing his wife and the doctors could do for him,except make him as comfortable as possible until he passed away. One night, Mrs Brand saw headlights speeding up the driveway to their home.'Oh no,'she thought,'I don't want visitors now,not now.'But it wasn't a car bringing a visitor. It was an old hearse with maybe a half dozen little men hanging from the sides. At least,that's what it looked like. The hearse screeched to a stop. The men jumped off and stared up at her, their eyes glowing with a soft yellow light, like cats' eyes. She watched with horror as they disappeared into a side door of her house. An instant later they were back outside, lifting something into the hearse. Then they drove off at high speed,wheels squealing,the gravel in the driveway flying in all directions. At that very moment, the nurse came in,put her hand on Mrs Brand's shoulder, and told her that her husband had died.
Marc Quinn creates works of art using an unusual choice of material-his own blood. One of his best-known pieces is a sculpture of his own head made out of his blood that has been frozen solid. He used nine pints of blood for the sculpture, which created a sensation when it was first exhibited. The life-sized blood-red head even caused some people to faint when they saw it.Unfortunately, the work is no longer with us. The sculpture was purchased by millionaire art collector Charles Saatchi, who kept it in his home in a refrigerated case. Workmen in Saatchi's home moved the freezer case,unplugging the motor that kept the freezer going. A little later, the workers noticed that a pool of liquid had formed around the floor.They opened the freezer lid, and saw to their horror that the fragile, irreplaceable work of art was now a puddle of blood.