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          BOO! Did I scare you?

          In case I didn't, I certainly hope you've got much spookier stories to share, LCB'ers
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          Surprise us all by sharing the scariest story you ever heard of and get rewarded with some hard cold cash at your favorite online venue of your choice: Slotland or Win A Day Casino! What more can you ask for, right?

          Now lemme kickstart. Here is my favorite quite old spooky clip:

          Btw. the end quote says 'AWAKE LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN and YES, this ad went on TV during prime time... Go figure
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          Not scary but a great story...

          Back in the 1960s when my parents were a young couple, they and their friends would have EPIC Halloween parties!  One year my Dad's friend made an outhouse for his costume - complete with a working door with a cut out moon.  Unfortunately, he measured wrong and couldn't get the outhouse into the house of the couple hosting that year's party.  So, he "parked it" on their front lawn.

          As the night went on someone noticed a drunk across the street looking at the outhouse.  He was obviously very confused by what he saw!  So my father decided to play a trick on the drunk.  He exited the house from the back, walked into the front yard and entered the "potty".  He slowly inched it toward the front window and then lifted the window and reentered the house.

          Over the course of the next hour or so every party guest, men and women, went INTO the outhouse but NO ONE EVERY CAME OUT!  At least that is what the poor drunk saw.  I wonder if he went on the wagon after that epic Halloween night!!!

          I guess this was a scary story...at least it was for the drunk neighbor!

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            BOO! Did I scare you?

            In case I didn't, I certainly hope you've got much spookier stories to share, LCB'ers
            ;)

            Surprise us all by sharing the scariest story you ever heard of and get rewarded with some hard cold cash at your favorite online venue of your choice: Slotland or Win A Day Casino! What more can you ask for, right?

            Now lemme kickstart. Here is my favorite quite old spooky clip:

            Btw. the end quote says 'AWAKE LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN and YES, this ad went on TV during prime time... Go figure
            ;)

            Cheers Jack


            OMG - I absolutely leapt out of my skin (not a pretty sight ).  Jack that was horrible and I can hear you cackling when you posted that. 


            Congrats Lauriek on being the first person to enter the contest and I love your story.  The poor drunk!  Good luck to you.



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              Looks like LAURIEK will win the top prize and Jack will award himself the 2nd prize!

              Come on folks - this is FREE to enter!

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              What i'm about to share with LCB and Winaday casino is from my own personal experience and every detail really occurred.  My father took a logging job in the mountains of california  when i turned 16 so we moved to a town called North Fork its located dead center of the state. The place we moved into was built in the mid 1800,s  a real Log cabin. Almost immediately things just seemed eerie.  The Fog was dense and cold and would wrap around the property like a prison at night making it impossible  to see 5 feet in any direction.  Then came the truth about this cabin and the family that had built the home and also had passed away there along with there treasure of gold. My younger brother Jack and I  begin digging and got a metal detector hoping we would  find the gold and be rich.  This must have been what caused the spirits to stir and begin trying to scare us away.  You could here the rocking chair at night and dishes being rattled in the sink but the strangest thing these spirits did was slaughter all of our pets inside there cages for us to find .  Including our Rabbits, Peacocks,  and some chickens too.  All our vehicles broke down  and had  to be junked all within a few days of each other.    WE spent 2 1/2 months there and no we never found the gold butt we got the picture we were not suppose to ever find it.  So back to Chowchilla we all went .   


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              One Halloween night, a 16 year old girl named May and her friends, Irene, Kate, and Leslie, were out driving to a Halloween party outside of town. So, of course, they took the freeway. The car was slowing down, like it was running out of gas, but the meter said it was full. May and Leslie went to check out the engine. When they opened the hood, there was a hand. A lone bare, hand. They were so frightened they couldn't scream. Leslie reached out to touch it then IT MOVED! This time they both screamed and Irene and Kate ran out the car screaming. They said there was a man with his flesh torn and a missing hand in the back seat. The girls ran and the car was chasing them slowly. May called the her parents and Irene called 911, on their cellular phones as they ran. But when the cops and May's parents came, all four girls were soaking in blood. Not their own blood. The cops found a black gemstone, unidentified, in the driver's seat -- covered with blood. The girls went ahead to the party. The address was just a vacant lot but in that vacant lot were many bloody, black, unidentified gemstones.


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              3 years ago I just moved into a duplex where if you open up the front door, my neighbors front door was about 5 feet away and opened into their house. My neighbors were having a Halloween party and  I had been handing out candy all night to tricker-treaters.  It was just before midnight and there was a knock at my door, I thought it was too late so I ignored it then again another louder knock I answered it, but no one was there.  So I asked my neighbor (who's front door was open)  if she had knocked and where were her kids.  (I thought they were doorbell ditching me)  The kids were asleep, it wasn't her and she didn't see anyone come to my door.  While we were standing outside talking I heard another knock, but it was coming from INSIDE my house.  We both heard it so she turned down the music and everyone at the party was listening and it happened again, but louder.  She proceeds to tell me that she had lights flash on and off in her house that she knew she had turned off and once heard something or someone whisper her name when she was home alone.  Needless to say, I slept at my mothers house that night and never slept there again, I was outta there by Nov 3rd.

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              When I was a kid, my best friend and I were looking at old photos in his house. There was one of a family wedding, a group shot outside our local church. One of the men in the photo had no legs. Not like, was in a wheelchair or anything, but literally in the photo, his legs just stopped at the knee and you could see the huge old slabs of the church — they even matched perfectly with the slabs that were on either side. It was exactly the same as if you were looking at a photo and looked at the wall above his head, rather than below his knees.

              Now, I can't blame digital trickery as this photo was WAY too old for that (70s, maybe?). Maybe someone with a working knowledge of photography could explain it.

              The weird thing is that the guy in the photo (my friend's uncle) ended up with diabetes and had both legs amputated at the knee years later.
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              I found this story and it brought an really eerie feeling to me cause this is absolutely true what I am going to tell you when I was a little girl about 4 years old I was telling my mom about my great grandma her name was buboo and I remember that she always used to come and get me we would walk down a long path and then she would sit on a large tree stump she had a wand and she would turn me into rabbits and things and we would play for hours and then she would just go away again. Well my mom told me it must be a dream because she passed when I was just 2yrs old. But I was sure that I just played with her. My mom then told me when she passed she didn't know anyone the only person she recognized was me she would cry and say bring me my little kimmie and I was the only one that seemed to sooth her. I said but I know she is still her and my mom said what does great grandma look like and I told her then my mom said hang on I have some old pictures and she went and got them but this is really what happened when we looked at all the pictures my buboo was not in them. Where she was suppose to be was just a blank spot her brothers on one side and sister on the other but all the pictures my mom had she was not there my mom was really upset. about 6 months passed and I said to my mom I was crying and I said that buboo was gone and that I can not play anymore because she not coming back. But I asked my mom for my pictures so I could put them under my pillow my said no the we do not have any pictures with buboo in them but I cried and cried that I want them so my mom very upset said kimmie I will show you buboo is not in them mommy doesn't know what happened to them so she went and got them for me. But this time buboo was there she was in all the pictures my mom had. my mom was scared and didn't want me to have the picture but I still have it to this day and I say good night to my great grandma every now and then. This is a true story and to this day my mom doesn't like to talk about it. can you figure out what happened cause I do not even try any more I am just glad I have pictures for memories. 

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              winaday #1 !      as a 16 year old kid growing up in astoria queens l.i.c. n.y. there was a cemetary on the side of the B.Q.E. we called st.mikes but i heard later it may be called cavalry cemetary,there would always be newspaper articles about someone or something being found sacrificed or dead in there and the reports of devil worshippers and we found out through searching this place 5 miles wide 6 miles long out of the thousands of statues not 1 retained its head. we fashioned a bunch of weapons out of giant sticks,rocks and knives and went looking for these evil bastards and find them we did! they stood around a grave bleeding a chickens blood into it. we watched  for what semed liked an hour! "realy 5 minutes" and we were laying on the ground watching them aand finally got the guts to leave and these guys were not normal,.they wore monk robes and when they seen us start to run out they chased us all the way to fences and watched us climb out until we were gone.i think they would rather have bled  us!      dont try this at home      george  winaday account-yobaboy ..............................................             
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              This happened in a house I used to live in. I was 16 at the time. My mom and step dad were dead asleep after coming home from the bars Halloween party.  My brother and sister were both gone.  It was 2 am and I decided to get something to eat.  I didn't turn on any lights as the light from the fridge was adequate.  I was bent down looking for something when I heard my name.  I looked around thru the doorway into the living room and dining room.  No one was there. I went to my parents room and they were both passed out hard.  I forgot about being hungry and ran up to my room.  Still creeps me out

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              Sir Alan Redants was a solidly put togheter man, with a flowing moustache and healthy brown skin obtained from years of hot sun in various deserts and jungles all over the world.

              He was not easily frightened, nor did he appear to be frighteded the night he announced he was sending back the souvenir his wife had picked up from a Pharaho´s tomb on their last trip to Egypt. The momento, a piece of bone which had been fashioned into a bracelet, must go back to the tombs, he said, for it´s spirit was endangering the health of his wife, the Lady Lydia.

              That night was an experience I shall never forget. Redants had invited five of us to his country home for a little dinner party to send off two of our geologist friends. Things began to happen right after Sir Alan announced that he wanted the bone returned. "My whole household has been in chaos," Sir Alan said, "The servants complain of a ghostly figure wich wanders around at night. Dishes break for no apparent reason, and we´ve had two fires. Lady Lydia says she will take it back herself if it is not returned soon." He went on to explain that they had given the relic away three times, but the new owners had returned it because of the bad luck wich had fallen on them. Back to the tombs seemed the only solution.

              Just at that moment a slapping noise sounded and Sir Alan´s head moved to one side in a quick jerk. He put his hand to his cheek. When he took it away there was the unmistakable red print of a hand slap. Standing up, Sir Alan shook his fist in the air. He said, "Now look here, old boy, I´ve taken about all your tommyrot I am going to, I am sending you back, and there´s nothing you can do about it" We all laughed, but before the end of the meal, each guest had received the invisible hand slap!

              "Where is this bracelet?" Wetherford, the man who was to be in charge of the expedition asked. "I´m curious to see such an uncanny bit of bone." Without changing expression, Sir Alan said, "Confound it, you can´t see it. Don´t you understad--it doesn´t want to go back so it´s been traveling all over the house-- comes up in the queerest places. Last week I had a strong steel box speceally made. The bracelet is now safe in the box and the box is set into a stone deep in my chamber floor, double chained for safety."

              "Such an indestructible spirit should have no difficulty getting at a steel box," I chided, "What about the key? Hasn´t he access to it?"
              "That also is chained to my bed," Sir Alan answered. "As for getting it loose, I don´t think so, I´ve got the spirit baffled" He chuckled, "The chains have rattled several times as though someone were trying to loosen it, to no avail. The simple trut, gentlemen, is that the spirit is too much at home in my house. He resents being sent back to his own tomb!"

              Everyone laughed again. The whole scene was amusing, but later that night, we had good reason to regret the mockery.

              About the middle of the night I heard a nerve wracking scream. My room was just across the hall from Sir Alan´s and it sounded as though it had come from his room. I threw on my dressing robe hurriedly and entered the corridor. Blake and Wetherford had beat me to it and were standing there listening. "Sir Alan?" I asked. "I don´t thisn so." Wetherford replied, "it sounded more like a woman´s scream."

              At that instant, Sir Alan bolted out of his room, ignoring us an ran to Lady Lydia´s door. He tried to turn the knob, but the door was locked. He put his shoulder to it, but it was solid oak. He beckoned to us to help. By that time the other guests had awakened and we were able to break the door in. Lady Lydia lay crumpled on the floor, Sir Alan picked her up gently and Blake went to fetch a doctor.

              Before the doctor arrived, Lady Lydia regained consciousness, but she never regained her senses. She blubbered incoherently about the spirits and the Pharaohs, and for the rest of her life she was confined to her room with a strong woman to watch over her.

              Two months later, after a tempestous and tragic journey, the cursed curio was returned to the tombs from the place where it was originally taken. But the next day, the geologist in charge of the assignment and his assistant disappeared. They were found later, at separate times, roving the hot desert, insane.

              Two other guest of that ill-fated dinner have met their deaths in a vilent manner. Sir Alan is now lying across the hall from me, groaning with fever. The doctors do not expect him to last through the night.

              I am still alive, but I wish I were not. The ghost of the old Pharaoh is gone, but the memory will be with me as long as I live. One moth ago I fell from a high embankment overlooking the channel and freakishly broke both my arms and legs. My back was also broken in such a manner that I am paralized frot the hips down, I will never get up from my bed.

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              Sorry for this extremely long entry, but I had to post it because this is probably one of the scariest stories I know.  Puts you in the mood for Halloween and being spooked.

              This is a true story. Reader beware



              She was sophisticated, poised, and cultured.  In retrospect, this should have made them suspicious.  A teacher like her should be presiding over a girl’s school in London or New York, not seeking a position in a small town in Georgia.  But at the time, they were too delighted by her application to ask any questions.
              “It will be good for our daughter to learn some culture,” the attorney’s wife told the pastor’s wife.
              “And our boy may find some table manners at last,” the pastor’s wife responded with a smile.
              School was called into session in the local church shortly after the arrival of the teacher.  And soon, the children were bringing glowing reports home.  “Teacher” was special.  Teacher taught them manners and diction as well as reading, writing and arithmetic.  All the children loved teacher.
              The parents were delighted by the progress their children were making at school.  Teacher had been a real find.  A God-send, said the preacher’s wife.
              But not everyone in town was so satisfied.  The local ne-er-do well – called Smith – had more sinister stories to tell.
              “That woman ain’t natural,” he told the blacksmith, waving a bottle of whisky for emphasis.    “I seen her out in the ds after dark, dancing around a campfire and chanting in a strange language.”
              “Nonsense,” the blacksmith retorted, calmly hammering a headed iron bar on his anvil.
              “They say she’s got an altar in her room and it ain’t an altar to the Almighty,” Smith insisted, leaning forward and blowing his boozy breath into the blacksmith’s face.
              “You’re drunk,” said the blacksmith, lifting the hot iron so it barred the man from coming any closer.  “Go home and sleep it off.”
              Smith left the smithy, but he continued to talk wild about the Teacher in the weeks that followed.  During those weeks, a change gradually came over the school children.  The typical high-jinks and pranks that all children played lessened.  Their laughter died away.  And when they did misbehave, it was on a much more ominous scale than before.  Items began to disappear from houses and farms.  Expensive items like jewelry, farm tools, and money.  When children talked back to their parents, there was a hard-edge to their voices, and they did not apologize for their rudeness, even when punished.
              “And my daughter lied to me the other day,” the attorney’s wife said to the pastor’s wife in distress.  “I saw her punch her younger brother and steal an apple from him, and she denied it to my face.  She practically called me a liar!”
              “The games the children play back in the ds frighten me,” the pastor’s wife confessed.  “They chant in a strange language, and they move in such a strange manner.  Almost like a ritual dance.”
              “Could it be something they are learning at school?” asked the attorney’s wife.
              “Surely not!  Teacher is such a sweet, sophisticated lady,” said the pastor’s wife.
              But they exchanged uneasy glances.
              Smith, on the other hand, was sure.  “That teacher is turning the young’uns to the Devil, that’s what she’s doing,” he proclaimed up and down the streets of the town.
              “Don’t be ridiculous,” the preacher told him when they passed in front of the mercantile.
              “I ain’t ridiculous.  You are blind,” Smith told him.  “That teacher ought to be burned at the stake, like they burned the witches in Salem.”
              The pastor, pale with wrath, ordered Smith out of his sight.  But the ne’er-do-well’s words rang in his mind and would not be pushed away.  And the children continued to behave oddly.  Almost like they were possessed.  He would, the preacher decided reluctantly, have to look into it someday soon.
              That day came sooner than he thought.  The very next Monday, his little boy came down with a cold, and his mother kept him home from school.  When the pastor returned from his duties for a late lunch, his wife came running up to him as soon as he entered the door.  She was pale with fright.
              “I heard him chanting something over and over again in his bedroom,” she gasped.  “So I crept to the door to listen.  He was saying the Lord’s Prayer backwards!”
              The pastor gasped and clutched his Bible to his chest, as goose bumps erupted over his body.  This was positively satanic.  And there was nowhere the boy could have learned such a thing in this town, unless he learned it…at school.
              At that moment, the attorney’s wife came bursting in the door behind him.
              “Quick pastor, quick,” she cried.  “Smith is running through town with a torch, talking about burning down the school.  The children are still in class!”
              The pastor raced out of the house with the two woman at his heels.  They and the other townsfolk who followed them were met by a huge cloud of smoke coming from the direction of the church, where the school children had their lessons.  The building was already ablaze as frantic parents beat at the flames with wet sacks, or threw buckets of water from the pump into the inferno.  Smith could be heard cackling unrepentantly from the far side of the building, which was full of the screams of the trapped students and their teacher.
              The fire blazed with a supernatural kind of force, and the pastor thought he heard the sound of the Teacher laughing from within the building when it became apparent that no one could be saved.
              The church burnt for several hours, and when it was finally extinguished, there was nothing left.  Mourning parents tried to find something of their children to bury, and Smith wisely disappeared from town, his mission against the works of Satan completed.
              The teacher’s burnt body was buried deep in the ground and covered with brick tomb.  The children’s smaller bodies were interred beneath den crosses.  Of all the student’s in the school that fall, only the pastor’s small son survived.
              To this day, voices can be heard in the graveyard of at Burnt Church, chanting unintelligible words, as the school children and the teacher once chanted in the ds outside town.  Sometimes apparitions are seen, and dark walkers who roam the graveyard at night.  And they say that a brick taken from the grave of the evil teacher can set fire to objects on which they are placed.

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