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On March 05 2010 15:01 Slox wrote:
I absolutely hate scary stories / movies / pictures ... and yet I lack the self control to stop myself from reading / viewing them.
I'm just glad none of these stories had too much mirror / reflection related stuff. Mirrors make me very nervous as it is, and there happens to be one directly in front of my desk (and a little above my monitor).
Thanks for this thread though, as I don't frequent 4chan or any other site where I would have read these before.
Also to note, I think my favorite was "Isolation". Thankfully I didn't wake up. Stuff like that is what usually gets to me, as I spend a decent chunk of time thinking about delusions, altered realities, other dimensions, etc -- which is probably why I do not like mirrors.
mirrors and altered realities eh? pm'ing you in a little while, hope you enjoy.
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All mirrors are actually windows to another world.
This world cannot be reached, and shouldn't be reached, as all our mirror-selves are extremely malicious.
Try watching the edge of the mirror after sneaking into a room.
If you're good enough, you can see your reflection, pressing against the glass.
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I once was siezed by a fit of choking while brushing my teeth. I looked up, bleary-eyed to see my reflection was not in the mirror: at the same time, I felt an irresistible pull into it. I spread my arms as I was lifted off the floor and slammed into it (destroying the mirror in the process). I managed to grab the walls beside the mirror, but for one brief instant, I saw my reflection lying on the other side, twitching in the throes of death.
This is only the most violent of the many things that have occurred to me near mirrors.
On watch in Great Lakes RTC, I watched in the reflection on the glass in front of me as a sailor in the uniform of the 1940's walked up beside me to the watch station, looked at me, shrugged, and stood beside me. I said, "I have the watch tonight, shipmate, get some sleep", and he looked at me, surprised, then turned and walked up the stairs. Of course, I don't have to mention that when I turned to address him, I couldn't see him, do I?
I have seen a mouthless woman beckoning to me, figures behind me, hands clawing desperately at the frames of the mirror. I have looked up and seen myself: sometimes without a beard, sometimes with contacts, and a few times my left eye seems to have been lost to what appears to be a knife slash.
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There's a tale from when I was young, although I never held much stock in it. I mean it was just a spooky story that was told to scare kids right? Thing is, one day I used google to find it, turns out that it's a common belief in Chinese tradition. From it I've taken one thing, never ever sleep with a mirror facing your bed. That's when they like to watch you. Those envious ones trapped on the other side. Some people say that are dopplegangers other stories say that they are people who have disappeared over the centuries, never found without a trace, dragged into their own reflection never to be seen again. They're envious of us, our world of life and light, they're trapped in their little windowed world looking for ways through, hiding and reflecting so that they are seen to be innocent reflections, things that can't possibly hurt you. It's a lie, a common thing that has been forgotten over the years. Ever woken up in the evening and one of your limbs has been hanging out the bed and it's deathly cold... you've just encountered one of them. They'd seen you were asleep and tried to drag you away. If you'd have stayed asleep you'd have awoken and found yourself to be in a terrible place, although that's speculation. They can't survive outside the mirror world very long, after being trapped there they get dependent on the energies that sustain it and it's out of spite and malice they drag you there too, away from your loved ones and real people, trapped with the lonely and spiteful for the rest of time.
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The next time you're alone in your room, turn down the lights. Think of something on your body that varies in length, such as hair. It must be clearly viewable from your perspective. Grab a ruler and, looking in the mirror, quickly grab a hair at random; you must confuse it. Hold it in position as best you can and note the length. Look down. Yours will be different.
Don't look back up.
Don't turn your back to that mirror ever again.
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At 12:17 am, on any given night, arises the opportunity to awaken an alternate soul. The most common way of viewing them? Through a mirror.
It is through said medium that the process must take place. Begin at exactly midnight. By no light but that of a single candle, stand before the selected mirror. For ten minutes you must concentrate in silence, focused entirely on your reflection. Do not look away from the eyes; for it will be interpreted as weakness and you will be overcome.
After ten minutes have passed you must draw blood to smear in a line across the eyes of your reflection. Doing so will blind it, and you will watch as your own features begin to warp. Slowly, gradually, they will mutate into a frightening creature--one beyond the comprehension of those who have not experienced it. You must not look away through the entirety of the change.
Soon the writhing movements of the image will cease. By now an echoing, inhuman sound will resound all around you--the creature will begin to ease toward the mirror's glass. You must keep watching as it approaches.
If you do not extinguish the candle at exactly 12:17, the creature will escape.
Be warned, should you succeed; through any polished surface--be it mirror, wood, or window--your reflection will always be watching.
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It is said that there is at least one mirror present at every birth. A window; the blade of a scalpel, anything. If you can find yours, stare into your reflection's eyes for exactly an hour. You fall unconscious, and be in the delivery room, witnessing the final moments before you entered this world. The doctor will greet you, and his eyes will look into yours, and they shall be your own. At this moment, the doctor knows everything about you, and will ask you a question about yourself. The question will not be easy, and you must be incredibly metacognitive to answer it correctly. If you do, you shall be born, and wake up with knowledge beyond mortal comprehension. If you answer incorrectly, you will come out stillborn, your skin cracked and burnt, and you will never wake up.
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READ
This is not a random post. This is not a coincidence. I put this here because I know that right now you will be reading it. No one can see this post except for you.
There is a monster in your home. It is there right now and it is waiting to kill you. It will kill you tonight. I can save you.
Go to a mirror. Any mirror. That in there, that's me. Turn off all the lights except for the dimmest one; too much light screws it up. Take your arms, put them straight out, and put them up against mine, through the glass. Do your best to rlax, and when you are ready, close your eyes. Count to three and then I will pull you through to safety. We can work out what to do next once you're in.
Again, this is not a random post. It is for YOU. You need to do this before the next hour turns or you will die.
I'm waiting.
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Uhm, maybe one of a notorious story from our country......
The White Lady from Balete Drive, legends have it that when you drive there late at night, you'll see a white lady along the sidewalks...never tried it...
I'll go post more when I get back home, our country (hell, even the schools) are rich of ghost stories...
are Bloody Mary's counted?
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FREEAGLELAND26781 Posts
On March 05 2010 15:08 TheAntZ wrote:
All mirrors are actually windows to another world.
This world cannot be reached, and shouldn't be reached, as all our mirror-selves are extremely malicious.
Try watching the edge of the mirror after sneaking into a room.
If you're good enough, you can see your reflection, pressing against the glass.
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I once was siezed by a fit of choking while brushing my teeth. I looked up, bleary-eyed to see my reflection was not in the mirror: at the same time, I felt an irresistible pull into it. I spread my arms as I was lifted off the floor and slammed into it (destroying the mirror in the process). I managed to grab the walls beside the mirror, but for one brief instant, I saw my reflection lying on the other side, twitching in the throes of death.
This is only the most violent of the many things that have occurred to me near mirrors.
On watch in Great Lakes RTC, I watched in the reflection on the glass in front of me as a sailor in the uniform of the 1940's walked up beside me to the watch station, looked at me, shrugged, and stood beside me. I said, "I have the watch tonight, shipmate, get some sleep", and he looked at me, surprised, then turned and walked up the stairs. Of course, I don't have to mention that when I turned to address him, I couldn't see him, do I?
I have seen a mouthless woman beckoning to me, figures behind me, hands clawing desperately at the frames of the mirror. I have looked up and seen myself: sometimes without a beard, sometimes with contacts, and a few times my left eye seems to have been lost to what appears to be a knife slash.
=======
There's a tale from when I was young, although I never held much stock in it. I mean it was just a spooky story that was told to scare kids right? Thing is, one day I used google to find it, turns out that it's a common belief in Chinese tradition. From it I've taken one thing, never ever sleep with a mirror facing your bed. That's when they like to watch you. Those envious ones trapped on the other side. Some people say that are dopplegangers other stories say that they are people who have disappeared over the centuries, never found without a trace, dragged into their own reflection never to be seen again. They're envious of us, our world of life and light, they're trapped in their little windowed world looking for ways through, hiding and reflecting so that they are seen to be innocent reflections, things that can't possibly hurt you. It's a lie, a common thing that has been forgotten over the years. Ever woken up in the evening and one of your limbs has been hanging out the bed and it's deathly cold... you've just encountered one of them. They'd seen you were asleep and tried to drag you away. If you'd have stayed asleep you'd have awoken and found yourself to be in a terrible place, although that's speculation. They can't survive outside the mirror world very long, after being trapped there they get dependent on the energies that sustain it and it's out of spite and malice they drag you there too, away from your loved ones and real people, trapped with the lonely and spiteful for the rest of time.
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The next time you're alone in your room, turn down the lights. Think of something on your body that varies in length, such as hair. It must be clearly viewable from your perspective. Grab a ruler and, looking in the mirror, quickly grab a hair at random; you must confuse it. Hold it in position as best you can and note the length. Look down. Yours will be different.
Don't look back up.
Don't turn your back to that mirror ever again.
=========
At 12:17 am, on any given night, arises the opportunity to awaken an alternate soul. The most common way of viewing them? Through a mirror.
It is through said medium that the process must take place. Begin at exactly midnight. By no light but that of a single candle, stand before the selected mirror. For ten minutes you must concentrate in silence, focused entirely on your reflection. Do not look away from the eyes; for it will be interpreted as weakness and you will be overcome.
After ten minutes have passed you must draw blood to smear in a line across the eyes of your reflection. Doing so will blind it, and you will watch as your own features begin to warp. Slowly, gradually, they will mutate into a frightening creature--one beyond the comprehension of those who have not experienced it. You must not look away through the entirety of the change.
Soon the writhing movements of the image will cease. By now an echoing, inhuman sound will resound all around you--the creature will begin to ease toward the mirror's glass. You must keep watching as it approaches.
If you do not extinguish the candle at exactly 12:17, the creature will escape.
Be warned, should you succeed; through any polished surface--be it mirror, wood, or window--your reflection will always be watching.
========
It is said that there is at least one mirror present at every birth. A window; the blade of a scalpel, anything. If you can find yours, stare into your reflection's eyes for exactly an hour. You fall unconscious, and be in the delivery room, witnessing the final moments before you entered this world. The doctor will greet you, and his eyes will look into yours, and they shall be your own. At this moment, the doctor knows everything about you, and will ask you a question about yourself. The question will not be easy, and you must be incredibly metacognitive to answer it correctly. If you do, you shall be born, and wake up with knowledge beyond mortal comprehension. If you answer incorrectly, you will come out stillborn, your skin cracked and burnt, and you will never wake up.
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READ
This is not a random post. This is not a coincidence. I put this here because I know that right now you will be reading it. No one can see this post except for you.
There is a monster in your home. It is there right now and it is waiting to kill you. It will kill you tonight. I can save you.
Go to a mirror. Any mirror. That in there, that's me. Turn off all the lights except for the dimmest one; too much light screws it up. Take your arms, put them straight out, and put them up against mine, through the glass. Do your best to rlax, and when you are ready, close your eyes. Count to three and then I will pull you through to safety. We can work out what to do next once you're in.
Again, this is not a random post. It is for YOU. You need to do this before the next hour turns or you will die.
I'm waiting.
I like this a lot. Makes me think a lot about Bloody Mary-esque stuff... and then I see the chain letter part at the end T_T
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I don't get the candle cove one....
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Oh, for some reason I can't see the Candle Cove...can someone explain to me how to see it? I've tried it with my friends earlier in the school library watching it for around 3 times until someone called it a fake..
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You don't see it. That's the whole point of it.
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Well yeah, but the kids were able to see something right? Why can't we see it? 
It would really be a mindfuck if we could see it too...
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On March 05 2010 20:30 SilverSkyLark wrote:Well yeah, but the kids were able to see something right? Why can't we see it? It would really be a mindfuck if we could see it too...
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It is a fictional story.
My mind has been more boggled by your 2 posts than any creepypasta, congratulations.
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On February 20 2010 23:47 Wurzelbrumpft wrote:
i read every story and video posted in the op yesterday evening, and i was seriously scared and couldn´t fall asleep for hours lol, wouldnt have thought im such a pussy.
hahaha. most honest reply ever!
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Was able to sleep easily but I had a horrific dream last night....this thread is good.
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something is wrong, i dont want to see this , but i cant do anything, it feels like a cold hand is touching my arm, i can hear it now, he whispers at me, i dont want to look back, this has happened to me before, ive seen him in the dark of my haunted house, eating his limbs, finger by finger, until the entire left arm is missing, i cant help it, i turn back and he is staring at me, smiling with the most horrendous tooth, deeply looking at me, red eyes like a blazing soul who died many years ago, he then gets closer, and whispers once again......."bump this thread"
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lol nice effort put into that bump 
looks like there's been some new stuff put into the OP since i checked it out... will check
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zzZ id loved to be scared, but its fucking hard to do. I agree completely being surprised != actually being scared. Reading through the entirety of the OP starting now
*sigh*
Entertaining i guess.
I have to say, i recommend most if not all of shallow's posts throughout the thread.
But nothing close to a mind fuck. Maybe someday
Also rofl, would NOT want to be Kirie's friend.
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On March 05 2010 11:53 ShaLLoW[baY] wrote:The Poughkeepsie Tapes Part 1Part 2Creepiest movie I have ever watched. Hooly fuck.
Excellent. i was hoping the film would end the way it did
Sadly this movie is fictional- there is no "Cheryl Dempsey" and greatly exaggerated, and although im sure a serial killer LIKE this one exists- this documentary failed to SCARE me- at all.
The police acting- shitty. The parents of victims... awful. The only person that really even moved me a TINY bit was the Cheryl Dempsey.. which was fake, but mad props to whoever acted as her. (no police reports about her , ETC.)
I remain underwhelmed by the "scary" content on the internet.
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On February 27 2010 05:44 NiGoL wrote:lol at the mickey mouse one. btw "snuff film" look at August Underground if u want to feel somewhat called a snuff film, yes its a fake one but still very sick, and oh well SICK. even on imdb.com they say its the most sick movie ever made. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0412467/take a peek.
heh I have this on DVD. August Underground Mordum.
I personally don't think it's the "most sick movie ever made"..
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here's one I saw on /x/
At one point, I was standing next to my dad at night, while he was talking to a friend. We were at the end of one of the walkways. As I was wont to do at that stage of my life, I wandered off by myself, down between two of the buildings.
Strangely enough, when I got to the end, I met my father. He was hunched over a little bit, fidgeting and making weird sputtering sounds, breathing a little raspy. I said to him, "Dad?"
He looked down at me and replied in a broken high-pitched voice, "I'm not your dad, I'm just pretending to be."
I turned around and ran back to the other end of the walkway, and pop was still there, talking to one of his friends.
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