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  • #3235
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
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    I just thought it would be fun/interesting to have a place to share personal horror stories. It can be virtually anything from socially-awkward moments, things that irked you, crazy situations, and/or experiences with the paranormal/supernatural.

    I since I started it I guess I will go first lol.

    Story #1: In my high school video production class, I used to sit next to a pair of Twilight fangirls*. One of them was pretty decent but the other one was really pissy and mean. One time, the pissy one was blabbing away about how “Edward is teh sex!!!1” and how Twilight is the best vampire series of all time. Having just seen the first movie (terribad btw), I told her I politely disagreed. Well, she got mad at me and our conversation went something like this:

    Girl: Ok, well, like, what’s your idea of a “good” vampire character?!

    Me: Classic Dracula, Nosferatu, Selene from Underworld, and my personal favorite: Alucard from Hellsing. (just to name a few for her)

    Girl: (obviously couldn’t back up her point) Well…Those vampires are gross and icky!!!111 At least Edward is romantic and handsome!!!111

    After that, she would always give me the stink eye and act passive-aggressive towards me: just because I didn’t like Twilight (I didn’t give a shit though). On that note, she had really bad body odor. She wore the same clothes almost every day and smelled like rotten fish combined with sweaty crotch. It got so bad that a couple of classmates commented about the stench and was trying to figure out where it came from.

    Guy: *sniffs* Uggh…smells like bloody pussy…

    Pissy Twilight Girl: Don’t blame me! It’s her! *points at me*

    I was freakin’ livid. I mean, how dare that [REDACTED] blame me as the smell! It practically followed her everywhere she went (not to mention I shower at least once a day)! Anyways, the guy got smart and did a smell-test between our workstations (it was very awkward). Needless to say, the class found out who the real culprit was. I never saw her in class after that. If you ask me, I think she was embarrassed that she lied and got found out. I just hope that she eventually found her way to a shower with a bar of soap.

    I have a bunch of other stories but I will leave it at that for now.

    Any takers for stories?

    *Note: No offense to decent Twilight fans. I respect that you like the books/movies even though I fail to understand the appeal of the series.

    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3241
    VelcroRaptor
    VelcroRaptor
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    Hoooooly crap. That’s awkward and embarrassing, and that girl definitely got what was coming to her with that. Here’s hoping she’s grown up since then!

    So once upon a time, I used to work night shifts at a jail as a civilian employee in a downtown area. *cue booing and hissing here* The location and establishment in a good part of downtown, but due to the time of night and the types of people we released on an hourly basis, all of us, especially the female employees, were cautioned to be careful going to and from the parking garage for our breaks if we decided to go out. I often made it a habit to go and pick up a few things during my lunch break for other people, or in the very least to get hot chocolate from the nearby gas station during the winter, so I was familiar with what was and wasn’t normal for the area around 1 or 2 in the morning.

    Now, there were all sorts of events or people that we grave-shift workers were familiar with: for a few weeks, there was a man stalking and harassing Hispanic or Filipino female workers in the parking garage, while some nights aggressive homeless people would camp outside of the public lobby. It wasn’t as if we didn’t think it could happen to any of us, but most of us tended to make dark jokes about these things.

    One night, I went out as usual, leaving from the public entrance around 2 or 3 to get my wintertime hot chocolate. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and as I reached the crosswalk for the parking garage, I didn’t think twice about the small approaching car coming up on the hill where our jail and parking garage were situated. Once the car was slowing to a stop, I started to cross, more focused on keeping an eye out for potential creeps than anything else.

    Suddenly, I heard the rev of an engine, and instinct taking over, I threw myself to the side, getting out of the way as the car suddenly sped up and past the crosswalk’s stop sign. The initial spike of panic I felt in fear of being run over turned to contained anger and frustration as I looked over at the silver compact (I can’t remember but I think it was a Toyota). It was late at night, so the driver could’ve been drunk. Or maybe they dropped their phone and had bent down to pick it up. There were a million reasons why they went from an almost-stopped 5 to a sudden 25 or 30. What made me change my mind, though, was that the car stopped entirely a few yards away. The driver stuck his head out of the window, looked me in the eyes, and then drove off a few more yards and parked.

    The son of a bitch had just tried to run me over!

    A part of me wanted to go over to the small silver compact and beat the crap out of him, but the panic from before and the knowledge that I had nothing on me besides my keys and wallet were more than enough to get me into the parking garage as quickly as possible, get myself into my truck and get the hell outta Dodge. Once I was back from my break (and after making sure that car was nowhere to be seen), I sent an email to my supervisor letting him know what happened. The worst part? We had no cameras in the area where it happened, and since I didn’t have the mind to get the jerk’s license plate number, we couldn’t do anything.

    So that’s my story on how someone tried to seriously injure/possibly kill me. *confetti*

    “We're actors — we're the opposite of people!”
    ― Tom Stoppard, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead"

    #3242
    Katie_B
    Katie_B
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    Oh god jesusssssss
    Yup sounds like high school. Ehhh |:X

    I shall now contribute! I have like the best story to tell you guys, okay okay so, this story is called: “The Day Katie Fell Asleep In 3D Shop Class”.

    So once upon a time, I was just a little babbu Freshman in college, and I had a bunch of required classes I needed to take in order to get credits out of the way. One of these classes was a 3D Shop class, in which students had to make things with materials such as foam, wood, metal, and also learn cool skills like welding and using table saws.
    Now, one night before said class, I decided to stay up super duper late and do other homework, thinking, “Eh it’s just shop class I can be tired and space out, because hey it’s not my major so who cares. I can get 3 hours of sleep and be fine!”

    This ended up being a very poor idea indeed.

    So the next morning comes around and I peel myself out of bed and head to class. That day was focused around learning all the various machines that would be used during the course, as well as watching short demonstrations on each of them. As the class was standing around one of the large sanding machines, I was so tired I actually started nodding off while I was standing, and when I felt myself falling I did this really dumb looking twitchy movement to catch myself.
    Someone probably noticed, and they probably laughed. :V

    So the class moves from one machine to the other, with poor stupid Katie lagging behind because I make bad decisions about sleep. At some point they all arrive at a machine next to one of the doors, and I think, ‘Oh I can sit down here by the door and lean my head against the wall to rest my eyes, I will just listen to the lecture for a bit.”
    And so I sit down and slouch against the door frame to rest for a second.

    But I didn’t want to accidentally fall asleep so I forced myself to open my eyes, and when I did I realized that the class had moved on to the next area. I sneak back over to the group and ask my friend Sam how long they had been at the new machine. Sam laughed and said, “We’ve been here for like 10 minutes dude! We moved on almost right after you sat down. Other people kept coming through the door and looking at you and making faces like ‘what the fuck?'”

    And then I had to restrain myself from laughing too hard because that shit is hilarious as fuck. Even I had to laugh at me at that time.

    THE END

    ……

    Art college was great you guys :p

    #3243
    Katie_B
    Katie_B
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    So that’s my story on how someone tried to seriously injure/possibly kill me. *confetti*

    Wowiee that shit is fucking crazy ._. Seriously sucks that they didn’t catch the guy too, bleh!

    #3244
    VelcroRaptor
    VelcroRaptor
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    @Katie: People don’t always get caught for stuff they do. I’m alive and was unharmed from the event; that’s all that matters, right? :B Anyways, your story is funny, especially since I’ve seen all sorts of people sleep or almost sleep in weird positions at college. At least you weren’t in that sitting position long enough for someone to use you as a model for a sketch, right?

    “We're actors — we're the opposite of people!”
    ― Tom Stoppard, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead"

    #3270
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
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    Wow!

    I am glad that you are safe. I hope that guy is off the streets or at least took a drivers-ed course…

    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3271
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
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    @Katie: Yeah its is not uncommon to fall asleep/get distracted during class but if always feels awkward/embarrassing when you get out of the loop or your class is over with and you are sitting with a different class altogether.

    @everyone: Thanks for the contributions so far!

    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3272
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
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    Story #2: I used to live in a house where one of the previous tenants committed suicide (a teenager, it was quite a horrific incident). Since I was fairly young at the time, my parents did not tell me the history of the house understandably. Even though I was unaware of the suicide, I remember having some difficulty sleeping in my room. Sometimes, I felt a presence in there with me (similar to someone watching you). The house itself was fine but the atmosphere felt kind of dark and gloomy, like a deep sadness. Also, my mom went to go brush her teeth one night and found a bloody thumbprint on the sink handle. We assume it was from the father washing the blood off his hands after discovering his son blew his brains out. Needless to say, we only lived there for a year.

    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3302
    VelcroRaptor
    VelcroRaptor
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    Uh-huh, sure. The thumbprint was left from the father. Let’s go with that. *goes to hoard salt and crosses because NOPE*

    Alright, so my next story is occurring on Facebook as I’m typing this. I bought an Amulet of Mara from Bethesda’s store a few days ago, and it was on my doorstep this morning. Naturally, I posted a picture of it on my page because I’m a nerd and it’s gorgeous. I wasn’t expecting anyone to really comment about it or notice it, but about an hour ago my cousin decided to add his two cents on what he thought about the necklace. I’ll attach the little quips so you guys can see it for yourself. But now I’m just waiting to see if other Skyrim geeks like me are gonna get the wrong idea if they see me wearing the necklace!

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    “We're actors — we're the opposite of people!”
    ― Tom Stoppard, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead"

    #3308
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
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    *Your just walking down the street, minding your business when this happens*

    (See attached image below)

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    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3312
    VelcroRaptor
    VelcroRaptor
    Participant

    @kahunadrake: You will be the first to know if/when that happens. XD I promise!

    “We're actors — we're the opposite of people!”
    ― Tom Stoppard, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead"

    #3382
    LaughingMan
    LaughingMan
    Keymaster

    I won’t use my real nieces and nephew’s names but here’s a crazy one.

    I’m at my brother’s house (he moves around a lot) and he and the rest of the kids are swearing to me that their new house is haunted. So I ask them what makes them think that the house is haunted. They say that they think that they hear kids laughing in the rooms and I’m like “well no shit, there’s four kids total. No doubt he hears them or they hear eachother”.

    So anyways, it’s breakfast time one morning and I couldn’t sleep for shit because my nieces were up all night giggling over something in the room above the livingroom couch. My brother’s cooking and tells me to go up the house’s only flight of stairs and get the kids. I call the kids and my nephews dart past. I go to the room of my nieces and I hear giggling in the closet. I tap on the closet door and say “You’d better come down and eat before I get it all.” And I walk down the stairs alone.

    At the breakfast table are all four of my nieces and nephews.

    #3388
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
    Participant

    Question: Was the house located on an ancient burial ground? JK, but that is pretty freaky though.

    Reminds me of that one house in New Orleans that I saw during a street tour. It has been owned by Nick Cage/Johnny Depp over the years but no one would move into it. Those who stayed the night said they would hear the laughter of children and objects would move around.

    If I lived in a house like that, I would definitely be burning the shit out of some sage for sure.

    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3389
    KahunaDrake
    KahunaDrake
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    Story#3

    I acquired a “Dirty Japanese” book during my high school years. I wanted to take the language in middle school and I thought the book had some cool slang phrases in there. There was also some very explicit sexual terminology in the book as well.

    Anyways, I brought the book to school and some crazy guy that would sit at our lunch table took the book and found the sex parts.

    He then proceeded to reenact some porno-esque dialog using the english translations. Out loud. In front of everyone in the cafeteria. Complete with moaning.

    I thought it was pretty funny at first but then I saw a custodian coming towards our table.

    Shit

    She grabbed the book from the guy but wisely, he quickly flipped the page to the gaming terminology section. She gave us weird looks, put the book down, and walked away.

    And then we proceeded to laugh our heads off.

    The end.

    Rabid ecstasy, 1997

    #3398
    VelcroRaptor
    VelcroRaptor
    Participant

    Sounds like the start of a beautiful friendship, Kahuna. XD Hopefully he didn’t continue that around the same custodian!

    I’m about to head off to my first D&D session ever, how’s that for a horror story?

    “We're actors — we're the opposite of people!”
    ― Tom Stoppard, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead"

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