One night there was a couple who wanted to out and they hired a babysitter to look after their baby. When the parents left, the babysitter put the baby to sleep. Five minutes later she heard the baby cry so she went and put the baby back to sleep. Another five minutes later she heard the baby cry again so she went in and put the baby back to sleep. Ten minutes later she heard the baby cry again and this time she phoned the parents and asked does the baby cry this often and the parents said no. Then the babysitter said maybe it is the clown statue in it's room. Then the parents exclaimed "we don't have a clown statue in the baby's room." So the babysitter ran and got the baby and brought it outside and then the parents got home and phoned the police and said "we have a murderer in our son's room." When the police got to the house they ran into the room and the clown was gone and the window was wide open.

The last person left on Earth is alone on his couch. There is a knock on the door.

Nice ghost story.

This is my ghost story I wrote for school:

Finally!  It was the summer holidays!  All I wanted to do was to go to the beach and play with my friends, but I had never expected this to happen.

I was walking home in the twilight, when i saw something in the park near my house.  Being the curious person that I am, I went and had a look.  At first, I thought it was a dog, but then I realised it was - shimmering?  I tried to grab it, but couldn't get a hold of it, as it seemed it was like a vision or spirit.  I rushed home and all was fine.

The next night I was at my friend's house and we were playing outside when I saw it again.  My friends couldn't see it, so I decided to forget about it.  Then, in early morning, I heard a sound, kind of like a muffled scream, and then another one that sounded quite rapacious.  I looked up and saw a greenish glow.  I thought it was a ghost, but then remembered that ghosts don't exsist!  As I was thinking that to myself - ghosts don't exsist, ghosts don't exsist - I heard laughing?

It turned out that my family and friends had decided to prank me because I was complaining too much about being bored, so they got a projector and hid it places where I was and added sound effects to frighten me so I wouldn't complain.

After promising to get them back, I decided it was the best summer ever!

Just so you know this story is True.

At my camp they have a cabin that people call the haunted cabin. This story will tell you about the legend and how it effected me! The legend goes like this. About 40 years at our camp the C.I.T.s (Counselors In Training) were on a long hike. Two girls from the group Stacy and Lorean were heading back in their cabin because they forgot their water bottles. "We'll catch up with you, give us about 5 min." Stacy yelled to Josh. "Ok but hurry." While they were walking to their cabin Stacy felt as if something bad was going to happen. You see Stacy kind of has this 6th sense which is she could sense danger easily. She thought it was nothing. Too bad she didn't listen to it. When they got in the cabin Lorean opened her bag and a bunch of rats and bugs were crawling out! The rats were crawling over her feet, and the bugs were going in her hair. Then Stacy drank from her water bottle and it was full of mud, lake water, and poison ivy. The she heard a scream. She realized it came from Lorean! A lady with a black cloth, pale scratched up skin, and dark black hair snuck up behind Lorean and snatched her. Stacy quickly got out running as fast as her legs could, and kept looking back if anything was following her. Then she bumped into Corbin (a counselor.) "Whoa there what happened? It looks like you have seen a ghost or something!" "I did!!!" Then she told Corbin the whole thing. Of course he didn't believe her he thought she was just imagining it because she didn't have enough sleep. "But what about Lorean where do you think she went?" He didn't listen to her. Then little Alice came up beside her and whispered "I believe you I saw everything that happened."

Now this is how it effected me. I went in the cabin to check it out. See if the legend was real. When another girl found out I was doing that she wanted to come with me. Just in case anything happened. When we got in I could smell all the mold and dirt in here. There were a lot of cobwebs. Then I heard a loud thump. I looked around me to see a box full of newspapers fall. I looked at the first newspaper. It showed the girl Lorean on it. The heading said Missing Girl. Then I knew the legend was true. The next thing that happened was too fast. I didn't know it was going to happen. I heavy box fell on top of me! Then I heard a scream and realized it was mine. Then everything went black. When I awoke I was in my cabin with our counselor leaning over me. "Never go in that bunk again! ok!!!"  

I hope you liked my True story!

It was a dark night, with the moon completely covered by clouds. I had a communicator in pocket, and a phaser hidden under my shirt. I could beam out with just the push of a button and one quick command, and I had a weapon set to stun, and was disguised as the enemy, but I still didn't feel safe. And I had a right to feel scared, I was a Klingon, in Rommulan Territory, and if anyone found that out, they would punish me to a death. My father told me that was the honorable way to die, to be serving my ship, but right now I didn't care about honor, I just wanted to do what do what needed to be done and get home. My home is in the stars, on the Enterprise D. I'd grown up there, and knew everyone and everything I needed to know about a starship, and this was my first mission. I was to find Ambassador Spock of Vulcan, and relay all the imformation he had about his mission. I don't know what it is, but this is my mission, and I obey my captain. But just then I hear a phaser go off. That is the last thing I remembered.

Three young women were walking close to midnight on Halloween, when they heard a wolf howl. It was close, so they quickened their pace. It howled again. It was closer. They began to run. They ran all the way into a cave in the middle of a forest up high on the mountain. They didn't know it then, but they had entered the wolves' cave. They were tired, and fell asleep. They were never seen again.

Once there was a little girl nobody knew her name. One day she was found in the woods and they addressed her as Jane Doe. Now she haunts anyone who reads this message and if you don't send it back within 4 hours on monday night she will come through your window without making a noise and she will cut lines across your body and watch you bleed and you will feel everything of it but you are strapped down and she cut your windpipe so you can't talk. So repost this if you don't wanna see her and if you're too cool, well bye.

I personally don't believe in ghosts, but I like ghost stories, although they usually keep me up at night! Okay, I just made this up now, so here goes:

"Are you sure about this?" Lilly asked nervously, glancing apprehensively up at the old Winkler house.

"Positive, I've done this a million times before," Mark said confidently, giving Lilly a sideways look. "Why--you're not scared, are you?"

"No! I mean...Of course not!" Lilly retorted indignantly.

"Well then, let's go!" Mark said, starting up toward the house. Lilly took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and followed Mark to the faded wooden front door of the old Winkler house.

The house's interior was as uncared for as the outside, but dustier, withmore cobwebs. It was dark, and had a musty smell that made Lilly wrinkle her nose in disgust. "Ugh! Somebody should fire the housekeeper," she said, picking up a faded doily and watching as an inch of dust fluttered to the gray floors.

"It's too dark in here," Mark complained, pulling something small out of his pocket. Maybe a tiny little flashlight?

But it was a miniscule box. Mark slid it open and pulled out something even smaller out of the little itty bitty box.

What is it? Lilly wondered, starting to worry a little. Mark was doing something with his hands...Lilly knew what he was going to do the instant before he did it...before she could tell him no...

There was a small hissing sound as the match Mark had struck sputtered to life.

"Mark!" Lilly almost shrieked, remembering to keep her voice down at the last second so as not to be heard by the neighbors. "You could start a fire!"

"I'll be careful," Mark replied nonchalantly. "You worry too much. C'mon, let's go upstairs and explore." Reluctantly, Lilly followed him.

They ducked into room after room, avoiding the occasional spider that dangled in the doorways. They saw a bathroom, an office, and several bedrooms. None of the rooms were locked...

Until they got to the door at the end of the hall.

"We don't really need to get in there, do we?" Lilly asked nervously, watching Mark as he examined the lock.

"I want to see. Okay, this is an old lock, so it should be pretty easy. Stand back," he added, taking a step backwards, then kicking the door with all his might.

"Mark!" Lilly gasped. "That's vandalism!"

"So?" asked Mark. "Nobody lives here." He strolled into the room, glancing around. "Looks like some sort of study."

"Mark, I don't know that we should be in here," Lilly said, trying not to stutter. "That door was locked for a reason!"

"Doesn't stop me," Mark said.

Hey, my name is Kahlan, and I really like writing stories. This is really cool, and I enjoyed reading through it alot. If you ever do post more, I would love to read them. :) Very cool.

Once there was a little girl nobody knew her name. One day she was found in the woods and they addressed her as Jane Doe. Now she haunts anyone who reads this message and if you don't send it back within 4 hours on monday night she will come through your window without making a noise and she will cut lines across your body and watch you bleed and you will feel everything of it but you are strapped down and she cut your windpipe so you can't talk. So repost this if you don't wanna see her and if your too cool, well bye.

He could see the bones moving. The narrow, dirty bones that use to contain living flesh. The maggots still crowded over the century old corpse, black creatures over the already decomposed body, and the eyes. The eyes that were long gone as the body flesh and blood was, but he knew that the corpse was staring at him. Ridiculous! The thing was dead, no eyes, no flesh, no meat. But even then, he knew that the non-living thing was staring at him. Staring...staring. Then a sense of dread approached him as it suddenly moved. Surely it was the wind right?

"Ahhhhhh!"

(By the way, the dude in the story was digging up a rich persons grave.)

Hi, that story is amazing. You should put it into a story or something. It is pretty creepy.

Once there was a girl who got mad and threw her brush at the mirror and the glass shattered and killed her. Every night she smashes a different mirror!

The parents dialed 911 and when they came the parents were gone.  Five months later they found a male and female at the bottom of a trench.  The police took the finger print and it was the boys parents.