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Spoonman

by cnkguy
Spoonman

fuckyeahnightmares:

mo-fain submitted:

I don’t personally find this very scary, but it’s a bit weird. Around 5 years ago I moved into my current house, and it’s quite a bit bigger than my last house. Being very superstitious, I spent my first few weeks here cleansing the place with magic, as we are a very long line of Celtic magicians.

In the basement there’s a really deep hole that leads to the house sewer system with a flimsy wooden lid that was glued down. Just being around the hole gives all of us the chills, so we are extra careful about it. At night, being the only one who sleeps down there and I don’t have proper walls, I can hear scratching from beneath the lid and the glue keeping it on is slowly peeling away. We can’t seem to banish the thing, so instead we hold it in the highest respects. At night I have gotten into the habit of walking past the hole and saying goodnight to it. On loud days, ‘Spoonman’ gets really loud at night and pounds on the lid, unless we set out a saucer of cream just beside the hole.

The only thing that really creeps my out about Spoonman is that once I fell asleep in the basement living room just beside his hole. I woke up late that night with something curled around my body and purring like a cat, and the lid was off the hole. When morning came, the lid was back on, but the entire right side of the glue ring was peeled up. And I smelled awful.

P.S. We call the thing Spoonman because it seems to really enjoy the song ‘Spoonman’ by Soundgarden

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod James: 7/10 This is super strange, dude.  I dig it.  Thanks for sharing the scares!

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thenumbskull submitted:

(Sorry if I keep resubmitting this, the app says there’s an error when I send it)

I was around 6-7 years old and I was a quiet child, I used to spend a lot of time sitting at the bottom of the stairs looking into a little hole about a centimetre and a half in diameter on the front of the stair about 3 or 4 stairs up from the bottom. Once whilst my dad was hoovering I saw a slouched and stretched out figure dart across the landing from the corner of my eye and then a few seconds later he ran back to the top of the stairs again, he looked at me with panicking eyes and was slouching as he was to unable to stand up properly (bear in mind it was an old house so the ceilings were quite high).

He edged down the stairs towards me shaking and I was quite a curious child so I asked him what he was scared of, he didn’t talk he just made a gargling sort of noise whilst covering his ears and after a while I worked out from his actions that the hoover was too loud for him. He then came and sat next to me at the bottom of the stairs crouched over with his head in his hands still shaking, when the hoovering stopped he had a look of relief on his face and I could see his ears properly which were pointy like an elf’s ear and I looked more into his eyes which were very dark and deep set into his oval shaped skull.

He started climbing up the stairs reaching out his hand to me as if to follow him, he took me into my room and we started dancing on the bed and laughing whilst he was jumping and doing silly dances. He smiled when I laughed at him and then he heard my dad coming up stairs to see what was going on so he darted off and climbed into the loft of the house and I saw him a few more times and he sat next to me at the bottom of the stairs, I told him about my days and shared my schoolwork with him talking to him every so often. He didn’t like any loud noises but he once got curious about the cat and went up close to it, she scratched him across the left side of his chest but the mark was left dark and he didn’t bleed he just walked away and left the cat alone.

It continued like this for about a year or so, I grew up to believe it was my imagination that I had when I was a child. I told my dad about him when I was older and he said that my sister had described seeing the same sort of thing too when she was younger, confirming it wasn’t just my imagination. Picture attached is a drawing my girlfriend made based on how I described him. (Submitted on gfs blog cause I don’t have one)

FYNK James: 9/10 Ok that’s a little unsettling. I wonder what it is. Thanks for sharing the scares!

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Kid in the Hallway

by cnkguy
Kid in the Hallway

childofmyth submitted:

Okay so this JUST happened to me and I wanna make sure I let someone know before I decide to just pass it off. First you’lol need a bit of backstory.

I live with my grandparents over the weekend and they’re foster parents. Right now they’re at a birthday party for the boy they foster, he’s 2 today. The only people home are my Dad, my boyfriend, and me. My Dad went into the kitchen for a long time and my boyfriend is asleep in his room, so I’m left alone in the living room while the Bourne Supremacy is on. Across the room from me is a toybox and a small table shaped like a box. On the table is a few loose toys.

I was sitting here, playing my DS when all of a sudden one of the toys on the box table starts to play a song. Except the song is warbled and choppy and keeps repeating. I stay perfectly still, watching the lights that blink when it’s playing reflect against a plastic tub next to it. The song stops and I don’t move still, until I’m perfectly sure it won’t play again.

I got up then and walked over to the toy, which is a small keyboard toy with a lion’s head. The song only plays if you press it’s nose and there are no other toy or anything leaning on it to have pressed it’s nose. So I press it instead and all that comes out is a low static. I press it again, harder and suddenly the song starts to play normally. I try it a few more times and it’s working normally again.

Normally when I encounter certain entities nearby, I feel a kind of highly concentrated anxiety if it poses a threat. Unfortunately I can’t see things, so that is my only way of knowing. I did not get this feeling while this event transpired, so my only guess is that either the toy malfunctioned or the ghost offers no threats.

As a bonus to this story, I was walking around in the dark of the house last night, trying not to turn on any lights to disturb anyone. As I walked down the hallway, I stopped because I swear I saw and sensed the shape of something right in front of me, so I stopped so I didn’t bump into them, wondering if the foster boy had sneaked out of bed. But nothing was there. The shape had been shorter than I am and I’m only 5’2". This happens quite often in the hallway at night actually. And one last thing, the square table with the keyboard toy sits right next to the entrance to the hallway.

I think my grandparents have a child ghost in their hallway.

FYNK James: 6/10 That’s only because they totally do. Thanks for sharing the scares!

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