Post spooky stories from your cunt.
>>204047528Growing up in Texas, we had a story about "La Llorona" ("The Crying Woman"). She committed suicide by drowning herself after her children died. The legend was that if you got too close to a body of water while it rained, she'd pull you in and kill you. I was really into ghost stories and paranormal stuff when I was young. This story actually scared the shit out of me lmao.
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Silver_Train_of_Stockholm
>>204047528i cant get laid in my cunt. That's a horror story in itself.
>>204049851Can you get laid in other cunts?
>>204047528>Silesian teenagers murdered their friend in a ruined Nazi bunker and smeared pentagrams with his blood on the walls as part of a satanic ritual>guy in Kraków murdered a woman and made a flesh suit from her skin like in Silence of the Lamb>ambulance drivers caled "skin hunters" in Łódź were murdering people instead of driving them to the hospitalAll real btw
>year 2009>hiking in Lapland>don't know the exact location, but about ~15 kilometers(?) east of Värriöjärvi>Värriöjärvi is a nice place by the way, go fishing if you're ever in that area>have just come back from fishing, a good catch wrapped in newspaper, carrying it on my shoulder hobo style>walking, perfectly normal midday in summery Lapland - the sun is extremely bright and not a cloud in the sky, everything looks a bit unreal with bright shadows>always a bit heatenings to trek around in the forest at this time, the nights are whatever but midday and the afternoon are spooky, especially if it's cloudless>end up on a small road>immediately check the map, I notice that I must have gone a bit in the wrong direction>nevertheless, I locate the road I think I'm on>okay>the road meanders in a way that the meandering road on the map does not meander> more map searching, I can't find such a road on the map in any direction from Värriöjärvi>well what the fuck>no matter, somehow I always get lost in Lapland and I always find the right place in the end>suspect that the road has just been left unmarked on the map, the maps of the Lapland area are not that accurate or well made>some kind of reindeer herder or some other such swamp dweller heading towards me on the road>shotgun under his arm>raises it as soon as he sees me>"STOP!">I stop and wonder what the hell, usually the reindeer herders in the area like to chat and exchange stories even overly much>"WHAT'S IN THE BAG?">"fish lol :D?" t. me>"Let's have a look!">I show the fish wrapped in newspapers>the reindeer man lowers his gun>"do you have a gun?">"huh, no?" t. me, I mean who carries a gun on a hiking trip (or maybe someone, but that's not common in Finland)>"you're coming with me, you're getting out of here">escorts me a couple of kilometers until we reach the road to Värriö
>>204051483>"you're going there, look for Aslakki Jaakopinpoika Poronvagina (some Lappish name, who can make sense of them), he'll take you away from here">start wondering what in the goddamn>ask why>the reindeer man looks at me for a while>doesn't say anything for a bit>then finally: "you're not the only soul on the road you came from.">"if you see someone on the road who's carrying a bag similar to you, then just pray that the bag is full. You don't want to know what's in it, don't bother asking.">"if he asks you something, or if he comes close to you, cross your hands and pray like hell. Close your eyes and it'll be over easier.">all the while he looks so shocked and scared himself that it's making me twice as nervous>yeah.>ok.>alright.>start walking in such heatenings that I've rarely experienced the like>it's quite a long way to the village>after a while I start joggig when the heatenings get too much>finally running at full speed towards a barn, the surrounding woods feel quiet and unusually unnerving>feels like the trees are leaning in on me, feels like the forest slowly wants to suck me in>goddamn oh hell no>realize I'm getting too exhausted>must slow down>have a look behind me, just to check that the road is still empty, isn't it>and in the distance, there's someone standing on the road.>the figure is too far away to make out properly, but it has a stick over its shoulder, and a full bulging bag hanging from the tip of the stick>it's looking towards me.
>>204051529>I start running, suddenly I'm not exhausted at all>but in the end my stamina gives out completely>panting and jogging, afraid to slow down>finally I arrive at a small field of some kind>on the outskirts of a village>my memory is a little hazy at this point (adrenaline), but I stumble across the field completely exhausted and into the village and to the door of the nearest house>I knock on the door>someone answers right away, as if they had been waiting at the door for a long time>I mumble that I'm meant to look for someone, get about half of the name right>the lady at the door knows who it is>looks out the window towards the edge of the forest>from the window I can see the field very well and a short distance into the forest path, which the road had turned into>a figure stands at the edge of the field with a bag>say something like good thing that I managed to get away>the woman looks at me a little pityingly>"You didn't get away. His bag is just full.">ask how so, I was clearly ahead of it (after all I hadn't seen it after I started running)>the woman shakes her head>"I was watching from here through the window.">"it was behind you the whole time."I'll wrap this up, since I already wrote a shit ton, and I'll just say that we found Aslakki Poronpoika Jaakopinvagina or whatever it was, he took me to my own car, I drove the fuck away and I haven't been to Lapland since.
>Hey kid, want some candy?
