There is an urban legend that if a Tootsie Pop’s wrapper has a picture of an Indian shooting an arrow at a star (about 30% of wrappers have this symbol) , you can mail the wrapper to Tootsie Roll Industries and they will send you a free bag of Tootsie Pops. This is not true, but about 150 people per week write to the company expecting free candy. These people receive letters telling the Legend Of The Indian Star, which is a story about a man shown how to make lollipops with a chewy candy center by a magical Indian chief. Supposedly, the symbol shows that the lollipop has been personally inspected by the Indian chief.
(candy-obsessed kid) : Yay! I found a Tootsie Pop with the Indian star sign! Now I can get free candy! (Tootsie Pop company representative) : *trying to be nice about it* Sorry, that’s just an urban legend. You can’t have the free Tootsie Pop, but here’s a nice story explaining why the Tootsie Pop you found was special nevertheless. (kid) : It’s…not…true? No…candy?!?!?! (representative) : No. I’m sorry. (kid) : *bursts into tears* Waaaahhh! You’ve crushed my hopes and dreams! I’m scarred for life! CURSE YOU, TOOTSIE ROLL INDUSTRIES!!! (representative) : Fine. Here’s a free bag of Tootsie Pops. (kid) : Yayness! Squee! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!!!!
5–Hey, I remember hearing something like that. Except I was thinking it was just a star. Do you know, though, I had a tootsie pop recently, one of the chocolate ones (my all time favorite when i was little–they used to give ’em out at the doctors after check ups–huh, operant conditioning, anyone?), and to be quite honest, it was one of the nastiest things I have ever tasted. I don’t understand how I used to like them. I mean, tootsie rolls are fine, but I think I will permanently pass on the tootsie pops. I’ve lost my taste for them…..
Hooray, and Urban Legends thread! I’ve never heard most urban legends, actually, which might be why I love looking at Snopes so much.
Have you guys heard of the dihydrogen monoxide scare?
7 – I have! A junior high student entered a science fair with a report about the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide. Here is part of the report:
Dihydrogen monoxide is colorless, odorless, tasteless, and kills uncounted thousands of people every year. Most of these deaths are caused by accidental inhalation of DHMO, but the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide do not end there. Prolonged exposure to its solid form causes severe tissue damage. Symptoms of DHMO ingestion can include excessive sweating and urination, and possibly a bloated feeling, nausea, vomiting and body electrolyte imbalance. For those who have become dependent, DHMO withdrawal means certain death.
Dihydrogen monoxide:
* is also known as hydroxyl acid, and is the major component of acid rain.
* contributes to the “greenhouse effect.”
* may cause severe burns.
* contributes to the erosion of our natural landscape.
* accelerates corrosion and rusting of many metals.
* may cause electrical failures and decreased effectiveness of automobile brakes.
* has been found in excised tumors of terminal cancer patients.
She won the fair and people started campaigning to ban dihydrogen monoxide – until they found out the report was a joke, and dihydrogen monoxide was the scientific name for water!
All of it is true. It’s maksed in a way that it looks poisonous, and is actually mostly harmless. I heard another bit like this:
Unfortunately, it seems that DHMO has seeped into our water supply. It appears in many filtered faucets, which let it go though along with the water. It also is already in most people’s bodies, and an overdose it deadly.
DHMO also appears in many public places. Cigarrette smoke contains some DHMO vapors.
9–You know what makes that so funny to read? Everything she said is true, even if it’s not the “whole” truth….. lol, that is very, very funny–especially that anybody actually bought it.
9-It’s not called dihydrogen monoxide.
Oxygen hydride is the scientific name.
And water has killed very few people. It’s the lack of oxygen that does it. Oxygen has killed just as many or more people as/than AIDS.
My friend told me a story about some crooks who robbed a bank with a donut truck, swapping the money into donut boxes, and leaving money bags full of donuts in the vault. They got found out, of course, and, for once, the cops really were chasing a donut truck!
Or at least that’s what Lauren said. I don’t know if I believe it.
13–actually, following the naming structure of compounds (CO2, is carbon DIoxide, CO is carbon MONoxide), H2O can be called dihydrogen oxide (I learned this in AP chem two years ago). Of course, following this nomenclature, it is more appropriate to call it simply hydrogen oxide (as H2S is hydrogen Sulfide, not Dihydrogen monosulfide, etc.)
Additionally, water, as an acid, can be called hydroxic or hydroxilic acid, or can be given the alkaline name when it acts as a base: hydrogen hydroxide.
To add to my previous post, according to International Union of Pure and Applied Chemistry (IUPAC) nomenclature, water is called water, so technically, water is it’s true scientific name, and although all the others are arguably correct, given rules for naming compounds, water is it’s only true scientific name.
7 – Ah, dihydrogen monoxide. One of the favorite jokes of my 7th grade Science Bowl team. Once when we had a substitute teacher, one of the members of our team tried to tell the sub that he had just consumed dihydrogen monoxide and would die.
9–Ha, I’ve gotten lots of people with that one, but I’ve never tried to enter it in a science fair.
Here is my favorite story. It was told to me by a friend who said it happened to a friend’s mom, so it’s up to you if you believe it…
Way back in the 70’s, a couple went on their first skiing trip together. The man loved to ski, but the woman was more interested in looking like a ski bunny than being practical–she wore a hot pink one-piece zip-up suit. The couple went on a couple of runs, and since the woman thought she had the hang of it, they decided to try a harder course.
They were at the top of the run when the woman suddenly had to use the toilet. The husband told her to ski down and go in the lodge, but she insisted that she REALLY had to go–so she skiied off into some nearby trees to heed the call of nature.
She was wearing that one-piece suit, so she had to unzip the whole thing, top to bottom, to go to the bathroom. She also was still an inexperienced skiier, and her husband hadn’t gotten around to telling her yet that you’re supposed to turn your skis perpendicular to she slope, so you don’t slide downhill…
Just as she was about to stand up, her skis started slipping down the slope–backwards. As the slope got steeper, she started picking up quite a bit of speed. By the time she thought to grab some brush, she was going too fast to hold on. She shot backwards through the trees at breakneck speed like a skiing Lady Godiva, getting whacked by branches and screeching at the top of her lungs.
The long and short of it was, ski patrol picked her up at the bottom of the hill, while a group of very interested passers-by looked on. She was taken to the first aid center in the lodge and set on a bunk to wait for her husband.
While she was there, a man was carried in with a broken arm. After he’d been taken care of, the woman asked him what had happened.
“It was the darndest thing,” he said. “I was sitting on the ski lift, looking at the scenery, when all of a sudden, this naked woman comes skiing backwards out of the trees, screaming like a banshee. I leaned over to look so far that I fell out of the ski lift and broke my arm!” He winced as he held it up for her to see. “So what about you?”
Scary urban legend (if you consider deadly diseases scary).
A young woman went to a movie theater with some friends. Halfway through the movie, she felt a sharp prick on her back, but ignored it. Later, she discovered a sticker on the back of her dress that said, “Welcome to the world of AIDS”. She thought it was just a prank, but just to be sure, she got tested for the disease. She had it. She realized that the person sitting behind her in the movie theater had injected her with AIDS-infected blood. The woman eventually died of AIDS, and the killer was never identified.
urban legends. hmmmmmmmmm. i heard this one who went to a tanning salon every day for 2 weeks and then she went to the doctor and he said her insides had been roasted and now they were rotting.
When I was in grade 1 or 2 there was this random rumor that some girl had had her head smashed against a lampost by an older boy. we all thought it was horrible and felt really sorry for the girl, even though we didn’t know who she was, until someone told us it was a lie and that the blood on the lampost was nail polish.
apparently some kid at my school sat down but the kid behind him was holding a pencil on the chair and it went 3 inches into his leg but i talked to the teacher and they said it broke the skin but didnt go in very much
35 – I have similar story, acutally. My friend told me that some kid at his school put a pencil down into the crack between the cushions on a couch for a joke. You know, you sit on it and then it pricks you and you jump of. However, the next kid to sit down threw herself onto the couch and the pencil actually did go a couple inches into her leg. Yikes.
Um, my old school had this one where a girl was playing “Crocodile” on the jungle gym, and she was the crocodile, and then she fell, as her eyes were closed, and she broke her leg. my town is completely void of urban legends. *dies of shame*
Apparently a couple and their teenage son were scuba diving. The son wanted to take a picture of his parents underwater in their scuba gear. The parents posed for the photo, and the father noticed that his son seemed to be panicking and asked him what was wrong. The son gave the “OK” hand signal, quickly snapped the photo, and swam back to the boat as fast as he could. His parents followed him and asked what he had been scared of. He showed them the photo, which explained everything.
This urban legend is false. The image is a photo of a shark merged with that of a diving couple, created for a Photoshop contest.
6-has anyone ever tried sending in dumdumds wrappers?
40- i saw a picture once where there was a guy climbing into a plane on a rope ladder and a shark jumping out of the water looking like it was going to bite the guy but it was photo shopped too.
A man, his son, and his son’s friend were out on a boat. The two boys fell overboard. There was a life ring, but if the man saved one boy, the other would drown in the time it took. He had to choose between saving his own son or his son’s friend. He saved the friend, allowing his son to die. He said he made that decision because his son was a Christian, and would certainly go to heaven. The friend wasn’t a Christian, and the father wanted him to have a chance to become one. The friend lived a long and happy life, and became a Christian.
This urban legend is not true. Random fact: On the urban legend website Snopes.com, this sort of legend is called a “glurge”. Glurges are tender, touching stories that often involve religion or miracles.
My friend Terry told me this one (I think it’s a Twilight Zone):
A kid was eating some Halloween candy and felt something sharp. He pulled it out of his mouth and it was a razor blade. He freaked; sure enough, there were several razor blades in the candy. However by the time he discovered this some of htem were already in his stomach and he died.
Has anyone ever heard the tree octopus one? Here’s a clip from their false website:
“The Pacific Northwest tree octopus (Octopus paxarbolis) can be found in the temperate rainforests of the Olympic Peninsula on the west coast of North America. Their habitat lies on the Eastern side of the Olympic mountain range, adjacent to Hood Canal. These solitary cephalopods reach an average size (measured from arm-tip to mantle-tip,) of 30-33 cm. Unlike most other cephalopods, tree octopuses are amphibious, spending only their early life and the period of their mating season in their ancestral aquatic environment. Because of the moistness of the rainforests and specialized skin adaptations, they are able to keep from becoming desiccated for prolonged periods of time, but given the chance they would prefer resting in pooled water.
An intelligent and inquisitive being (it has the largest brain-to-body ratio for any mollusk), the tree octopus explores its arboreal world by both touch and sight. Adaptations its ancestors originally evolved in the three dimensional environment of the sea have been put to good use in the spatially complex maze of the coniferous Olympic rainforests. The challenges and richness of this environment (and the intimate way in which it interacts with it,) may account for the tree octopus’s advanced behavioral development. (Some evolutionary theorists suppose that “arboreal adaptation” is what laid the groundwork in primates for the evolution of the human mind.)
Reaching out with one of her eight arms, each covered in sensitive suckers, a tree octopus might grab a branch to pull herself along in a form of locomotion called tentaculation; or she might be preparing to strike at an insect or small vertebrate, such as a frog or rodent, or steal an egg from a bird’s nest; or she might even be examining some object that caught her fancy, instinctively desiring to manipulate it with her dexterous limbs (really deserving the title “sensory organs” more than mere “limbs”,) in order to better know it.
Map of estimated tree octopus maximum range, including spawning waters. Tree octopuses have eyesight comparable to humans. Besides allowing them to see their prey and environment, it helps them in inter-octopus relations. Although they are not social animals like us, they display to one-another their emotions through their ability to change the color of their skin: red indicates anger, white fear, while they normally maintain a mottled brown tone to blend in with the background.
The reproductive cycle of the tree octopus is still linked to its roots in the waters of the Puget Sound from where it is thought to have originated. Every year, in Spring, tree octopuses leave their homes in the Olympic National Forest and migrate towards the shore and, eventually, their spawning grounds in Hood Canal. There, they congregate (the only real social time in their lives,) and find mates. After the male has deposited his sperm, he returns to the forests, leaving the female to find an aquatic lair in which to attach her strands of egg-clusters. The female will guard and care for her eggs until they hatch, refusing even to eat, and usually dying from her selflessness. The young will spend the first month or so floating through Hood Canal, Admiralty Inlet, and as far as North Puget Sound before eventually moving out of the water and beginning their adult lives.
Plus the picture:
[I snipped the link. But it’s not too hard to find by googling. So fret not — Rosanne]
Many people know that the first thing Neil Armstrong said when he landed on the moon was “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” But many people don’t know that what he said next was “Good Luck, Mr. Gorsky.”
Why Mr. Gorsky? Apparently, when Armstrong was a boy, he used to be good at baseball. One day, when he was playing in his yard, he hit a baseball over the fence into the Gorsky’s yard. Naturally, Armstrong went to retrieve his ball, and when he went, he heard Mr. and Mrs. Gorsky getting into an argument with Mrs. Gorsky. All he heard was this.
“SEX? SEX, MR. GORSKY? YOU’LL GET SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!”
46– o.O really? I wonder if anyone’s ever tried that…I’ll remember that next time I’m stranded on a deserted island in unfashionable footwear…
51–That’s hilarious!
Some kid who used to live down the street from me said that the woods near my house are where the story of Sleepy Hollow actually happened. He also said that he jumped the fence into the neighbor’s yard to get his baseball and got attacked by their pitbull, but they didn’t have a pitbull.
Supposedly there was a ghost of a cheerleader in the basement bathroom of our old middle school.
There’s also a pool on the roof of the high school, and when you’re a freshman you can buy a pass for it from any upperclassman.
My teacher told us that when he was a kid, his older brother told him Flipper was really Lassie in a dolphin suit, and Lassie was Flipper in a dog suit. He believed him.
This is a one-question test sent around the Internet as a chain email. It’s supposed to find out whether you think like a criminal psychopath.
A woman, while at the funeral of her own mother, met a man she didn’t know. She thought this guy was amazing, so much her dream guy, that she believed him to be just that! She fell in love with him right there, but never asked for his number and couldn’t find him. A few days later, she killed her own sister.
Question: What is her motive in killing her sister?
THINK OF YOUR ANSWER BEFORE READING ANY FURTHER
Answer: She was hoping that the guy would appear at the funeral again.
If you answered this correctly, you think like a psychopath. This was a test by a famous American Psychologist used to test if one has the same mentality as a killer.
Many arrested serial killers took part in the test and answered the question correctly. If you didn’t answer the question correctly, good for you.
This test is not actually used to determine if people think like murderers. Psychologists have confirmed that it is not accurate and that no accurate “killer mentality” test has just one question. By the way, my answer was that the man was in love with the woman’s sister.
65- I thought she told him that she was somehow involved with him (dated him, slept with him, had his kid, etc.) and she was so jealous she killed her.
68- one time, when I was new at my school, I walked in a door from the soccer field that I thought led to the gym or a supply room, and found 6th grade boys starting to change for gym. That was embarrassing.
I will attempt to revive this dead thread with a funny urban legend.
The Make-A-Wish Foundation is a group that grants wishes for terminally ill children. They are in danger of bankruptcy because one 8-year-old boy with leukemia wished for unlimited wishes. They now have to give him everything he wants, every day until he dies. And he won’t die anytime soon, because he wished for the best possible medical care. Normally, there would be legal issues, but he wished for there not to be. Now, many sick children will not get their wishes because all of the company’s money is being spent on this boy.
This story was made up by the satirical newspaper The Onion, but some people thought it was real. You can find a fake news broadcast about it by Googling “onion news unlimited wishes”.
Ummm… there’s a patch of woods behind a local school and supposedly there’s some old cannibalistic hermit back there in a clearing… I once went back there with a friend. There wasn’t any hermit, but there was a clearing… quite large in fact, and all clogged up with buckthorn thickets… actually there could have been a hut back there. It was quite thick, and I never actually fully explored it.
at a camp by my house there is a shed and apparently someguy who went to camp ther egot his eye shot out during an archery lesson and was so embarassed that he left but he loved camp so much he stayed there and lived in this shed and only comes out at night.
Time to engage in that time-honored pastime, pointlessly posting on a dead thread!
75th post! yay yay yay yay aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa noodle
Here’s an urban legend I actually heard at school. I don’t know if it’s true.
A family thought it would be funny to get a MySpace account and pretend to be a teenage boy, so they did. On MySpace, they met this teenage girl, who eventually wanted to meet the boy in real life. Then they felt guilty about tricking her, so they confessed that the boy wasn’t real. The girl killed herself.
I also have a very scary urban legend, which I may post to revive the thread, but only with a VERY SCARY URBAN LEGEND warning (like a spoiler warning) before it.
The incident with the online impersonation and the suicide actually happened. The woman went on trial last year. Newspaper accounts are easy to find online.
The impersonation took place on MySpace. The girl and her neighbors lived in Dardenne Prairie, Missouri. Last November, a jury in Los Angeles (where MySpace is based) convicted the woman of three misdemeanors but rejected felony charges.
77-80 – Yes, I’ve heard that too. I believe there was an article in Newsweek about it a while back.
A few summers ago, the girls at my camp claimed that there was a region of the building that was haunted by the ghost of an old lady and that people had died there. Then again, these were the same girls that think clowns will kill them in their sleep and that they have “soul-selves” that live in parallel universes.
Oooh, I’ve got a TRUE one! This is extremely creepy.
The place where my theater/puppetry group meets used to be a house. The room where we have our stage is right next to a little room which used to be a bedroom. In this room, a girl killed herself. She was left at the altar, and she was so heartbroken that she drank lye. In case you don’t know, that’s got a pH of 14. It’s EXTREMELY basic. It took her three days to die.
Now whenever you go there at night, you can hear really creepy sounds like a bunch of rats running across the floor. That’s what Andrea (the director) told me, anyway. Although I don’t see what this has to do with the rest of the story, I don’t doubt that it’s true. I swear, the whole thing’s true! I didn’t believe it at first because the way Brianne told it, it sounded like she was making it up off the top of her head… But then Andrea told me it’s totally true.
At Space Academy, sometime counselors will tell their kids that the Saturn V on display there was supposed to be part of a traveling exhibit, but the people in the town wanted to keep it there because they’d built it, so they popped the tires on the big carts that held it up. Except, of course, that those carts have metal tires.
VERY SCARY, POSSIBLY NIGHTMARE-INDUCING, URBAN LEGEND. IF, DESPITE MY WARNING, YOU WANT TO READ IT, SCROLL DOWN.
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A girl’s parents went to a party and left her at home with her faithful collie dog. She went to bed, and the dog took its customary place under the bed. During the night, she heard a sound from the bathroom: drip…drip…drip… She was scared, so she put her hand under the bed where the dog was, and it licked her hand. She was comforted, and fell asleep again. (In some versions of the legend, this happens several times.) Eventually, she decided to go into the bathroom to see what it was. She saw…
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Her dog, its throat slit, was hanging from the shower faucet, its blood dripping into the bathtub. Written on the mirror in the dog’s blood were the words, “HUMANS CAN LICK TOO”.
85–two things wrong with that. 1) if a kid (and I am including people my age, such as myself) were home alone with a dog, and had any reason to be scared, end would make the dog sleep in the bed with her, not just let it sleep under the bed. Speaking from personal experience here–just a little over a year ago, when I was house/pet sitting with someone (that is, me, 17, alone in someone else’s house with three dogs and two cats), and I watched a few too many scary movies on tv (they have like every channel imagineable, including those channels that play back to back movies without commercials), I of course managed to scare myself. So, in addition to getting all three dogs to pile into the bed with me (they were allowed not only in all the beds, but on the couches as well–big dogs, two goldens and a samoi), I slept with the lamp on……
2) Nobody, nobody who is scared is going to uncover a hand and stick it UNDER A BED. My bed has so much stuff under it nothing bigger than a rat or small cat could manage to fit, but even at age almost 19, if I have watched a scary movie, and it is pitch black in the room (that is, I can’t even see my hand two inches in front of my face, which is how dark it is in my room in winter), not only do I sleep with all my blankets so tight about me nothing can get in, I would never, I repeat never, drop my hand down to where the imagined monster under the bed (monster which could be human, and which couldn’t fit anyway) could possibly grab me…….
Cna you say wimp? Sure, but you all see how the brave ones end up in horror movies: dead. they always go looking for the source of the suspicious noises, instead of being smart and running for their lives.
Anyway, I think that reminds me of a scary stroy I read once (when I was younger, like 10-14 or so, I was very into scary stories)…..
I heard that once In 6th grade. I was deathly afraid of shower curtains for years. In my vversion, it was a lady whos husband had gone on a buisness trip and she went and turned off the kitchen sink and the bathroom sink first.
What I want to know, is what did the girl do after she found the dog?
88–oh, that’s easy. I’m sure while her terrified mind was processing the human under the bed came up behind her and then tortured and killed her. Isn’t that how it works in the best (that is, most gruesome) horror stories? Yes, I’m morbid
93- I do that all the time. I find it very comfortable, and It’s easier for me to fall asleep that way, even if I’m not scared. It’s just one of my weird quirks.
Here’s another version of post 85 that I found:
Once there was a a beautiful young girl who lived in a small town just south of Farmersburg. Her parents had to go to town for a while, so they left their daughter home alone, but protected by her dog, which was a very large collie. The parents told the girl to lock all the windows and doors after they had left. And at about 8:00pm the parents went to town. So doing what she was told the girl shut and locked evey window and every door. But there was one window in the basement that would not close completely.
Trying as best as she could she finally got the window shut, but it would not lock. So she left the window, and went back upstairs. But just to make sure that no one could get in, she put the dead-bolt lock on the basement door.
Then she sat down had some dinner and decided to go to sleep for the night. Settling down to sleep at about 12:00 she snuggled up with the dog and fell asleep.
But at one point, she suddenly woke up. She turned and looked at the clock…it was 2:30. She snuggled down again wondering what had woken her…..when she heard a noise. It was a dripping sound. She thought that she had left the water running, and now it was dripping into the drain of her sink. So thinking it was no big deal she decided to go back to sleep.
But she felt nervous so she reached her hand over the edge of her bed, and let the dog lick her hand for reassurance that he would protect her. Again at about 3:45 she woke up hearing dripping. She was slightly angry now but went back to sleep anyway. Again she reached down and let the dog lick her hand. Then she fell back to sleep.
At 6:52 the girl decided that she had had enough…she got up just in time to see her parents were pulling up to the house. “Good,”she thought. “Now somebody can fix the sink…’cause I know I didn’t leave it running.” She walked to the bathroom and there was the collie dog, skinned and hung up on the curtain rod. The noise she heard was its blood dripping into a puddle on the floor. The girl screamed and ran to her bedroom to get a weapon, in case someone was still in the house…..and there on the floor, next to her bed she saw a small note, written in blood, saying: HUMANS CAN LICK TOO MY BEAUTIFUL.
I heard that once, there was this thread about Urban Legends, and it was very popular, but one day it died. Now, every now and then its corpse starts to stalk the blog telling people to post on it. Nobody did, and one day, the Bloggers started to disappear one by one.
Some say the thread took it’s victims to provide sufficient fodder for an urban legend, to revive itself. Kinda creepy, but an excellent example of the First Law of Thermodynamics.
I shall attempt a revival here, but if this doesn’t take off, can you guys please re-post this on the main page?
Who can forget the scary story of Bloody Mary, the evil spirit who will scratch your eyes out when summoned? Most people heard the Bloody Mary legend when they were children, listening to spooky ghost stories around the campfire. The tale is still told at slumber parties, campouts, and late-night bonfire parties.
The legend claims that the evil woman can be summoned by chanting “Bloody Mary” into a mirror anywhere from three to one-hundred times in a darkened room lit only by a candle. (Thirteen seems to be the most popular number of chants, appropriately so.) The bathroom is the most popular setting to test out the legend, but other dark rooms seem applicable.
After the given amount of chants, the spirit will then appear in a mirror and claw your eyes out and death will follow. Other variations have her driving you insane or pulling you into the mirror, never to be seen again.
Who Bloody Mary really is remains a mystery. While there are many versions of this story, most accounts point to a woman named Mary Worth, who was horribly disfigured in a car crash. Some people still tell of a witch who was burned at the stake and has returned for revenge, or it may be the devil himself who comes for your soul.
The Bloody Mary Legend saw some rising popularity with a variation of the story in the 1992 movie “Candyman” that used the idea for it’s plot. When the characters chanted “Candyman” in the mirror 5 times, he would appear and murder them with his hook hand. I found this movie terrifying! Although I can say that as an adult I generally don’t have any nightmares from horror movies, this one I remember vividly — waking up in a cold sweat, and trying not to fall back asleep.
The movie “Urban Legend” was released to theatres in 1998 and borrowed the Bloody Mary myth once again, for one of it’s stories. As if that wasn’t enough, 2005 brought us “Urban Legends: Bloody Mary,” which was released directly to DVD. There’s no doubt, the horrific tale will appear again, perhaps in yet another version with a different twist.
While you may think you’re safe from mean, old Bloody Mary, think again… Legend has it that if you are near a mirror in total darkness, she can still come for you, regardless of whether or not you’re trying to call for her.
This post courtesy of halloween-website.com. It does technically classify as an urban legend.
A family living in America moved to England for a period of five years. durig those years, they kept in touch with the mother’s grandmother.
The grandmother routinely sent over cheap “just add water” foods from the states. One day a small package arrived that weighed about 5 pounds. It was just a regular old tin wrapped in tissue paper, like a cocoa powder tin. Inside there was a gray powder, which the family added water to and heated. After consuming the meal, the family all agreed that Grammy was losing her mind, and it was the worst thing they’d ever had. Shortly after, the grandmother sent a letter, containing a two-pound amulet saying the following:
The Johnsons:
Grandpa has passed. He died in his sleep about a week ago, and I sent the ashes to you in a small cocoa tin, securely wrapped in tissue. He had always wished for his ashes to be spread in a field in Ireland. Could you please do so? My Comcast telephone plan ran out, so I couldn’t call to tell you, and to send this letter with his amulet and the 5-pound box of ashes would have cost too much to send. Please scatter his ashes, he was counting on you.
Lot of love,
Grammy Ida
This has not yet been confirmed. Here’s a more funny one, written in Engrish.
How Prepare Frog Thong (Tounge)
Notes:
A product has the stickiness and is just like a soft rubber ban with a high contractility, It can be played to stick the remote objects.
Inspite of it is sticky, it is never like the chewing guns which is glued tightly and cannot be separated.
If the stickiness is not good enough, it can be washed with soap. After it is dried, it can be used many times.
The packing paper has printed the bug picture, which can be cut as per the black frame and placed on the table, then you can officially stick the paper with frog tongue.
The key part of throwing away is the same as throwing of fish rod, i.e., to throw out slowly with all of none of your strengh.
No matter what you make a round ball, it will recover to original shape.
CAUSHUNS:
Never throw out the other persons head.
Keep away from fire.
In spite of non-toxic, it cannot be eaten.
Never pull out tongue of frog hard, as it may seperate.
Its content has the oil, so if it touches on cloth, precious object or wall, the stains will remain if you don’t care about it.
Never put on surface of any object, shall keep in polybag.
98- The first time I went to Space Camp, our team name was “von Braun”, and we won a contest against another team on the obstacle course, so the councilors had us shout “Von Braun! Von Braun! Von Braun!” three times in celebration. We joked that this meant Wernher von Braun would show up in our mirrors when we went to brush our teeth that night.
Another scary one:
The Slender Man is a tall, skinny man in a black suit. His face is always hidden in shadow, or possibly he has none at all. He can appear anywhere: on the street, out your window, even in a reflection behind you. The Slender Man never speaks or approaches, he simply watches you silently.
*shudder* Hopefully that was scary enough to bring people back to this thread.
The interesting thing about the Slender Man is that despite knowing the story of how the myth was created, and knowing that it is absolutely not true in any way whatsoever, I still sometimes can’t help but believe in him.
How was the myth created? *needs nightmare retardant*
You know what would make good Nightmare Retardant? A story with Slendy as the protagonist, and a good guy. Maybe he’s some sort of dimension-traveling protective spirit. With a sense of humor! OR MAYBE HE'S DISCWORLD'S DEATH.
In light of the “rearranging organs” thing, I think it’s more likely that Slenderman is an escaped nightmare that’s no longer serving his original purpose. Kind of like the original Corinthian.
I assume you’re referring to Susan Sto Helit’s monster-killing poker? In that case, you’re confusing your incredibly famous funny-but-deeply-scary British rock stars of fantasy. Dream of the Endless is a Neil Gaiman creation and has nothing to do with Terry Pratchett. Although Gaiman and Pratchett teamed up to write Good Omens…
I’m suddenly envisioning the most awesome Crisis Crossover ever.
Whoops. I’m pretty sure there are nightmare monsters in some of the Discworld books too … the dromes from Wee Free Men, and the Scissor Man from Hogfather? *has only read 6 Discworld books*
*continues hitting Slenderman with whatever household object is appropriate*
The Slender Man likes repeated numbers (adresses of those he hunts, other stuffs…). I’ve read elsewhere that the “number of the beast” was supposed to be 616 rather than 666. So where did 666 come from?
Well, there goes my “benevolent guardian spirit” hypothesis. Maybe a story where the protagonists are fighting Slendy, and kill/banish/destroy him at the end?
Yes, but ‘something even worse’ wouldn’t really help stop nightmares, even if it didn’t get the people in the end. It’s interesting to think about, though.
Um…that didn’t scare me that much. But considering that the hanging scene in Phantom Of the Opera was enough to give me nightmares maybe I’m missing something.
I’m on a Kindle so the picture quality isn’t great, but I can see what looks like a man in a black suit, with a white shirt and dark tie, standing under the roof-thing on the left. *twitch*
Rainbow*Storm- the quality’s not great anyway, it’s meant to be that way.
Okay, if you really want to see how scary it is, watch EverymanHYBRID on YouTube, starting from the first video. It starts of slow, but it gets scary eventually. (Though there are intentionally hilariously bad appearances of Slendy at the beginning, that’s revealed later.)
Today, my friends told me the psychopath question in comment 65. Turns out that I’m not a psychopath- I said that she killed her sister to not have to split the inheritance and elope with said guy. Or that the guy was her sister’s boyfriend and she killed her to get him. Totally not psychopathic, apparently
I just looked up the question (before reading your answer, luckily), and I couldn’t really figure it out for a few moment, but then I decided it might have been because he had killed the mother, and she wanted to be like him so that she’d have something to brag about if they ever met again so that he’d notice her. That does seem a bit psychopath-like, though…
I often roam creepypasta when I’m bored at night. There’s one that I like a lot that I can’t remember the title of, alas Scratch that, found it! It’s called “He Waits For You.”
There’s also “I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream” (not creepypasta, an actual story), which is fantastic,
One person asked for it. how is that popular?
Hey! Like Mythbusters? I ♥ Mythbusters!
Whoops, that was a mysterious brain fart of mine.
At any rate, I do love Mythbusters. Has anybody seen the concrete truck one?
Woah, sweet! Soo…are we just posting/discussing our favorite urban legends?
There is an urban legend that if a Tootsie Pop’s wrapper has a picture of an Indian shooting an arrow at a star (about 30% of wrappers have this symbol) , you can mail the wrapper to Tootsie Roll Industries and they will send you a free bag of Tootsie Pops. This is not true, but about 150 people per week write to the company expecting free candy. These people receive letters telling the Legend Of The Indian Star, which is a story about a man shown how to make lollipops with a chewy candy center by a magical Indian chief. Supposedly, the symbol shows that the lollipop has been personally inspected by the Indian chief.
I have heard that they are lucky, like four leaf clovers. No free candy.
5–Hey, I remember hearing something like that. Except I was thinking it was just a star. Do you know, though, I had a tootsie pop recently, one of the chocolate ones (my all time favorite when i was little–they used to give ’em out at the doctors after check ups–huh, operant conditioning, anyone?), and to be quite honest, it was one of the nastiest things I have ever tasted. I don’t understand how I used to like them. I mean, tootsie rolls are fine, but I think I will permanently pass on the tootsie pops. I’ve lost my taste for them…..
Hooray, and Urban Legends thread! I’ve never heard most urban legends, actually, which might be why I love looking at Snopes so much.
Have you guys heard of the dihydrogen monoxide scare?
7–No, but dare I ask why anyone would be so dense as to get scared over a fancy name for water?
7 – I have! A junior high student entered a science fair with a report about the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide. Here is part of the report:
Dihydrogen monoxide is colorless, odorless, tasteless, and kills uncounted thousands of people every year. Most of these deaths are caused by accidental inhalation of DHMO, but the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide do not end there. Prolonged exposure to its solid form causes severe tissue damage. Symptoms of DHMO ingestion can include excessive sweating and urination, and possibly a bloated feeling, nausea, vomiting and body electrolyte imbalance. For those who have become dependent, DHMO withdrawal means certain death.
Dihydrogen monoxide:
* is also known as hydroxyl acid, and is the major component of acid rain.
* contributes to the “greenhouse effect.”
* may cause severe burns.
* contributes to the erosion of our natural landscape.
* accelerates corrosion and rusting of many metals.
* may cause electrical failures and decreased effectiveness of automobile brakes.
* has been found in excised tumors of terminal cancer patients.
She won the fair and people started campaigning to ban dihydrogen monoxide – until they found out the report was a joke, and dihydrogen monoxide was the scientific name for water!
The funny thing is, half of the stuff is true. Water does accelerate rusting and corroding, and it is colorless, odorless, and tasteless.
It’s all true, which is the point. It just sounds really dangerous in the given context.
All of it is true. It’s maksed in a way that it looks poisonous, and is actually mostly harmless. I heard another bit like this:
Unfortunately, it seems that DHMO has seeped into our water supply. It appears in many filtered faucets, which let it go though along with the water. It also is already in most people’s bodies, and an overdose it deadly.
DHMO also appears in many public places. Cigarrette smoke contains some DHMO vapors.
This will be a fun thread to read. *munches popcorn*
9–You know what makes that so funny to read? Everything she said is true, even if it’s not the “whole” truth….. lol, that is very, very funny–especially that anybody actually bought it.
10–popcorn? I want popcorn…..pwease?
9- *cracks up*
9-It’s not called dihydrogen monoxide.
Oxygen hydride is the scientific name.
And water has killed very few people. It’s the lack of oxygen that does it. Oxygen has killed just as many or more people as/than AIDS.
I do not mean lack of oxygen.
My friend told me a story about some crooks who robbed a bank with a donut truck, swapping the money into donut boxes, and leaving money bags full of donuts in the vault. They got found out, of course, and, for once, the cops really were chasing a donut truck!
Or at least that’s what Lauren said. I don’t know if I believe it.
10) Mine,popcorn !!!!!
Anyone hear of the War of the Worlds scare in the 50’s? Although that’s not exactly an urban legend.
17–yup, I have.
13–actually, following the naming structure of compounds (CO2, is carbon DIoxide, CO is carbon MONoxide), H2O can be called dihydrogen oxide (I learned this in AP chem two years ago). Of course, following this nomenclature, it is more appropriate to call it simply hydrogen oxide (as H2S is hydrogen Sulfide, not Dihydrogen monosulfide, etc.)
Additionally, water, as an acid, can be called hydroxic or hydroxilic acid, or can be given the alkaline name when it acts as a base: hydrogen hydroxide.
To add to my previous post, according to International Union of Pure and Applied Chemistry (IUPAC) nomenclature, water is called water, so technically, water is it’s true scientific name, and although all the others are arguably correct, given rules for naming compounds, water is it’s only true scientific name.
7 – Ah, dihydrogen monoxide. One of the favorite jokes of my 7th grade Science Bowl team. Once when we had a substitute teacher, one of the members of our team tried to tell the sub that he had just consumed dihydrogen monoxide and would die.
20 – What happened?
17- Is this different from the one in the 1930s or the same?
20 – If I recall, the substitute told him that he hadn’t consumed dihydrogen monoxide and to go back to work. He then caused trouble in other ways.
9 –
4- best. explosion. EVER.
9- Smart girl. *lol*
there’s a UL that’s a bit wierd: a BB gun gets stronger force as it gets older.
That was random. Really, really, random.
Actually, it’s hydrogen hydroxide.
9–Ha, I’ve gotten lots of people with that one, but I’ve never tried to enter it in a science fair.
Here is my favorite story. It was told to me by a friend who said it happened to a friend’s mom, so it’s up to you if you believe it…
Way back in the 70’s, a couple went on their first skiing trip together. The man loved to ski, but the woman was more interested in looking like a ski bunny than being practical–she wore a hot pink one-piece zip-up suit. The couple went on a couple of runs, and since the woman thought she had the hang of it, they decided to try a harder course.
They were at the top of the run when the woman suddenly had to use the toilet. The husband told her to ski down and go in the lodge, but she insisted that she REALLY had to go–so she skiied off into some nearby trees to heed the call of nature.
She was wearing that one-piece suit, so she had to unzip the whole thing, top to bottom, to go to the bathroom. She also was still an inexperienced skiier, and her husband hadn’t gotten around to telling her yet that you’re supposed to turn your skis perpendicular to she slope, so you don’t slide downhill…
Just as she was about to stand up, her skis started slipping down the slope–backwards. As the slope got steeper, she started picking up quite a bit of speed. By the time she thought to grab some brush, she was going too fast to hold on. She shot backwards through the trees at breakneck speed like a skiing Lady Godiva, getting whacked by branches and screeching at the top of her lungs.
The long and short of it was, ski patrol picked her up at the bottom of the hill, while a group of very interested passers-by looked on. She was taken to the first aid center in the lodge and set on a bunk to wait for her husband.
While she was there, a man was carried in with a broken arm. After he’d been taken care of, the woman asked him what had happened.
“It was the darndest thing,” he said. “I was sitting on the ski lift, looking at the scenery, when all of a sudden, this naked woman comes skiing backwards out of the trees, screaming like a banshee. I leaned over to look so far that I fell out of the ski lift and broke my arm!” He winced as he held it up for her to see. “So what about you?”
Scary urban legend (if you consider deadly diseases scary).
A young woman went to a movie theater with some friends. Halfway through the movie, she felt a sharp prick on her back, but ignored it. Later, she discovered a sticker on the back of her dress that said, “Welcome to the world of AIDS”. She thought it was just a prank, but just to be sure, she got tested for the disease. She had it. She realized that the person sitting behind her in the movie theater had injected her with AIDS-infected blood. The woman eventually died of AIDS, and the killer was never identified.
Fortunately, this urban legend is false.
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Scary…
Another tootsie one is if you get three full TOOTSIE ROLL POP circles in a wrapper you get five free ones. This one is false, as well.
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HPB skiier.
urban legends. hmmmmmmmmm. i heard this one who went to a tanning salon every day for 2 weeks and then she went to the doctor and he said her insides had been roasted and now they were rotting.
31–Ha I heard that one. Bleah.
28- That’s really funny.
especially because it was HOT PINK, and she wanted to look like a ski BUNNY. 
When I was in grade 1 or 2 there was this random rumor that some girl had had her head smashed against a lampost by an older boy. we all thought it was horrible and felt really sorry for the girl, even though we didn’t know who she was, until someone told us it was a lie and that the blood on the lampost was nail polish.
apparently some kid at my school sat down but the kid behind him was holding a pencil on the chair and it went 3 inches into his leg but i talked to the teacher and they said it broke the skin but didnt go in very much
35 – I have similar story, acutally. My friend told me that some kid at his school put a pencil down into the crack between the cushions on a couch for a joke. You know, you sit on it and then it pricks you and you jump of. However, the next kid to sit down threw herself onto the couch and the pencil actually did go a couple inches into her leg. Yikes.
33–Bunny propaganda! Maybe urban legends are subliminal messages.
These firemen were smoking, and they set the firehouse on fire. The really sad thing was that I’m pretty sure that really happened.
38- That’s really hypocritical.
Um, my old school had this one where a girl was playing “Crocodile” on the jungle gym, and she was the crocodile, and then she fell, as her eyes were closed, and she broke her leg. my town is completely void of urban legends. *dies of shame*
Here’s an urban legend with a photo.
Apparently a couple and their teenage son were scuba diving. The son wanted to take a picture of his parents underwater in their scuba gear. The parents posed for the photo, and the father noticed that his son seemed to be panicking and asked him what was wrong. The son gave the “OK” hand signal, quickly snapped the photo, and swam back to the boat as fast as he could. His parents followed him and asked what he had been scared of. He showed them the photo, which explained everything.
This urban legend is false. The image is a photo of a shark merged with that of a diving couple, created for a Photoshop contest.
Apparently, someone had razor blades in a Halloween apple. I head it as someone’s friend’s cousin.
6-has anyone ever tried sending in dumdumds wrappers?
40- i saw a picture once where there was a guy climbing into a plane on a rope ladder and a shark jumping out of the water looking like it was going to bite the guy but it was photo shopped too.
Okay, here’s one.
A man, his son, and his son’s friend were out on a boat. The two boys fell overboard. There was a life ring, but if the man saved one boy, the other would drown in the time it took. He had to choose between saving his own son or his son’s friend. He saved the friend, allowing his son to die. He said he made that decision because his son was a Christian, and would certainly go to heaven. The friend wasn’t a Christian, and the father wanted him to have a chance to become one. The friend lived a long and happy life, and became a Christian.
This urban legend is not true. Random fact: On the urban legend website Snopes.com, this sort of legend is called a “glurge”. Glurges are tender, touching stories that often involve religion or miracles.
No, sorry, comment 42 is marfwarrior’s. I meant to say to change the name on comment 43. Sorry for the confusion.
42- I’ve also seen that one. Absolutely fake.
Apparently Crocs are edible if you boil them, due to the soy content…
46 – Stride gum wrappers are edible, they’re made of rice paper.
My friend Terry told me this one (I think it’s a Twilight Zone):
A kid was eating some Halloween candy and felt something sharp. He pulled it out of his mouth and it was a razor blade. He freaked; sure enough, there were several razor blades in the candy. However by the time he discovered this some of htem were already in his stomach and he died.
Oh, and there is no concrete evidence that we ever had sewer gators here in NYC.
(46) But the trouble is finding a pot to fit one in….
Has anyone ever heard the tree octopus one? Here’s a clip from their false website:
“The Pacific Northwest tree octopus (Octopus paxarbolis) can be found in the temperate rainforests of the Olympic Peninsula on the west coast of North America. Their habitat lies on the Eastern side of the Olympic mountain range, adjacent to Hood Canal. These solitary cephalopods reach an average size (measured from arm-tip to mantle-tip,) of 30-33 cm. Unlike most other cephalopods, tree octopuses are amphibious, spending only their early life and the period of their mating season in their ancestral aquatic environment. Because of the moistness of the rainforests and specialized skin adaptations, they are able to keep from becoming desiccated for prolonged periods of time, but given the chance they would prefer resting in pooled water.
An intelligent and inquisitive being (it has the largest brain-to-body ratio for any mollusk), the tree octopus explores its arboreal world by both touch and sight. Adaptations its ancestors originally evolved in the three dimensional environment of the sea have been put to good use in the spatially complex maze of the coniferous Olympic rainforests. The challenges and richness of this environment (and the intimate way in which it interacts with it,) may account for the tree octopus’s advanced behavioral development. (Some evolutionary theorists suppose that “arboreal adaptation” is what laid the groundwork in primates for the evolution of the human mind.)
Reaching out with one of her eight arms, each covered in sensitive suckers, a tree octopus might grab a branch to pull herself along in a form of locomotion called tentaculation; or she might be preparing to strike at an insect or small vertebrate, such as a frog or rodent, or steal an egg from a bird’s nest; or she might even be examining some object that caught her fancy, instinctively desiring to manipulate it with her dexterous limbs (really deserving the title “sensory organs” more than mere “limbs”,) in order to better know it.
Map of estimated tree octopus maximum range, including spawning waters. Tree octopuses have eyesight comparable to humans. Besides allowing them to see their prey and environment, it helps them in inter-octopus relations. Although they are not social animals like us, they display to one-another their emotions through their ability to change the color of their skin: red indicates anger, white fear, while they normally maintain a mottled brown tone to blend in with the background.
The reproductive cycle of the tree octopus is still linked to its roots in the waters of the Puget Sound from where it is thought to have originated. Every year, in Spring, tree octopuses leave their homes in the Olympic National Forest and migrate towards the shore and, eventually, their spawning grounds in Hood Canal. There, they congregate (the only real social time in their lives,) and find mates. After the male has deposited his sperm, he returns to the forests, leaving the female to find an aquatic lair in which to attach her strands of egg-clusters. The female will guard and care for her eggs until they hatch, refusing even to eat, and usually dying from her selflessness. The young will spend the first month or so floating through Hood Canal, Admiralty Inlet, and as far as North Puget Sound before eventually moving out of the water and beginning their adult lives.
Plus the picture:
[I snipped the link. But it’s not too hard to find by googling. So fret not — Rosanne]
Many people know that the first thing Neil Armstrong said when he landed on the moon was “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” But many people don’t know that what he said next was “Good Luck, Mr. Gorsky.”
Why Mr. Gorsky? Apparently, when Armstrong was a boy, he used to be good at baseball. One day, when he was playing in his yard, he hit a baseball over the fence into the Gorsky’s yard. Naturally, Armstrong went to retrieve his ball, and when he went, he heard Mr. and Mrs. Gorsky getting into an argument with Mrs. Gorsky. All he heard was this.
“SEX? SEX, MR. GORSKY? YOU’LL GET SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!”
51- Actually, that one’s not true either. www . snopes. com /quotes/ mrgorsky. asp
@51 – Actually, as I BELIEVE was noted by Muse a while back, Neil Armstrong stated, “That’s one small step for A man, one giant leap for mankind.”
Hilarious fact, however.
Edit: WAIT, there were two Mrs. Gorsky’s…?
/gradster(1)/ – Secretary of Bureaucracy of the ASAP
52- typo
46– o.O really? I wonder if anyone’s ever tried that…I’ll remember that next time I’m stranded on a deserted island in unfashionable footwear…
51–That’s hilarious!
51 – Hilarious, but I just looked that up on Snopes and it’s not true.
Thank gosh tree octopi aren’t real. The idea gives me the hebee-jeebies.
You should see the bamboo tree octopus. That is the freakiest piece of plastic I’ve ever seen. *giggles*
57- It’s the Urban Legends thread.
Save the Lithographic Cephalopods!
60- Don’t forget dendrophilus.
Some kid who used to live down the street from me said that the woods near my house are where the story of Sleepy Hollow actually happened. He also said that he jumped the fence into the neighbor’s yard to get his baseball and got attacked by their pitbull, but they didn’t have a pitbull.
Supposedly there was a ghost of a cheerleader in the basement bathroom of our old middle school.
There’s also a pool on the roof of the high school, and when you’re a freshman you can buy a pass for it from any upperclassman.
My teacher told us that when he was a kid, his older brother told him Flipper was really Lassie in a dolphin suit, and Lassie was Flipper in a dog suit. He believed him.
7- a bit late to comment, but that is hilarious!!!!!!!
This is a one-question test sent around the Internet as a chain email. It’s supposed to find out whether you think like a criminal psychopath.
A woman, while at the funeral of her own mother, met a man she didn’t know. She thought this guy was amazing, so much her dream guy, that she believed him to be just that! She fell in love with him right there, but never asked for his number and couldn’t find him. A few days later, she killed her own sister.
Question: What is her motive in killing her sister?
THINK OF YOUR ANSWER BEFORE READING ANY FURTHER
Answer: She was hoping that the guy would appear at the funeral again.
If you answered this correctly, you think like a psychopath. This was a test by a famous American Psychologist used to test if one has the same mentality as a killer.
Many arrested serial killers took part in the test and answered the question correctly. If you didn’t answer the question correctly, good for you.
This test is not actually used to determine if people think like murderers. Psychologists have confirmed that it is not accurate and that no accurate “killer mentality” test has just one question. By the way, my answer was that the man was in love with the woman’s sister.
65- I thought she told him that she was somehow involved with him (dated him, slept with him, had his kid, etc.) and she was so jealous she killed her.
My elementary school had some strange ventilation, and you could hear people in other parts of the building talking. It was very weird.
(67) At my first high school, you could hear voices from the boys’ locker room in one of the upstairs hallways.
68- one time, when I was new at my school, I walked in a door from the soccer field that I thought led to the gym or a supply room, and found 6th grade boys starting to change for gym. That was embarrassing.
67- In my middle school, you could hear voices in the abandoned art chamber. But there were never any people in there.
o.O
I will attempt to revive this dead thread with a funny urban legend.
The Make-A-Wish Foundation is a group that grants wishes for terminally ill children. They are in danger of bankruptcy because one 8-year-old boy with leukemia wished for unlimited wishes. They now have to give him everything he wants, every day until he dies. And he won’t die anytime soon, because he wished for the best possible medical care. Normally, there would be legal issues, but he wished for there not to be. Now, many sick children will not get their wishes because all of the company’s money is being spent on this boy.
This story was made up by the satirical newspaper The Onion, but some people thought it was real. You can find a fake news broadcast about it by Googling “onion news unlimited wishes”.
71- thats a pretty smart boy!
Ummm… there’s a patch of woods behind a local school and supposedly there’s some old cannibalistic hermit back there in a clearing… I once went back there with a friend. There wasn’t any hermit, but there was a clearing… quite large in fact, and all clogged up with buckthorn thickets… actually there could have been a hut back there. It was quite thick, and I never actually fully explored it.
at a camp by my house there is a shed and apparently someguy who went to camp ther egot his eye shot out during an archery lesson and was so embarassed that he left but he loved camp so much he stayed there and lived in this shed and only comes out at night.
Time to engage in that time-honored pastime, pointlessly posting on a dead thread!
75th post! yay yay yay yay aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa noodle
I don’t have any urban legends, but wish this thread to be revived.
Here’s an urban legend I actually heard at school. I don’t know if it’s true.
A family thought it would be funny to get a MySpace account and pretend to be a teenage boy, so they did. On MySpace, they met this teenage girl, who eventually wanted to meet the boy in real life. Then they felt guilty about tricking her, so they confessed that the boy wasn’t real. The girl killed herself.
I also have a very scary urban legend, which I may post to revive the thread, but only with a VERY SCARY URBAN LEGEND warning (like a spoiler warning) before it.
The incident with the online impersonation and the suicide actually happened. The woman went on trial last year. Newspaper accounts are easy to find online.
77) That’s scary- I heard one like it, but it was on facebook instead.
The impersonation took place on MySpace. The girl and her neighbors lived in Dardenne Prairie, Missouri. Last November, a jury in Los Angeles (where MySpace is based) convicted the woman of three misdemeanors but rejected felony charges.
77-80 – Yes, I’ve heard that too. I believe there was an article in Newsweek about it a while back.
A few summers ago, the girls at my camp claimed that there was a region of the building that was haunted by the ghost of an old lady and that people had died there. Then again, these were the same girls that think clowns will kill them in their sleep and that they have “soul-selves” that live in parallel universes.
Oooh, I’ve got a TRUE one! This is extremely creepy.
The place where my theater/puppetry group meets used to be a house. The room where we have our stage is right next to a little room which used to be a bedroom. In this room, a girl killed herself. She was left at the altar, and she was so heartbroken that she drank lye. In case you don’t know, that’s got a pH of 14. It’s EXTREMELY basic. It took her three days to die.
Now whenever you go there at night, you can hear really creepy sounds like a bunch of rats running across the floor. That’s what Andrea (the director) told me, anyway. Although I don’t see what this has to do with the rest of the story, I don’t doubt that it’s true. I swear, the whole thing’s true! I didn’t believe it at first because the way Brianne told it, it sounded like she was making it up off the top of her head… But then Andrea told me it’s totally true.
At Space Academy, sometime counselors will tell their kids that the Saturn V on display there was supposed to be part of a traveling exhibit, but the people in the town wanted to keep it there because they’d built it, so they popped the tires on the big carts that held it up. Except, of course, that those carts have metal tires.
I heard that In Switzerland everyone has to have a gun in their house because there isn’t an army.
VERY SCARY, POSSIBLY NIGHTMARE-INDUCING, URBAN LEGEND. IF, DESPITE MY WARNING, YOU WANT TO READ IT, SCROLL DOWN.
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Okay, if you insist … here it is.
A girl’s parents went to a party and left her at home with her faithful collie dog. She went to bed, and the dog took its customary place under the bed. During the night, she heard a sound from the bathroom: drip…drip…drip… She was scared, so she put her hand under the bed where the dog was, and it licked her hand. She was comforted, and fell asleep again. (In some versions of the legend, this happens several times.) Eventually, she decided to go into the bathroom to see what it was. She saw…
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Are you sure you want to know? This is the scary part.
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Fine, if you really want to know:
Her dog, its throat slit, was hanging from the shower faucet, its blood dripping into the bathtub. Written on the mirror in the dog’s blood were the words, “HUMANS CAN LICK TOO”.
END OF SCARY STORY.
No one knows if it’s true or not.
Hmmm. We need a Scary Stories thread.
85–two things wrong with that. 1) if a kid (and I am including people my age, such as myself) were home alone with a dog, and had any reason to be scared, end would make the dog sleep in the bed with her, not just let it sleep under the bed. Speaking from personal experience here–just a little over a year ago, when I was house/pet sitting with someone (that is, me, 17, alone in someone else’s house with three dogs and two cats), and I watched a few too many scary movies on tv (they have like every channel imagineable, including those channels that play back to back movies without commercials), I of course managed to scare myself. So, in addition to getting all three dogs to pile into the bed with me (they were allowed not only in all the beds, but on the couches as well–big dogs, two goldens and a samoi), I slept with the lamp on……
2) Nobody, nobody who is scared is going to uncover a hand and stick it UNDER A BED. My bed has so much stuff under it nothing bigger than a rat or small cat could manage to fit, but even at age almost 19, if I have watched a scary movie, and it is pitch black in the room (that is, I can’t even see my hand two inches in front of my face, which is how dark it is in my room in winter), not only do I sleep with all my blankets so tight about me nothing can get in, I would never, I repeat never, drop my hand down to where the imagined monster under the bed (monster which could be human, and which couldn’t fit anyway) could possibly grab me…….
Cna you say wimp? Sure, but you all see how the brave ones end up in horror movies: dead. they always go looking for the source of the suspicious noises, instead of being smart and running for their lives.
Anyway, I think that reminds me of a scary stroy I read once (when I was younger, like 10-14 or so, I was very into scary stories)…..
85 – That is freaky. It’ll be hard to top that one, even if we do get a scary stories thread.
I heard that once In 6th grade. I was deathly afraid of shower curtains for years. In my vversion, it was a lady whos husband had gone on a buisness trip and she went and turned off the kitchen sink and the bathroom sink first.
What I want to know, is what did the girl do after she found the dog?
88–oh, that’s easy. I’m sure while her terrified mind was processing the human under the bed came up behind her and then tortured and killed her. Isn’t that how it works in the best (that is, most gruesome) horror stories?
Yes, I’m morbid
85- *shudder* I’m boarding up the bottom of my bed right now.
85- I have heard that delightful story before. As i recall, it made me extremely afraid of putting my hand beneath my bed during 1st grade.
85- Wow, that’s twisted.
86- When I’m afraid and trying to sleep, I even wrap the blankets around my head like those scarfs old ladies wear.
93- I do that all the time. I find it very comfortable, and It’s easier for me to fall asleep that way, even if I’m not scared. It’s just one of my weird quirks.
85- I agree.
Here’s another version of post 85 that I found:
Once there was a a beautiful young girl who lived in a small town just south of Farmersburg. Her parents had to go to town for a while, so they left their daughter home alone, but protected by her dog, which was a very large collie. The parents told the girl to lock all the windows and doors after they had left. And at about 8:00pm the parents went to town. So doing what she was told the girl shut and locked evey window and every door. But there was one window in the basement that would not close completely.
Trying as best as she could she finally got the window shut, but it would not lock. So she left the window, and went back upstairs. But just to make sure that no one could get in, she put the dead-bolt lock on the basement door.
Then she sat down had some dinner and decided to go to sleep for the night. Settling down to sleep at about 12:00 she snuggled up with the dog and fell asleep.
But at one point, she suddenly woke up. She turned and looked at the clock…it was 2:30. She snuggled down again wondering what had woken her…..when she heard a noise. It was a dripping sound. She thought that she had left the water running, and now it was dripping into the drain of her sink. So thinking it was no big deal she decided to go back to sleep.
But she felt nervous so she reached her hand over the edge of her bed, and let the dog lick her hand for reassurance that he would protect her. Again at about 3:45 she woke up hearing dripping. She was slightly angry now but went back to sleep anyway. Again she reached down and let the dog lick her hand. Then she fell back to sleep.
At 6:52 the girl decided that she had had enough…she got up just in time to see her parents were pulling up to the house. “Good,”she thought. “Now somebody can fix the sink…’cause I know I didn’t leave it running.” She walked to the bathroom and there was the collie dog, skinned and hung up on the curtain rod. The noise she heard was its blood dripping into a puddle on the floor. The girl screamed and ran to her bedroom to get a weapon, in case someone was still in the house…..and there on the floor, next to her bed she saw a small note, written in blood, saying: HUMANS CAN LICK TOO MY BEAUTIFUL.
I heard that once, there was this thread about Urban Legends, and it was very popular, but one day it died. Now, every now and then its corpse starts to stalk the blog telling people to post on it. Nobody did, and one day, the Bloggers started to disappear one by one.
Some say the thread took it’s victims to provide sufficient fodder for an urban legend, to revive itself. Kinda creepy, but an excellent example of the First Law of Thermodynamics.
I shall attempt a revival here, but if this doesn’t take off, can you guys please re-post this on the main page?
Who can forget the scary story of Bloody Mary, the evil spirit who will scratch your eyes out when summoned? Most people heard the Bloody Mary legend when they were children, listening to spooky ghost stories around the campfire. The tale is still told at slumber parties, campouts, and late-night bonfire parties.
The legend claims that the evil woman can be summoned by chanting “Bloody Mary” into a mirror anywhere from three to one-hundred times in a darkened room lit only by a candle. (Thirteen seems to be the most popular number of chants, appropriately so.) The bathroom is the most popular setting to test out the legend, but other dark rooms seem applicable.
After the given amount of chants, the spirit will then appear in a mirror and claw your eyes out and death will follow. Other variations have her driving you insane or pulling you into the mirror, never to be seen again.
Who Bloody Mary really is remains a mystery. While there are many versions of this story, most accounts point to a woman named Mary Worth, who was horribly disfigured in a car crash. Some people still tell of a witch who was burned at the stake and has returned for revenge, or it may be the devil himself who comes for your soul.
The Bloody Mary Legend saw some rising popularity with a variation of the story in the 1992 movie “Candyman” that used the idea for it’s plot. When the characters chanted “Candyman” in the mirror 5 times, he would appear and murder them with his hook hand. I found this movie terrifying! Although I can say that as an adult I generally don’t have any nightmares from horror movies, this one I remember vividly — waking up in a cold sweat, and trying not to fall back asleep.
The movie “Urban Legend” was released to theatres in 1998 and borrowed the Bloody Mary myth once again, for one of it’s stories. As if that wasn’t enough, 2005 brought us “Urban Legends: Bloody Mary,” which was released directly to DVD. There’s no doubt, the horrific tale will appear again, perhaps in yet another version with a different twist.
While you may think you’re safe from mean, old Bloody Mary, think again… Legend has it that if you are near a mirror in total darkness, she can still come for you, regardless of whether or not you’re trying to call for her.
This post courtesy of halloween-website.com. It does technically classify as an urban legend.
Here’s another, from Snopes:
A family living in America moved to England for a period of five years. durig those years, they kept in touch with the mother’s grandmother.
The grandmother routinely sent over cheap “just add water” foods from the states. One day a small package arrived that weighed about 5 pounds. It was just a regular old tin wrapped in tissue paper, like a cocoa powder tin. Inside there was a gray powder, which the family added water to and heated. After consuming the meal, the family all agreed that Grammy was losing her mind, and it was the worst thing they’d ever had. Shortly after, the grandmother sent a letter, containing a two-pound amulet saying the following:
The Johnsons:
Grandpa has passed. He died in his sleep about a week ago, and I sent the ashes to you in a small cocoa tin, securely wrapped in tissue. He had always wished for his ashes to be spread in a field in Ireland. Could you please do so? My Comcast telephone plan ran out, so I couldn’t call to tell you, and to send this letter with his amulet and the 5-pound box of ashes would have cost too much to send. Please scatter his ashes, he was counting on you.
Lot of love,
Grammy Ida
This has not yet been confirmed. Here’s a more funny one, written in Engrish.
How Prepare Frog Thong (Tounge)
Notes:
A product has the stickiness and is just like a soft rubber ban with a high contractility, It can be played to stick the remote objects.
Inspite of it is sticky, it is never like the chewing guns which is glued tightly and cannot be separated.
If the stickiness is not good enough, it can be washed with soap. After it is dried, it can be used many times.
The packing paper has printed the bug picture, which can be cut as per the black frame and placed on the table, then you can officially stick the paper with frog tongue.
The key part of throwing away is the same as throwing of fish rod, i.e., to throw out slowly with all of none of your strengh.
No matter what you make a round ball, it will recover to original shape.
CAUSHUNS:
Never throw out the other persons head.
Keep away from fire.
In spite of non-toxic, it cannot be eaten.
Never pull out tongue of frog hard, as it may seperate.
Its content has the oil, so if it touches on cloth, precious object or wall, the stains will remain if you don’t care about it.
Never put on surface of any object, shall keep in polybag.
Spelling errors intentional.
98- The first time I went to Space Camp, our team name was “von Braun”, and we won a contest against another team on the obstacle course, so the councilors had us shout “Von Braun! Von Braun! Von Braun!” three times in celebration. We joked that this meant Wernher von Braun would show up in our mirrors when we went to brush our teeth that night.
99- Engrish is hilarious.
“Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down?
That’s not my department,” says Wernher von Braun.
Engrish funny!
Another scary one:
The Slender Man is a tall, skinny man in a black suit. His face is always hidden in shadow, or possibly he has none at all. He can appear anywhere: on the street, out your window, even in a reflection behind you. The Slender Man never speaks or approaches, he simply watches you silently.
*shudder* Hopefully that was scary enough to bring people back to this thread.
The interesting thing about the Slender Man is that despite knowing the story of how the myth was created, and knowing that it is absolutely not true in any way whatsoever, I still sometimes can’t help but believe in him.
How was the myth created? *needs nightmare retardant*
You know what would make good Nightmare Retardant? A story with Slendy as the protagonist, and a good guy. Maybe he’s some sort of dimension-traveling protective spirit. With a sense of humor!
OR MAYBE HE'S DISCWORLD'S DEATH.Maybe he’s Dream.
Best WMG ever.
What’s a WMG?
Wild Mass Guess. It means an “out there” guess about something that probably has little chance of being true.
In light of the “rearranging organs” thing, I think it’s more likely that Slenderman is an escaped nightmare that’s no longer serving his original purpose. Kind of like the original Corinthian.
*hits Slenderman repeatedly with a poker*
I assume you’re referring to Susan Sto Helit’s monster-killing poker? In that case, you’re confusing your incredibly famous funny-but-deeply-scary British rock stars of fantasy. Dream of the Endless is a Neil Gaiman creation and has nothing to do with Terry Pratchett. Although Gaiman and Pratchett teamed up to write Good Omens…
I’m suddenly envisioning the most awesome Crisis Crossover ever.
Whoops. I’m pretty sure there are nightmare monsters in some of the Discworld books too … the dromes from Wee Free Men, and the Scissor Man from Hogfather? *has only read 6 Discworld books*
*continues hitting Slenderman with whatever household object is appropriate*
Some guy made a picture for a photoshop tutorial and somebody else made up a story about it.
More nightmare fuel:
The Slender Man likes repeated numbers (adresses of those he hunts, other stuffs…). I’ve read elsewhere that the “number of the beast” was supposed to be 616 rather than 666. So where did 666 come from?
That’s right.
Well, that was enough to stop me from sleeping for a week.
And then his victims are found with their inner organs torn out and replaced haphazardly.
Well, there goes my “benevolent guardian spirit” hypothesis. Maybe a story where the protagonists are fighting Slendy, and kill/banish/destroy him at the end?
Perhaps he’s saving them from something even worse?
Yes, but ‘something even worse’ wouldn’t really help stop nightmares, even if it didn’t get the people in the end. It’s interesting to think about, though.
Um…that didn’t scare me that much. But considering that the hanging scene in Phantom Of the Opera was enough to give me nightmares maybe I’m missing something.
Here, try this picture (GAPAs, change the link into a picture?)
Look at the left.
I still don’t get why this is scary. Also I’m thinking that that’s a woman, not a man.
I’m on a Kindle so the picture quality isn’t great, but I can see what looks like a man in a black suit, with a white shirt and dark tie, standing under the roof-thing on the left. *twitch*
oh. The other left. >_<
Wait, at the far left?
Rainbow*Storm- the quality’s not great anyway, it’s meant to be that way.
Okay, if you really want to see how scary it is, watch EverymanHYBRID on YouTube, starting from the first video. It starts of slow, but it gets scary eventually. (Though there are intentionally hilariously bad appearances of Slendy at the beginning, that’s revealed later.)
Oh.
*runs off to panic closet*
Today, my friends told me the psychopath question in comment 65. Turns out that I’m not a psychopath- I said that she killed her sister to not have to split the inheritance and elope with said guy. Or that the guy was her sister’s boyfriend and she killed her to get him. Totally not psychopathic, apparently
I just looked up the question (before reading your answer, luckily), and I couldn’t really figure it out for a few moment, but then I decided it might have been because he had killed the mother, and she wanted to be like him so that she’d have something to brag about if they ever met again so that he’d notice her. That does seem a bit psychopath-like, though…
I often roam creepypasta when I’m bored at night. There’s one that I like a lot
that I can’t remember the title of, alasScratch that, found it! It’s called “He Waits For You.”There’s also “I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream” (not creepypasta, an actual story), which is fantastic,
Ooh, I love creepypasta. The pics tend to freak me out, though. I’ll go check that one out.
No wonder you don’t get much sleep…
Has anyone heard of the “lonely” 52-hertz whale? Very depressing.
Has anyone seen the new Marble Hornets episode? Theories?