Creepypasta stories

2251 Stahlheber Road

CALL TRANSCRIPTION #0703321-A32.4

DATE: 08-22-2011

TIME CALL START: 09:37 PM

TIME CALL END: 09:52 PM

BEGIN CALL

OPERATOR: 9-1-1, do you need police, fire department, or ambulance?

CALLER: Send the police! Please! Send the police to Hawkes Farm, 2251 Stahlheber Road! Somebody broke into my home...!

OPERATOR: Okay, ma’am—

CALLER: Somebody broke into my home and killed my family! Please, send the police now! There’s blood! There is blood everywhere!

OPERATOR: Ma’am, I’ve notified officers, they should be there shortly. What’s your name?

CALLER: Mary Carter...Oh God...I’m so scared...

*Muffled yelling and banging*

OPERATOR: Who is that?

CALLER: I don’t know! There’s a man banging on my front door! It looks like he’s covered in blood!

OPERATOR: Do you know him?

CALLER: No!

OPERATOR: Does he have a weapon?

CALLER: No, he’s just banging on the door! His shirt’s covered in blood! I think he’s trying to break in...! I have my husband’s shotgun with me...I don’t really know how to use it...Oh God, I...I can’t shoot him, I can’t do it--!

OPERATOR: Mrs. Carter, I don’t advise you to use the weapon, but you should keep it nearby just in case.

CALLER: The window is going to break!

OPERATOR: Mrs. Carter, if he breaks in—

CALLER: I don’t think I can shoot him! No, no, I...He’s starting to hit the window really hard! Oh God, he’s going to break in again! He’s just screaming at me! He’s crazy!

*Glass breaks; There’s a loud “clack” as the caller drops the phone; The caller screams and there is a gunshot, followed by a moment of silence)*

OPERATOR: Mrs. Carter?

*More silence; The caller picks the phone back up*

CALLER: Oh Jesus, help me...Oh God...I shot him...I shot him...Dear Lord, help me...

OPERATOR: Mrs. Carter, you were defending yourself. Everything is fine. Mrs. Carter, you did what you needed to do. He could have hurt you.

CALLER: I just...

OPERATOR: You need to stay on the line and go outside, now, and wait for police officers to get there.

CALLER: No, I need to find Susan!

OPERATOR: Who’s Susan?

CALLER: I need to find my daughter, I need to find Susan. Please help me find her, she’s only six years old! She has to be hiding somewhere in the house! Susan!!

OPERATOR: Mrs. Car—

CALLER: I can’t find my daughter! I can’t...Oh God, they’re all dead and I can’t find her! I’ve searched everywhere!

OPERATOR: Mrs. Carter, your daughter probably made it out of the house.

CALLER: I need to find my daughter!

OPERATOR: Mrs. Carter, the police will be there shortly. They will find your daughter. Right now, I need you to get out of the house.

*The caller gasps*