Short scary stories

Video Camera

A few years ago, there was a young man named Bryan who went to university. He didn't have enough money to live in the campus accommodation, so he had to rent an apartment on is own in the city.

After he had been living there alone for a while, he began to notice some strange things happening Often, when he came back from college, the curtains in his bedroom would be drawn, when he distinctly remembered having left them open when he left that morning. At other times , some of his belongings seemed to have been moved and other possessions were nowhere to be found. These strange occurrences started to creep Bryan out, so the young man decided to talk to his friends Trisha and Alex, about the situation. They met him at a local diner and, over coffee he told them all about the strange things he had noticed.

"Maybe I'm just being paranoid", said Bryan. "But I just get the sneaking suspicion that someone is breaking into my apartment during the day, while I'm at university and..."

"And what?", interrupted Alex. "Rearranging your curtains and moving your tuff around? Who in their mind would bother doing that?

"It sounds crazy, but you might have a stalker.", said Trisha. "It's a possibility. If it's true, I think the best thing to do is contact the police."

"What can the police do?" asked Alex. "They're not going to spend their time keeping your apartment under surveillance. Besides, there no damage to any of your things. There's no sign of break- in. In short there's no evidence."

"So what options then?", pleaded Bryan. "I can't just do nothing."

I know how to put your mind at ease, " said Trisha. " It's easy. Just get a video camera, set it up in your bedroom and leave it running when you go to college. If you really do have a stalker, you can show the tape to the police as evidence. "

"You know, that's a great idea", said Bryan.

hat night, Bryan borrowed Trisha's video camera and brought it home. The very next morning, he hid is discreetly under some folders on his desk. Before he wen to college, he pressed the record button and left it running.

When he arrived home, he took the video camera out of it's hiding place and pressed the stop button. The he took out his mobile phone and called his friend.

"Hey, Trisha", he said. "I just got home. I'm going to watch the video."

"Cool", said Trisha. "Don't hang up. Tell me if you see anything. "

He pressed play. After a few minutes the room was still empty.

"OMG!" cried Bryan.

"What? What?" Trisha begged excitedly.

"The door's opening!", said Bryan. "t's a woman.

"What does she look like?" Trisha asked.

"Can't see her face....Long black, stringy hair...Tattered dress."

"Do you know her?"

"No, don't recognise her at all....She's carrying a knife.....A big kitchen knife....She's going over to the closet.....She just got in the closet.

"Fast-forward and see if she's done anything else."

He scanned through the video for a while, but eh room was empty. Bryan pressed play again. " OMG OMG!!....oh wait, never mind it's just me coming home from college."

He watched himself on the c=screen, shutting off the camera.

"Let's o to the police now", said Trisha. "I'll go with you. We can show tem the tape. "

"OK. I'll meet you at the diner in 15 minutes", said Bryan as he grabbed the video camera.

"OK....Wait a minute", said Trisha. "You said she got in the closet. Did she ever leave? Bryan did she ever get out of the closet?"

A chill ran down Bryan's spine. Behind him, he heard the closet door creak open...