Compilation of Creepy Stories

The Beach House

My name is Ashley and my friends are Rihanna and Simone. We hang out all the time and love talking about scary things. Yesterday, we went to a house that was rumored to be haunted. we went inside and saw nothing spectacular, just some spider webs and dirty things inside the house. After a while, we were utterly bored with the house and left.

Today, one of my friends said they saw a house on the beach that looked deserted and broken down. we decided to go there and check it out. That night at twelve o' clock we went inside the house. my friend Rihanna was videotaping everything and my friend Simone kept saying that we shouldn't go inside, but she continued walking with us right up to the door.

we went inside the beach house. From the outside it looked like a tiny old shack, but on the inside it looked rather huge. There were fifteen doors and we noticed dust and bloodstains on the walls.

Simone tried to run out of the house, but the door closed in her face. we all screamed and started violently kicking at the door, but it wouldn't budge. Simone started crying as she fell to her knees and Rihanna screamed as she hugged her tight. We all wished we hadn't come to the house.

I decided I was going to check the rooms inside the house. maybe I could find something to help us escape. My friends all screamed and told me I shouldn't. I ignored their warnings.

In one of the rooms, I found a cute doll and picked it up. It reminded me of my mother who had died when I was five. I decided to keep it. I looked in room after room for supplies, but I couldn't find anything. I went back to the front door and realized to my horror that my friends weren't there.
I immediately freaked out and started calling their names. They didn't answer.

I wanted to hug the doll for confidence and realized it wasn't there either. I went to the room where I found the doll, thinking I must have dropped it. on the bed, I saw two dolls that looked exactly like my friends, Rihanna and Simone.

I screamed and fell to the floor. I saw the doll that looked like my mother coming toward me with a sewing needle in one hand and a knife in the other. She kept saying, "Come join us! Come join us! Come join us!"

I tried to scream , but no sound came out. At that moment, everything went black.

Days later, two policemen walked into the house. They were searching for three missing girls. They walked into one room and noticed three dolls lying on the bed. They picked up the dolls and one policeman thought they would be perfect for his little daughter. He took them all home with him that evening and placed them on his daughter's bed.

The next morning, when the policeman awoke, he saw a fourth doll with his daughter's face on it. He screamed and noticed three other dolls coming at him, chanting "Come join us! Come join us! Come join us!"

The next day, the policeman was found dead in his bed. He had two sewing needles stuck through his heart and two buttons placed over his eyes. Written in blood on his forehead, were the words, "Come join us! Come join us! Come join us!"