Compilation of Creepy Stories

Imaginary Friends

Jenny

When I was 4 years old, my mom and I moved into a large colonial house that was built in the late 1800s. My mom always had a weird feeling about the house. There was a little bricked off section in the basement and we never knew why it was there.

My mother told me that soon after we moved into the house, I suddenly had an imaginary friend. One day, out of the blue, I told her that I had been playing with a little girl named Jenny. She thought that it was just a phase and didn't pay much attention to it. I told her that Jenny wanted me to let the cat go down into the basement so that she could play with it. My mother allowed me to let the cat go down there. It never came back. That creeped her out.

Then, a few days later, I told her Jenny wanted me to go down into the basement to play with her. My mother refused and told me to go upstairs to bed. I did and when I woke up the next morning, I had deep scratches on my back and legs.

My mom decided to research the history the house. She found an old picture of the house and the family who used to live there. She showed me the picture and asked if I recognized any of them. There were 7 little girls in the picture and, without hesitation, I pointed to one of them. The names of all the family members were written on the back. The girl I had pointed to was named Jenny.

My mother got scared, because during her research, she had discovered that the girl named Jenny had gone down into the basement one day and was never seen again. The family never found her and they moved shortly after that.

After I identified the girl in the picture, it was all way too much for my mom to handle. We moved out of the house and found somewhere else to live. When I turned 18, my told me all about what had happened in that house. It still scares me when I think about it.

Don't Tell Anyone My Name

My niece had an imaginary friend, but she said she wasn't allowed to tell anyone his name. She said he told her everyone would get scared if they knew it. We kept asking her, but she would never tell anyone the name. Then one day, her mom and I were in the hallway and my niece didn't realize it. She was talking to her imaginary friend and called him by his name. To this day, whenever I think about it, I am still creeped out. The imaginary friend's name was Lucifer.

Funny Faces

I was staying in my aunt's house when I saw my 4-year old cousin, April, sitting on the stairs. She was making funny faces. I asked her what she was doing and she said, "I'm copying the lady with the braid." There was no one else there, so I asked, "Where is the lady, April?" She pointed up at a beam running parallel to the stairwell. "And what is the lady doing?" I asked. "Making funny faces," April replied. I was about to go upstairs when April said something that stopped me in my tracks. "Her braid is around her neck." I asked her what she meant.April pointed up and said, "The lady is hanging by her braid. She's making funny faces at me." Then April started making a face. Her eyes were wide and bugged out, her mouth hung open and her tongue stuck out. I realized it was the face of someone who was strangling to death.

Matt

When I was growing up, there was a girl in my neighborhood who very weird. All of the other kids were freaked out by her. One day, she told all of the kids that, in the forest behind her house, there were "dead, bloody people". When they heard this, all of the kids freaked out and told their parents. Their fathers had to go out and search the forest, just in case. All they found was candy wrappers and empty beer bottles. After that, all of the kids in the neighborhood refused to go near her, including me.