Scary stories I found on the internet

Hachisakusama

Not too long ago an eight-year-old boy was staying with his grandparents for the summer. While smiling and playing in the garden one happy afternoon, the boy heard a strange sound coming from somewhere nearby. "Po po po po." It sounded like a human whisper, as if someone with a deep masculine voice were muttering to themselves. "Po po po po po."

The sound was disturbing, and soon it became clear the direction from which it originated. Behind and over the garden's eight-feet-tall hedge, the boy saw a straw hat moving towards an opening. "That can't be a person," the boy thought, "it's too tall." As he investigated, the boy saw a thin woman dressed all in white whose arms and legs stretched seemingly forever. "Po po po po," she kept saying, as she faded into the distance.

The kid told her grandparents about the encounter. First they ignored him, but as soon as he mentioned the height and sound, the old couple became pale and trembled. The grandfather immediately made a call and left the house shortly after, leaving the kid to be watched closely by his crying grandmother. "What's going on?," the kid asked. "You were liked by Hachisakusama," she told him as she held him tightly.

After a while the grandfather returned with the town witch, who handed the boy a white parchment and ordered him to hide in a room with the door locked. "Don't come outside nor open the door for any reason before 7:00 am," she told him, after she covered the windows with papers, placed four bowls filled with salt in each corner of the room and a Buddha statue in the center for the kid to pray should he be afraid. 

During the night, the kid heard clanking and rattling from outside the window, as if someone was hitting it trying to come inside. "Po po po po po," he heard on and on with varying intensities. At some point he heard his grandfather calling to the door. "Are you okay in there? If you're scared, it's safe to open the door so I can hold you and keep you safe," the old man said. But the boy remembered his instructions and started praying. The voice suddenly became graver. "Po po po po," he heard on the other side of the door as the rice in the bowls turned pitch-black.

When morning came, the boy got out of the room to find his grandparents waiting for him. They were ecstatic to see him safe, and they rushed him out the door and into a van driven by the witch. Eight other men awaited him and rapidly sat around the kid to protect him. "Hold the parchment and don't open your eyes," one of them said. "We can't see her, but you can."

As the van advanced something kept hitting it from outside. The boy peeked and saw Hachisakusama's face staring back at him. "Po po po po po." He immediately shut his eyes and held the parchment as tightly as he could. While the others could neither see nor listen to the eight-feet-tall woman directly, they felt the increasingly violent strikes clearly. The windows trembled and nearly broke, as the witch prayed so loudly it was as if she was screaming to compete with the deafening commotion.

After a while, the noise stoped and the boy was saved. His parents took him out of the country, for once someone's liked by Hachisakusama, they will always be in danger. The evil being is known to kidnap children a little while after they first meet her, never to be seen again. Those who manage to escape do so by never returning to their homeland. The kid didn't see his grandparents again, but decades later he received a call from them. They urged him to visit, insisting on how much they miss him and claiming that, after so long, it would be safe to come back. "What about Hachisakusama?," he asked. After a brief silence, he heard on the other side of the line a deep masculine voice. "Po po po po po."

I had herd this story from snarled it's great and you should really check it out sometime. I kinda listened to it and made it mine I put in a whole bunch of diffrent words like in snarled I believe it was a girl I made it a boy. Well I hope you enjoyed my story if so I'll make a part two. It will be as short as this one. I love you all and I appreciate all the sport you have given to me be safe and have a wonderful day!