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Terrifying Tales

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Be aware these are from the novel, Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, as well as other great horror tales (including Creepypastas and various spooky tales or things). What you're reading is an interpretation/variation. However, it's better if certain content remains how it is in its current state than being altered. If you would like me to do a specific story, comment your suggestion. You'll get a shout out, I promise. Unless you don't want one, which is fine as wellCreative Commons (CC) Namensnennung

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The Haunting Spirit Of Tran Thi Yen And Other True Horror Stories von Miss-Millie

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Creepypastas von The_j0ke

You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow... It's his reflection. The story is called Home Alone. These are just some Creeypasta's. These Creepypastas do not belong to me, all rights reserved to the rightful owners. Read them if you want, I don't care.

I Can See Their Death von Callme_pierre28

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The Reaper Saga [Book 1-3]

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