Posted January 1, 200817 yr Alright guys, this is a fucking scary and 100% true story. I thought it was a joke up until a couple of days ago, and despite the fact that none of you can do shit to help - I figured I'd tell you anyway. I know it sounds farfetched, believe me. But still, it fucking gives me chills to write this. All I want to hear is what you guys would do. December 22nd I was out with some friends at a party and my phone rings. I looked down and it said private number, so I didn't answer. A few minutes later, it rings again same message: private number. Again I didn't pick up, as I was having a good time. Throughout the course of the night, the same person called a total of 13 times. I didn't answer the first 12, but did on the 13th. I did the usual, "Hello?" and got back a "Wow. Finally. Behave now, Brett. *click*" I had no idea who it was. They didn't sound like anyone I know, and gave me nothing. I put it in the back of my mind and went back to the party. They didn't call back. December 23rd We had an early Christmas dinner with family that was leaving before Christmas, so I was at my Grandparents almost all day. I told my mom about the mystery caller the night before and she just said if they call back to answer right away. My grandma, who's practically dead herself told me not to die.. Weird. It was about 6pm, right after we finished dinner and were opening one of our presents, and my phone rings. Looked down, and it was another private caller. I looked at my mom and went to answer it. This time I answered with, "Who is this? And why do you keep calling me?" To which I got back, "You'll know soon enough, Brett. Want me to stop calling? Okay. *click*" I figured I'd be left alone after that, and went back to the family and presents. Sketched out as shit, because at this point, any prank involves a friend that WASN'T at the party (and it had just about everyone I knew). December 24th My phone woke me up early enough to piss me off, and I didn't even look at who called. They didn't say anything when I picked up, so I hung up the phone and tried to sleep. Another 7 calls that morning by that same person. This time, I called them back. No answer, no voicemail, nothing, just 4 rings and then empty. I didn't get it. Went downstairs and told my mom, who said something about going to the police, at this point I was still hoping one of my friends was like...playing a prank on me. Nothing happened the rest of the day until Christmas Eve Mass. I put my phone on vibrate, and it kept going off the whole time. Yet another 9 calls. I was starting to get worried. Tried to sleep, but the combination of Santa Claus and this guy kept me awake. December 25th I woke up early and opened presents with my mom and we did the whole breakfast, champagne and phone calls. I looked out the window and noticed a green Honda Civic just down the street. Thought nothing of it, as it was Christmas. However, the car never left. After looking at it and thinking about it, it had a perfect line right to my house. It was there when I woke up and was still there at 3am when I went to sleep. No phone calls, but the random car, which could have meant nothing, freaked me out. December 26th This is where it gets scary as hell. I was out with some friends and I told them the story. They said I was going to die, and although I laughed at it, it freaked me out even more and I dropped the subject. However, it was the fact that NO one seemed to recognize the story in any shape way or form. So I ruled out my best buds, who clearly would be the ones to do it. Anyway, it get's a fucking LOT worse. I was on my way home, and I called the mom to see where she was and what she was up to. She was at my grandparents house visiting, and apparently had been out a long time as she went to Wal*Mart, Lowes and a few other places too. I get home, and the front door was unlocked. Which was weird in itself, as my mom always locks the door when she leaves the house empty. Right then, I'm thinking I'm in the middle of a horror movie. I mean, I'm entering my dark house with all this shit going on even after my doors unlocked. I had a mini swiss army pocket knife attatched to my keychain, so I clicked open the 1.5 inch blade (shit, I know) and slowly went inside. I didn't do much investigation because I was honestly...petrified, but I looked around downstairs to see if anyone was there or for anything weird and out of place. The back door was slightly open too, which never happens as it makes the house absolutely freezing in no time. Since the house was still warm, it hadn't been open too long. At this point my heart is pumping, and I figure I'm seconds away from being attacked. I whipped out my phone, called my mom and started crying. I won't lie, I cried. Because I was the most scared I have ever been in my life. My mom told me to get out, and when I heard a thud in the other end of the house, I did. I ran to my neighbors and phoned the police. One fucking cop car showed up, he went inside and came out saying it was all clear. He and I went room to room just to be sure. Now...it gets sort of twisted here...when we went into my room, there was this bear hanging from the ceiling with a knife through it and a card attached to it. I took a few pictures of it all under his advice and that was that. A few more showed up and my mom and I left to stay at a hotel that night. The next day we talked to the police who had looked around the whole house. They said they'd found no signs of forced entry or anything suspicious. In my room, nothing was gone, just the knifed bear hanging down with a note. They said they would be in close contact with me, and would call every day. They said if something else happens like that, that they would put an unmarked car outside to watch us and the house. It's not in the news yet, as they don't want to scare the town. All that has been said is a small bulletin on my local cable television channel about a possible break in. December 27th Nothing today, yet. No notes, calls or random cars out front. I spent the night at the hotel just to make sure though. A friend is staying tonight and most likely through the week, because I am honestly a wreck. Hopefully it's all a sick joke, but none of my other friends have said anything. And honestly, none would take it this far.. Here's the few pictures I managed to get. I realize this sounds so...classically movie like, but I swear to Christ this is not a joke. I need to sort of tell my story and see what you guys think. I currently have been taking misc. forms of Wu Shu for a few years, so I can defend myself - but this guy has me emotionally wrecked. http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/2262/picture3gf3hp9.png http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/7962/picture2ne8bo8.png The note says: "I've been watching you. Too bad I missed you... Next time." PS: Found this on another forum, just thought I'd share.
January 1, 200817 yr Man that sucks...but I did rage a blood elf warlock today. http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q111/J3FFz128/lol-2.jpg
January 1, 200817 yr Its already new years eve. And no stabbing yet. Too bad it was all fake. Shitty forums you must read.
January 1, 200817 yr Wow i was thinking a real fucking bear was hanging on your ceiling with like a sharp knife pinning its neck to your ceiling. Then it turns out its a stuffed animal with a gay hook and it wasn't even your story. Yea real good story
January 1, 200817 yr Alright guys, this is a fucking scary and 100% true story. I thought it was a joke up until a couple of days ago, and despite the fact that none of you can do shit to help - I figured I'd tell you anyway. I know it sounds farfetched, believe me. But still, it fucking gives me chills to write this. All I want to hear is what you guys would do. December 22nd I was out with some friends at a party and my phone rings. I looked down and it said private number, so I didn't answer. A few minutes later, it rings again same message: private number. Again I didn't pick up, as I was having a good time. Throughout the course of the night, the same person called a total of 13 times. I didn't answer the first 12, but did on the 13th. I did the usual, "Hello?" and got back a "Wow. Finally. Behave now, Brett. *click*" I had no idea who it was. They didn't sound like anyone I know, and gave me nothing. I put it in the back of my mind and went back to the party. They didn't call back. December 23rd We had an early Christmas dinner with family that was leaving before Christmas, so I was at my Grandparents almost all day. I told my mom about the mystery caller the night before and she just said if they call back to answer right away. My grandma, who's practically dead herself told me not to die.. Weird. It was about 6pm, right after we finished dinner and were opening one of our presents, and my phone rings. Looked down, and it was another private caller. I looked at my mom and went to answer it. This time I answered with, "Who is this? And why do you keep calling me?" To which I got back, "You'll know soon enough, Brett. Want me to stop calling? Okay. *click*" I figured I'd be left alone after that, and went back to the family and presents. Sketched out as shit, because at this point, any prank involves a friend that WASN'T at the party (and it had just about everyone I knew). December 24th My phone woke me up early enough to piss me off, and I didn't even look at who called. They didn't say anything when I picked up, so I hung up the phone and tried to sleep. Another 7 calls that morning by that same person. This time, I called them back. No answer, no voicemail, nothing, just 4 rings and then empty. I didn't get it. Went downstairs and told my mom, who said something about going to the police, at this point I was still hoping one of my friends was like...playing a prank on me. Nothing happened the rest of the day until Christmas Eve Mass. I put my phone on vibrate, and it kept going off the whole time. Yet another 9 calls. I was starting to get worried. Tried to sleep, but the combination of Santa Claus and this guy kept me awake. December 25th I woke up early and opened presents with my mom and we did the whole breakfast, champagne and phone calls. I looked out the window and noticed a green Honda Civic just down the street. Thought nothing of it, as it was Christmas. However, the car never left. After looking at it and thinking about it, it had a perfect line right to my house. It was there when I woke up and was still there at 3am when I went to sleep. No phone calls, but the random car, which could have meant nothing, freaked me out. December 26th This is where it gets scary as hell. I was out with some friends and I told them the story. They said I was going to die, and although I laughed at it, it freaked me out even more and I dropped the subject. However, it was the fact that NO one seemed to recognize the story in any shape way or form. So I ruled out my best buds, who clearly would be the ones to do it. Anyway, it get's a fucking LOT worse. I was on my way home, and I called the mom to see where she was and what she was up to. She was at my grandparents house visiting, and apparently had been out a long time as she went to Wal*Mart, Lowes and a few other places too. I get home, and the front door was unlocked. Which was weird in itself, as my mom always locks the door when she leaves the house empty. Right then, I'm thinking I'm in the middle of a horror movie. I mean, I'm entering my dark house with all this shit going on even after my doors unlocked. I had a mini swiss army pocket knife attatched to my keychain, so I clicked open the 1.5 inch blade (shit, I know) and slowly went inside. I didn't do much investigation because I was honestly...petrified, but I looked around downstairs to see if anyone was there or for anything weird and out of place. The back door was slightly open too, which never happens as it makes the house absolutely freezing in no time. Since the house was still warm, it hadn't been open too long. At this point my heart is pumping, and I figure I'm seconds away from being attacked. I whipped out my phone, called my mom and started crying. I won't lie, I cried. Because I was the most scared I have ever been in my life. My mom told me to get out, and when I heard a thud in the other end of the house, I did. I ran to my neighbors and phoned the police. One fucking cop car showed up, he went inside and came out saying it was all clear. He and I went room to room just to be sure. Now...it gets sort of twisted here...when we went into my room, there was this bear hanging from the ceiling with a knife through it and a card attached to it. I took a few pictures of it all under his advice and that was that. A few more showed up and my mom and I left to stay at a hotel that night. The next day we talked to the police who had looked around the whole house. They said they'd found no signs of forced entry or anything suspicious. In my room, nothing was gone, just the knifed bear hanging down with a note. They said they would be in close contact with me, and would call every day. They said if something else happens like that, that they would put an unmarked car outside to watch us and the house. It's not in the news yet, as they don't want to scare the town. All that has been said is a small bulletin on my local cable television channel about a possible break in. December 27th Nothing today, yet. No notes, calls or random cars out front. I spent the night at the hotel just to make sure though. A friend is staying tonight and most likely through the week, because I am honestly a wreck. Hopefully it's all a sick joke, but none of my other friends have said anything. And honestly, none would take it this far.. Here's the few pictures I managed to get. I realize this sounds so...classically movie like, but I swear to Christ this is not a joke. I need to sort of tell my story and see what you guys think. I currently have been taking misc. forms of Wu Shu for a few years, so I can defend myself - but this guy has me emotionally wrecked. http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/2262/picture3gf3hp9.png http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/7962/picture2ne8bo8.png The note says: "I've been watching you. Too bad I missed you... Next time." PS: Found this on another forum, just thought I'd share. http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/1528/kthxbyeuw0.jpg
January 2, 200817 yr Looks like the thread got deleted off pbnation. It had 11 pages, only read the first.
January 2, 200817 yr where's the tl;dr version some one rang him a lot and didnt tell him anything. then a bear appeared. it was ded. his mother got scared and told him he was to live in a hotel with his friend and a police man. bad copy pasta is bad.
January 7, 200817 yr :wow: i can fake caller id any time i want with a free voip service, i could make your number call you every hour on the our, and i wouldnt even be at home to do it... i had this kid who owed my buddy $300 thinkin he was being fucked with by dea or some shit just with a simple automated voip setup. and if you dont already have sharp knives, what are you thinking... =/
January 8, 200817 yr I'm gonna take this story add a few things and release a horror movie because it will fit right in with all the other piece of shit shorror movies being released. Thank you for giving me this.
January 9, 200817 yr thats the gayest shit ive ever heard. you actually went to a hotel? man up you fucking pansy. here in america, we have these things called guns. They're not overtly expensive and they're usually pretty easy to get.
January 10, 200817 yr what is a "shorror" movie? lol Myriad, i found this pic and thought of your sausage fest siggy/ http://kinkflicks.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/zzzzfolosomfull.jpg not fully sausage fest, but super gay
January 10, 200817 yr lol Myriad, i found this pic and thought of your sausage fest siggy/ http://kinkflicks.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/zzzzfolosomfull.jpg not fully sausage fest, but super gay http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/4669/shinyfrlgsprites7ke.png http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/4669/shinyfrlgsprites7ke.png http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/4669/shinyfrlgsprites7ke.png http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/4669/shinyfrlgsprites7ke.png http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/4669/shinyfrlgsprites7ke.png http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/4669/shinyfrlgsprites7ke.png
