This is not technically a story, but I may post my experiences on here after this. I know that there are people on here who post stories that are made up, just for the purpose of being special. But the more you make up, the more that comes true.
There are also people on here who read stories on here, because maybe you like to be scared, though nothing has happened to you. If you are reading this and you are doing what I mentioned above, possibly wishing that something might happen to you, then listen to my warning. I know what it’s like to truly fear, and it’s nothing like what you feel when watching scary movies.
I don’t know about others of you who have gone through terrifying things, but for me, true fear is not wanting to be awake, but not wanting to be asleep either. It’s wanting to close yourself in a small space and curl up into a ball, but at the same time wanting to be with everyone. For me, the thought of being outside is terrifying, but being inside is even more so. I don’t want to hear or see, because what I can hear and see is evil. And knowing that at any moment, it could come back for you is what drives you insane.
Fear is different for everyone, and yet probably so similar. Please listen to what I’m saying, and believe it. To those of you who know what I mean, I’m sorry that whatever happened to you did, and I hope that it gets better for you soon (well, if it can, at least).
Sent in by Maya, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com