Post by 🍁Searipple101🍁 on Oct 23, 2016 19:50:49 GMT -5
Some of these will also have an element of a riddle, so feel free to try and figure them out. I think I will reveal the correct answers for the riddles on Halloween, if I can. This is also horror because of Halloween and it being my thing, so I put any and all blood, death, trigger warnings here now.
Stories with a twist:
A couple were tired of their daily lives, so they decided to go out for a night on the town. They called the teenager from down the street to watch everything while they were gone. She happily agreed, knowing she could make a bit of extra cash. When she arrived, the couple said goodbye and left. After making sure the doors were locked for the evening and checking on the kids who were asleep, the girl decided she wanted to watch some TV, but the TV set in the living room must have been broken, as it did not turn on. She knew the family kept a TV in the master bedroom, but she didn't want to intrude, so she called the couple. "Is it okay if I watch TV in your room? The kids are still asleep and fin e, but this clown statue in your room is freaking me out. Can I move it to the closet?" she asked over the phone.
The man on the other end went silent for a moment. Then he said, "Take the statue and get out of the house. We don't have kids."
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I hate it when my brother Charlie has to go away.My parents constantly try to explain to me how sick he is. That I am lucky for having a brain where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like undammed rivers. When I complain about how bored I am without a little brother to play with, they try to make me feel bad by pointing out that his boredom likely far surpasses mine, considering his confine to a dark room in an institution.I always beg for them to give him one last chance. Of course, they did at first. Charlie has been back home several times, each shorter in duration than the last. Every time without fail, it all starts again. The neighborhood animals showing up in his toy chest, mom's vitamins replaced by bits of dishwasher tablets. My parents are hesitant now, using "last chances" sparingly. They say his disorder makes him charming, makes it easy for him to fake normalcy, and to trick the doctors who care for him into thinking he is ready for rehabilitation. That I will just have to put up with my boredom if it means staying safe from him.I hate it when Charlie has to go away. It makes me have to pretend to be good until he is back.
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John woke up in the middle of night to a frantic hissing sound coming from further in the darkness of his room and heavy breathing. Quickly, with his heart pounding in his chest he turned on the bedside lamp only to see a grotesque creature crawling slowly towards him on the ceiling. Of course, John screamed at the thing clinging to his ceiling with long, gray claws. The emaciated creature scurried away, out the slightly open window. John quickly got out of bed and gabbed his gun. There he sat in bed all night, but it didn't come back.
The next night, John waited with the lamp on, but he eventually dozed off. When he awoke, the same creature from the previous night was on the floor, crawling to the foot of the bed, a loud hiss escaping its chapped lips. John fired the gun he kept, and it lunged under the bed. The bed shook as the creature screeched in agony. The cries soon died out, as John thought he had killed it. But the sound of heavy breathing came from under the bed. Long, black tentacles writhed up around the sheets, and John knew what he had shot had not been after him but after this other thing; it had probably been protecting him.
Riddles:
You are walking when you come upon a monster. A riddle he asks you:
If you tell the truth, I will strangle you.
If you tell a lie, then I will chop your head off.
How do you get out of this matter?
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To spice up your Halloween, you decide to enter a haunted house with your friend. As you enter, an eerie silence embraces you and you can see nothing because its dark. You fumble your way and try your luck to find the switches, but it turns out to be a waste as there is no electricity connection to the house.
When you decide to turn back, the door closes on you and you are trapped in the house with your friend who has now started panicking.
While you are trying to console them, an evil laughter takes you by surprise. Then, you see a faint figure who tells you that you have three doors in front of you and you must take one of them; it is the only way to free yourself. The figure describes that the first door opens up to a compact space filled with a swarm of deadly bees and you will be stung endlessly by them. The second door opens up to the electricity chairs. You both will be strapped to the chairs for five minutes and exposed to high voltage electricity. The third door opens up with a pit that has no bottom and you will keep falling endlessly into nothingness.
While this leaves you all panicked, which door will you choose if you have no other choice?
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Two men are walking in a graveyard. The first man walks to a grave.
The second man says, "Who is in that grave?"
The first man points to the grave and says, "Brothers and Sisters I have none, But that man's father, is my father's son."
Who is in the grave?
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A few days ago, I was invited to dinner at a friend's house. The strange thing is, my friend recently got involved with some weird religious cult. While I was there, he served up some type of meat, but he wouldn't tell me what kind of meat it was. It kind of freaked me out. For a second, I wondered if it was human meat, but then, after I ate it, I knew it definitely wasn't human meat.
What's really going on?
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My wife was attacked by a burglar when I was on my way home from work. She stabbed him with a butcher knife and killed him. The police say it was an obvious case of self-defense. When I went to pick her up from the police station, she said. - "When I heard the doorbell I thought it was you, but then a masked man jumped me as soon as I opened the door!" - "You must have been so scared" - I said - "But you're safe now" - I hugged her tightly.
How did she kill the burglar so fast when he attacked her at the door?
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It's hard being a mother. I recently found out my son is psychic. He's got this habit of pointing at people's faces sometimes. My husband and I realized that whenever our son points at somebody like that, it means they're going to die within three days. Last year, he pointed at his grandfather. Three days later, his grandfather died of a heart attack. A few months ago he pointed to a picture of an actress in a magazine. Three days later, she was killed in a car accident. Today. When I went to turn on the TV, my son was pointing at the screen. When I turned it on the president was giving a speech. I can't believe the president is going to die, but my son is never wrong.
Why was the real reason her son was pointing at the television?
Stories with a twist:
A couple were tired of their daily lives, so they decided to go out for a night on the town. They called the teenager from down the street to watch everything while they were gone. She happily agreed, knowing she could make a bit of extra cash. When she arrived, the couple said goodbye and left. After making sure the doors were locked for the evening and checking on the kids who were asleep, the girl decided she wanted to watch some TV, but the TV set in the living room must have been broken, as it did not turn on. She knew the family kept a TV in the master bedroom, but she didn't want to intrude, so she called the couple. "Is it okay if I watch TV in your room? The kids are still asleep and fin e, but this clown statue in your room is freaking me out. Can I move it to the closet?" she asked over the phone.
The man on the other end went silent for a moment. Then he said, "Take the statue and get out of the house. We don't have kids."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I hate it when my brother Charlie has to go away.My parents constantly try to explain to me how sick he is. That I am lucky for having a brain where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like undammed rivers. When I complain about how bored I am without a little brother to play with, they try to make me feel bad by pointing out that his boredom likely far surpasses mine, considering his confine to a dark room in an institution.I always beg for them to give him one last chance. Of course, they did at first. Charlie has been back home several times, each shorter in duration than the last. Every time without fail, it all starts again. The neighborhood animals showing up in his toy chest, mom's vitamins replaced by bits of dishwasher tablets. My parents are hesitant now, using "last chances" sparingly. They say his disorder makes him charming, makes it easy for him to fake normalcy, and to trick the doctors who care for him into thinking he is ready for rehabilitation. That I will just have to put up with my boredom if it means staying safe from him.I hate it when Charlie has to go away. It makes me have to pretend to be good until he is back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
John woke up in the middle of night to a frantic hissing sound coming from further in the darkness of his room and heavy breathing. Quickly, with his heart pounding in his chest he turned on the bedside lamp only to see a grotesque creature crawling slowly towards him on the ceiling. Of course, John screamed at the thing clinging to his ceiling with long, gray claws. The emaciated creature scurried away, out the slightly open window. John quickly got out of bed and gabbed his gun. There he sat in bed all night, but it didn't come back.
The next night, John waited with the lamp on, but he eventually dozed off. When he awoke, the same creature from the previous night was on the floor, crawling to the foot of the bed, a loud hiss escaping its chapped lips. John fired the gun he kept, and it lunged under the bed. The bed shook as the creature screeched in agony. The cries soon died out, as John thought he had killed it. But the sound of heavy breathing came from under the bed. Long, black tentacles writhed up around the sheets, and John knew what he had shot had not been after him but after this other thing; it had probably been protecting him.
Riddles:
You are walking when you come upon a monster. A riddle he asks you:
If you tell the truth, I will strangle you.
If you tell a lie, then I will chop your head off.
How do you get out of this matter?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To spice up your Halloween, you decide to enter a haunted house with your friend. As you enter, an eerie silence embraces you and you can see nothing because its dark. You fumble your way and try your luck to find the switches, but it turns out to be a waste as there is no electricity connection to the house.
When you decide to turn back, the door closes on you and you are trapped in the house with your friend who has now started panicking.
While you are trying to console them, an evil laughter takes you by surprise. Then, you see a faint figure who tells you that you have three doors in front of you and you must take one of them; it is the only way to free yourself. The figure describes that the first door opens up to a compact space filled with a swarm of deadly bees and you will be stung endlessly by them. The second door opens up to the electricity chairs. You both will be strapped to the chairs for five minutes and exposed to high voltage electricity. The third door opens up with a pit that has no bottom and you will keep falling endlessly into nothingness.
While this leaves you all panicked, which door will you choose if you have no other choice?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two men are walking in a graveyard. The first man walks to a grave.
The second man says, "Who is in that grave?"
The first man points to the grave and says, "Brothers and Sisters I have none, But that man's father, is my father's son."
Who is in the grave?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A few days ago, I was invited to dinner at a friend's house. The strange thing is, my friend recently got involved with some weird religious cult. While I was there, he served up some type of meat, but he wouldn't tell me what kind of meat it was. It kind of freaked me out. For a second, I wondered if it was human meat, but then, after I ate it, I knew it definitely wasn't human meat.
What's really going on?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My wife was attacked by a burglar when I was on my way home from work. She stabbed him with a butcher knife and killed him. The police say it was an obvious case of self-defense. When I went to pick her up from the police station, she said. - "When I heard the doorbell I thought it was you, but then a masked man jumped me as soon as I opened the door!" - "You must have been so scared" - I said - "But you're safe now" - I hugged her tightly.
How did she kill the burglar so fast when he attacked her at the door?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's hard being a mother. I recently found out my son is psychic. He's got this habit of pointing at people's faces sometimes. My husband and I realized that whenever our son points at somebody like that, it means they're going to die within three days. Last year, he pointed at his grandfather. Three days later, his grandfather died of a heart attack. A few months ago he pointed to a picture of an actress in a magazine. Three days later, she was killed in a car accident. Today. When I went to turn on the TV, my son was pointing at the screen. When I turned it on the president was giving a speech. I can't believe the president is going to die, but my son is never wrong.
Why was the real reason her son was pointing at the television?