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Esmiria posted on 21-11-2014 07:22 AM
Who Do You Love

Alleen was a pretty, thin, nervous girl of 15.

budak pompuan tu macam kena pukau kan

Esmiria

rosa_canina posted on 21-11-2014 02:08 AM
yg ni sedih..kesian Madoka-chan

Madoka Chan pembunuh.

rosa_canina

Esmiria posted on 21-11-2014 10:46 AM
Madoka Chan pembunuh.

serius? bkn kena bunuh ke?
ke aku yg tak paham

Esmiria

rosa_canina posted on 21-11-2014 03:31 AM
serius? bkn kena bunuh ke?
ke aku yg tak paham

Eh ye? byk cter. LOL. AKU lupa.

rosa_canina

Esmiria posted on 21-11-2014 11:37 AM
Eh ye? byk cter. LOL. AKU lupa.

hehehehe

Esmiria

Ini kisah benar ni.

Robert The Doll

Take a look at Robert the Haunted Doll. He
sits under lock and key in a glass case
located in the basement of a museum in Key
West, Florida. At first glance Robert may seem
like a harmless children’s doll. But looks can
be deceiving, because Robert is the most
haunted doll in the world.

In 1897, a family named Otto lived in a
nearby house in Key West. They owned a
plantation and had a lot of servants working
for them who they treated very badly. One
servant girl gave their son, Gene, a present of
a doll. What the Ottos didn’t realise was that
this servant girl knew voodoo and black
magic.

Gene’s full name was Robert Eugene Otto. His
parents had always called him “Gene”, so he
decided to give the doll his real name,
“Robert”.
Many strange things began to occur in the
Otto household. Neighbors claimed to see
Robert moving about from window to window,
when the family were out. Gene began to
blame Robert for mishaps that would occur.
The Ottos claimed to hear the doll giggle, and
swore they caught glimpses of the doll
running about the house.

Gene began to have nightmares and scream
out in the night, when his parents would enter
the room, they would find furniture overturned,
their child in a fright, and Robert at the foot of
the bed, with his glaring gaze! “Robert Did It”,
Gene would cry.

The doll was eventually put up into the attic.
Where he resided for many years. But Robert
had other plans. Visitors that entered the
house could hear something walking back and
forth in the attic, and strange giggling
sounds. Guests no longer wanted to visit the
Otto home.

Gene Otto died in 1972 and the house was
sold to a new family. The story of Robert the
Doll had died down, but Robert waited
patiently up in the attic to be discovered once
again.

The 10-year old daughter of the new owners
was quick to find Robert in the attic. It was
not long before Robert unleashed his
displeasure on the child… The little girl
claiming that the doll tortured her, and made
her life a hell.. Even after more than thirty
years later, she steadfastly claims that the
doll was alive and wanted to kill her.

Robert, still dressed in his white sailor’s suit
and clutching his stuffed lion, lives quite
comfortably, though well guarded, at the Key
West Martello Museum. Employees at the
museum say that Robert is still up to his old
tricks today…

Robert the doll served as an inspiration for
the doll Chucky in the Child’s Play movies.

Esmiria

Haku suka urban legend.

Babysitter

There was a young girl who was in need of a
job was able to find work as a babysitter for a
couple who lived in a large, isolated, old
house. They were going out to see a movie
that night and left the teenage baby-sitter in
charge of their three young children.
The babysitter put the children to bed when it
got late and then went downstairs to watch
some television. She was just getting
comfortable when she heard the phone
ringing. When she answered it, all she heard
was heavy breathing followed by a man’s
voice asking, “Have you checked on the
children?”

Freaked out, she hung up the phone, trying to
convince herself that it was just someone
playing a practical joke on her. She went back
to watching television but about 15 minutes
later, the phone rang again. She picked up the
receiver and heard hysterical laughter from
the other end of the line. Then the same voice
asked “Why haven’t you checked on the
children?”

The babysitter slammed down the phone. The
poor girl was frightened out of her wits and
immediately called the police. The operator at
the police station told the babysitter that if
the man called again, she should try to keep
him talking. That would give the police time
to trace the call.

A few minutes later, the phone rang a third
time and when the babysitter answered it, she
heard the heavy breathing again. The voice on
the line said “You should really check on the
children.” The babysitter listened to him
laughing hysterically for a long time. She
hung up the phone again and almost
immediately, it rang again.

This time it was the operator from the police
station who yelled, “Get out of the house right
now! The calls are coming from the upstairs
phone!”

The babysitter dropped the phone in shock
and suddenly she heard heavy footsteps
walking down the stairs. Without pausing for
a second, she ran out of the house as fast as
her legs would carry her. Just as she closed
the front door behind her, a man’s hand
slammed against the glass. She screamed and
ran out into the street just as a police car
was pulling up outside.

The police searched the house and found the
two children upstairs, hiding in a closet,
crying uncontrollably. In the parents’
bedroom, they found a bloody axe lying on the
floor next to the upstairs phone. The back
window was wide open and the curtains were
blowing in the breeze. There was no sign of
the madman who had made the phonecalls.
He had escaped into the night when the police
arrived and managed to interrupt his horrible
plan to kill the two children and the poor
babysitter.

Esmiria

Aku suka hak ni.

Clown Statue

A few years ago, there was a wealthy couple
who had two young children, a boy and a girl.
The family lived in a large house in Newport
Beach, California.

After taking care of their kids all week, the
mother and father decided that they needed a
break, so they booked a table for dinner at a
nice restaurant.

That evening, they called a teenage girl they
knew and arranged for her to come over and
babysit their children while they were out.
When the babysitter arrived, the parents told
her to fix supper for the kids and put them to
bed.
“After that you can just watch TV and help
yourself to anything in the fridge”, said the
father.

“And if you wouldn’t mind,” said the mother,
“could you watch TV in our bedroom? The kids
have been having nightmares recently, so if
you hear them crying, you can just go in and
calm them down.”

The babysitter happily agreed and the parents
left for their dinner date. The girl gave the
children some milk and cookies, then ushered
them upstairs to bed. She started to read
them a bedtime story and, before long, the
little boy and girl were fast asleep. After
tucking them in, she switched off the lights
and went to watch TV.

When the babysitter walked into the parents’
bedroom and sat down, she noticed that there
was a creepy-looking clown statue standing in
the corner of the room. She tried to ignore it,
but it looked so eerie and disturbing that it
sent a chill down her spine. She felt as though
its eyes were staring straigt at her while she
watched TV.
As time passed, the babysitter started to feel
more and more uneasy about the clown
statue. Whenever she glanced at it, she got
the unsettling feeling that it had moved, ever
so slightly. Finally, the clown statue began to
freak her out so much that she couldn’t
handle it any longer.

She decided to go downstairs and phone the
parents. When she dialed the number they had
left for her, the mother answered.
“Hi, it’s me,” said the babysitter. “Everything’s
fine. The kids are fast asleep in bed, but I was
just wondering… would be OK if I watched TV
downstairs?”
“Of course,” replied the father. “But why?”
“I know it sounds silly,” laughed the girl, “but
the clown statue is really creeping me out.”
“The clown statue?” asked the father.
“Yeah, the clown statue in your bedroom,” the
girl replied.
The phone went silent for a moment.
“Listen to me very carefully,” said the father.
“Take the children and get out of the house.
We will call the police. Go! Now!”
“What’s wrong?” asked the girl.
The father gulped and replied, “We don’t have
a clown statue.”

For a second, the babysitter just stood there,
stunned. Then, she dropped the phone and
raced upstairs and grabbed the children.
Carrying one under each arm, she raced
downstairs again and fled out into the street.
Huddled on the sidewalk, comforting the two
children, the babysitter
looked up at the bedroom window and saw
something that made her scream out in
horror. Peeking through a gap in the curtains
was the white, painted face of a clown. It
stared at her for a moment, then sank back
into the darkness.

Within minutes, the police arrived and
cautiously entered the house. In the upstairs
bedroom, they found a man dressed in a
clown suit. When they arrested him, they
found a knife concealed in his costume.
The clown turned out to be a mentally
disturbed midget who was a convicted
murderer and cold-blooded killer. The evil
man had been stalking the family for months,
lurking in their attic during the daytime and
coming out to sneak around the house at
night.

For weeks, the children had been complaining
about a “clown statue” that stood in their
room and watched them sleep, but the parents
just dismissed this as nightmares.

Esmiria

Ada cerpen aku based on cter ni tapi diedit sikit. Yeah, aku suka hak ni.

Kidney Thieves

There was a young man who was going to
college. He went to Las Vegas with his
buddies for Spring Break. They were all having
a good time, going from bar to bar and
gulping down drink after drink. They stopped
at one bar where a band was playing music
and pretty soon, the friends were all laughing,
singing and shouting loudly.

The young man had just finished another
drink when a beautiful young woman came up
to him and started chatting. He was surprised
and flattered at the same time. The woman
seemed to be really attracted to him, so when
she invited him to another party, he readily
agreed.

Leaving his friends in the bar, the young man
followed her to an apartment on the outskirts
of the city. When they went inside, there was
already a party in full swing. They continued
to drink and even danced a little.

Then the girl began rummaging around in her
handbag and took out a small pouch. Inside,
there were two pills. She took one of the pills
out and popped it in her mouth. Then, with a
smile, she offered the other one to him.
Although the young man would usually never
do drugs, he decided to try it out, just this
once. He thanked her, took the pill and
swallowed it. That was the last thing he
remembered.

The next morning, he woke up in an unfamiliar
hotel room. Looking around, he realized that
he was lying, completely naked, submerged up
to his neck in a bathtub filled with ice. Groggy
and disoriented, he frantically tried to
remember how he had ended up there. He was
confused, scared, and in a lot of pain.
That’s when he spotted a crumpled note in his
hand. It read: “If you don’t want to die, call
911.”

There was a cell phone sitting on a small
table, beside the bathtub. He picked it up and
dialled the number, his fingers numb and
clumsy from the ice.

When the emergency services operator
answered, the young man explained that he
didn’t know where he was, or how he got
there, but he was in a lot of pain. When he
mentioned the bathtub filled with ice and the
note, the operator seemed oddly familiar with
his situation.

She said, “Sir, can you do the following for
me. Slowly and carefully get out of the bath
and examine yourself in the mirror.”
The man grabbed the towel rack and pulled
himself up out of the ice.

Looking over at the mirror, he saw that there
were two nine-inch slits in his lower back.
When he described the injuries, the operator
said, “I want you to get back into the bath,
sir. The paramedics are on their way. Do not
move until they arrive.”
“What happened to me?” asked the young
man nervously.

“I don’t want you to panic,” said the operator.
“But last night you were drugged. Someone
removed both of your kidneys. There’s a ring
of organ thieves operating in this city. They
harvest kidneys and sell them on the black
market.”

They say that the young man is currently in
the hospital on a life support machine,
awaiting a kidney donor.

Esmiria

AKU PALING SUKA yang ni..

Under The Bed

A family went on vacation together and
checked into a suite at a cheap old hotel.
They booked two double rooms, one for the
husband and wife and one for their children, a
boy and a girl.

When they got to their room they both
detected a bad odor. The husband called
down to the front desk and asked to speak to
the manager. He explained that the room
smelled very bad and they would like another
suite. The manager apologized and told the
man that they were all booked because of a
convention. But he said he was going to send
a maid up to their room to clean and to try
and get rid of the odor.

After lunch, the family went back to their
rooms. When the kids walked into their room,
they could both still smell the same odor.
Again their father called the front desk and
told the manager that the room still smelled
really bad. The manager told the man that
there was nothing he could do.

So the kids had to spend the night in the
room. The girl and boy held their noses, trying
not to breathe in the stink. Eventually, they
got to sleep and in the morning, their parents
were knocking at the door to wake them up.
When they opened the door, their father
smelled the stink and decided he had to get to
the bottom of what was causing this horrible
smell. So he started searching the entire room
for the source of the bad odor. He sniffed the
towels, took down the curtains, and checked
the carpet. The kids helped out too, checking
the bedclothes and the mattress. As he pulled
the top mattress off the bed, the young boy
saw there was a big hole in the box spring
base underneath. He looked down into the
base of the bed and came face to face with a
horrible sight.

There, lying curled up inside the base was the
dead body of a woman. The boy realized that
he had slept all night just a few inches away
from a rotting corpse.

Esmiria

Woi! Meleis masuk site org putih woi!

TOYOL!

A Toyol is a dead baby that has been brought
back to life by a Bomoh (a Malaysian
shaman) or somebody who is familiar with
black magic. You can create a Toyol by
digging up a dead baby and using black
magic rituals and incantations to re-animate
it.

The Toyol looks like a mummified baby, with
green or gray skin, a big, bulbous head,
pointed ears, piercing red eyes and sharp
teeth. Some say it resembles a goblin. It is
usually kept in a glass jar and hidden away in
a dark place until it is needed.
When you own a Toyol, it is like making a
contract with the devil. The Toyol has a
temper like a small child and must be kept
happy, entertained and well-fed. You must
make offerings to the creature, like toys, milk,
candy, sweets and biscuits.

You also have to nurse it by pricking your
thumb and allowing it to suck your blood. If
you don’t feed it, the Toyol will forcefully suck
blood from your toes or the toes of your
immediate family members while they sleep.
People who create a Toyol use it to steal from
their neighbors. In return for food and
protection, the Toyol will lurk around the
village at night, running errands for its
master… errands the summoner would rather
not be seen doing himself. Typical “errands”
would include petty thefts or vandalism, which
the Toyol can get away with because of its
tiny size.

To protect yourself from a Toyol, you can
leave marbles around your house or hang
garlic over your door. This will distract the
Toyol and it will start playing with these items
until, like a child, it forgets what it was
supposed to do. To keep your money safe
from a Toyol, place it on top of some needles
or under a mirror. Toyols are terrified of
needles and are scared of seeing their own
reflection.

Once you obtain a Toyol, not only are you
stuck with it for the rest of your life, but all
your descendants will also be condemned to
own it. What happens at the end of the
contract is not very clear. There are only two
ways to get rid of it. You can either bury it in
a graveyard and lay the spirit to rest or you
can throw it into the sea.

In one Malaysian story, there was a young
man named Bachuk who was very lazy and
couldn’t hold down a steady job. He was also
addicted to gambling and any money he had
was squandered in the casino. He lived with
his wife and her sister, and has a hard time
providing for them because of his laziness
and his gambling.
One day, he was searching through his dead
grandfather’s possessions when he came
across a dusty old suitcase. Upon opening it,
he found it contained what looked like the
withered corspe of a baby. Suddenly, to his
horror, the baby opened its red eyes and
began speaking to him. He realized that it
was a Toyol.

“Thank you for releasing me,” said the Toyol.
“But there are… conditions. I can obey your
wishes and give you power. But… I must eat…”
The young man sent the evil imp out to creep
around the village at night, stealing the
possessions of his neighbors. As time went
on, Bachuk became rich and nobody
suspected where his money came from.
However, the Toyol began making more and
more demands. Bachuk realized that it wanted
a new mother. The Toyol demanded that he be
allowed to breastfeed from Bachuk’s sister,
sucking blood instead of milk.

Bachuk sent his wife and sister away to keep
them safe and when the Toyol discovered this
deception, it flew into a rage. The Toyol
attacked Bachuk and sucked every drop of
blood from his body until he was nothing
more than a withered and dessicated corpse.
In 2006, a fisherman in Maylasia found a
glass jar snagged in his net. Inside the jar
was a small black figure that looked like a
baby and had red eyes. To his horror, he was
convinced he had stumbled upon a Toyol.
The fisherman gave the bottle to his local
Bomoh and the Bomoh turned it over to a
museum. The museum theorized it was some
sort of fetish figure that had been used in a
healing ritual, and had been cast into the
water as part of that ritual.

Not knowing what else to do with it, they put
it on display for a while and drew record
crowds from Malay visitors anxious for a
glimpse of the real supernatural. Eventually,
the thing in the jar was returned to the sea…
but not before hundreds of people had come
to see it.

Esmiria

MELEISIA LAGI!

Kumkum

Hantu KumKum is a ghost that has terrorized
Malaysian homes for decades with her
insatiable hunger for the blood of young girls.
She is a hideous old woman who wears a
long, flowing jilbab (a traditional Malay
headscarf) to hide her disfigured face. She
goes from house to house, knocking on doors
and looking for victims. Because of her facial
deformities, she can’t pronounce the
traditional muslim greeting, “As-salam
alaykum” properly. All she can say is
“Kumkum”.

They say Hantu Kumkum was once a beautiful
Malaysian woman, but she was never satisfied
with her appearance. As she grew older and
her looks began to fade, she went in search of
a way to restore her beauty.

She consulted a bomoh (a Malay shaman or
witch doctor) who told her that, through black
magic and occult rituals, it was possible for
her to have eternal beauty. He gave her a
potion to drink and told her not to look at her
reflection in a mirror for a period of 30 days.
However, the woman was tormented by
curiosity. Each time she touched her face, her
skin was softer and she could feel the wrinkles
disappearing. Everyone she met was telling
her how good she looked. By the 29th day,
the temptation was becoming too much and
the woman broke the rules. She sneaked a
peek at her reflection in the mirror.
The mirror cracked and so did the poor
woman’s face. Her skin began to blister and
her face started to change. She became
grotesquely deformed and was hideous to look
at.

In desperation, the horrified woman returned
to the bomoh and begged him to do
something. He told her there was nothing he
could do for her. The only way the process
could be reversed was if she drank the blood
of young girls.

Thus began the story of Hantu KumKum.
Nobody, not even the KumKum herself, knows
how much blood it will take to restore her
looks. They say Hantu KumKum is still
roaming the earth and, to this very day, she
continues to attack young girls in an attempt
to regain her lost beauty.

A few years ago, there were sightings of
KumKum in Malaysia and Singapore. It
caused quite a scare and newspaper articles
about the ghost were posted on many school
notice boards. A lot of worried parents came
to collect their daughters after school, fearing
that they may fall victim to the blood-sucking
ghost.
One Malaysian girl tells of her own encounter
with the Hantu Kumkum when she was a
child:

“I can still remember when the kumkum ghost
ran amok all over Malaysia. They said she
was after young girls. I was only 7 or 8 years
old at the time. They said she had she had no
eyebrows and no nose, except for two gaping
nostrils where her nose should have been. Her
skin was covered in sores and blisters and she
had sharp, yellowed teeth.

One evening, I was on my way home when I
suddenly got the strangest feeling that
someone was watching me. I heard somebody
sweeping the drain in front of my neighbor’s
house. When I turned around, I saw a woman
sweeping the drain. She was hunched over
and I couldn’t see her face as it was covered
with a headscarf which drooped all the way to
the ground.

Then, she reached up and pulled back the
scarf. I froze. Her skin was red and blistered
and her yellow eyes seemed to stare into my
soul. I knew she wasn’t human. All of a
sudden, I heard my brother calling me from
the house. That broke the spell and I ran as
fast as I could until I got to the front door.
That night, after dark, there was a loud
banging and scratching at our front door. The
door shook violently. Then we all started
reciting prayers. The loud scratching noises
stopped, then seconds later, the banging and
scratching started on our back door. We were
scared out of our wits. This continued for
more than an hour. The next morning, when it
was safe to go outside, we found deep, bloody
scratch marks on the outside of both doors.”

Esmiria

Best ooo hak ni.

Humans Can Lick Too

The parents told the girl to lock all the
windows and doors after they had left. But
there was one window in the basement that
would not close completely.

Trying as best as she could she finally got the
window shut, but it would not lock. So she left
the window, and went back upstairs. But just
to make sure that no one could get in, she put
the dead-bolt lock on the basment door.
Then she sat down had some dinner, fed her
dog and decided to go to sleep for the night.
Settling down, she snuggled up in bed. Her
dog slept underneath her bed. She reached her
hand down and let her dog lick it as she said
goodnight.

But during the night, she woke up with a
start. The girl lay there wondering what had
woken her, when suddenly she heard a noise.
It was a dripping sound and seemed to be
coming from the bathroom. She must have
left the water running, and now it was
dripping into the drain of her sink. So thinking
it was no big deal she decided to go back to
sleep.

But she felt nervous so she reached her hand
over the edge of her bed, and let the dog lick
her hand for reasurance that he would protect
her. Again at about 3:45 she woke up hearing
drippping. Again she reached down and let the
dog lick her hand. Then she fell back to sleep.
At 6:52 the girl decided that she had had
enough…she got up just in time to see her
parents were pulling up to the house. “Good”,
she thought. “Now somebody can fix the
sink…’cause I know I didn’t leave it running.”
She walked to the bathroom and there was the
collie dog, skinned and hung up on the curtain
rod. The noise she heard was its blood
dripping into a puddle on the floor. The girl
screamed and ran to her bedroom to get a
weapon, in case someone was still in the
house…..and there on the floor, next to her
bed she saw a small note, written in blood,
saying: “HUMANS CAN LICK TOO”.

Esmiria

Terbaik ni wooo

Buried Alive

One day, the old woman fell ill and her
husband spent every day by her bedside,
trying to nurse her back to health.
Unfortunately, the old woman passed away
and her husband was devastated by the loss.
She was his one true love.

Soon afterwards, the doctor arrived and
pronounced her dead. Because it was the
middle of the summer, they had a small
funeral service and buried her the next day.
The old man was so grief-stricken that, as his
wife’s coffin was being lowered into the grave,
he tried to jump in after her. The people at the
funeral had to hold him back until the grave
was filled in.

Lonely and miserable, the old man returned to
his empty house. That night, he was
awakened by a strange scratching sound. It
grew louder and louder but he couldn’t figure
out where it was coming from. When he
turned over in bed, he was met with a
terrifying sight.

He saw a figure of a woman standing outside
his bedroom window. With horror, he realized
it was his wife. Her eyes were sunken and
hollow. Her mouth was open wide in a silent
scream and her fingers were clawing at the
window pane. When he ran to the window and
opened it, the figure vanished into thin air.
He phoned the doctor immediately and begged
to have his wife’s body exhumed from the
grave. The doctor refused to allow the coffin to
be dug up, telling the old man that he was
just suffering from stress after his wife’s
death. But the old man continued to see the
same ghostly apparition outside his window
every night.

Finally, the old man couldn’t stand it
anymore. He got out of bed, got dressed,
grabbed a shovel and headed for the
graveyard. He came to his wife’s grave and
began digging and digging. When he
eventually unearthed his wife’s coffin and
pried open the lid, he recoiled in horror. His
wife’s mouth was wide open, frozen in a silent
scream, there were scratch marks all over the
inside of the coffin lid and her fingers were
worn down to the bone.

Esmiria

Ni pun best..

Roommates.

Two female college roommates were staying in
their dorm room during the University’s
Christmas vacation. All of the other girls on
campus had gone home so they were
completely alone.

The roommates were trying to do some study,
but they ended up just spending hours
browsing the Internet on their laptop.
Late that night, one of the girls felt hungry so
she told her roommate she was going
downstairs to get some food. She assured her
friend she would be back in a few minutes.
Then she took the keys to open the kitchen
door and walked off down the hallway.
The other girl sat in her room, using her
laptop and waiting for her roommate to
return. After a while, she began to feel sleepy
so she undressed and got into bed.
As she was about to fall asleep she heard a
gurgling moan coming from down the hallway.
She froze, lying in bed, her heart pounding.
The sound stopped, but it was replaced by a
dragging noise.

The girl was terrified. She couldn’t lock the
door because her roommate had taken the
keys with her. All she could do was lie there,
shivering, as the sound drew nearer and
nearer.
She listened, shaking with fear, as the
dragging sound came closer and closer,
stopping right outside her door. Then,
something began scratching at the door.
Frightened beyond belief, the girl jumped out
of bed and hid in the closet.

The trembling girl was afraid to move a
muscle. The scratching noise seemed to go on
and on. Eventually she managed to fall asleep,
curled up in the closet.

The next morning, the girl cautiously stepped
out of the closet. The scratching sounds had
stopped but she was still too frightened to
open the door. Looking out her window, she
saw a mailman passing by and shouted to
him for help.
She heard the mailman’s footsteps entering
through the college dorm and coming up the
stairs, into the hallway. Suddenly, the
footsteps stopped.
“Is everything OK?” cried the girl.
For a few seconds, there was just silence.
“Yes, everything’s OK”, shouted the mailman.
“Just stay in your room. I’ll get the police.”
“What’s wrong?” asked the girl.
“Nothing!” came the mailman’s reply. “Just
stay where you are. Don’t come out.”
But the girl was already turning the handle
and opening the door. As the door swung
open, the girl saw the mailman standing
there, his face pale and his eyes wide with
fear. Then she looked down and screamed in
horror at what she saw.


Her roommate’s dead body was sprawled on
the floor, lying in a pool of blood. There was a
hatchet buried in her head and her fingernails
were worn down to bloody stumps from
scratching on the door for help.

Esmiria

Yang ni haku tak faham.

Hairy Arms

It was Halloween and a young woman was
shopping at the mall. She had to pick up
some candy and chocolate to hand out to the
children in her neighborhood. After buying
everything on her list, she paid for her
purchases and carried the shopping bags out
to the car park.

When she was loading her bags into the boot
of her car, she noticed an old lady with a
large shopping bag approaching her.
“I’m sorry to bother you,” said the old lady,
“but I missed my bus. Would you be a darling
and give me a lift home? My legs are tired
and I’ve been walking all day.”

The young woman was in a good mood, so
she said, “Of course, I’d be happy to. Hop in.”
She unlocked the door for the old lady and
helped her into the passenger seat. Then, she
walked around and got into the car herself.
However, as she was about to drive way, the
young woman noticed something that sent a
chill down her spine.
The old lady had hairy arms.
Something about the sight of those hairy
arms made her extremely uncomfortable. She
picked up her purse and began searching
through it.

“Oh no,” she said. “I can’t find my credit card.
I must have left it in the mall. Can you wait
her for a few minutes while I go back and see
if anybody has found it?”
The old lady nodded.

The young woman returned to the mall and
found a security guard. She told him about
the old lady in her car. Together, they went
back to the parking lot, but the young
woman’s car was empty and the passenger
door was standing wide open.
On the seat of the car was the large shopping
bag that the old woman had been carrying.
Inside, they found a huge butcher’s knife and
a roll of duct tape.

Esmiria

Ni pun best..

Smith Sisters Murdered Anonymously

There was a boy named John Smith who lived
in Plainfield, Wisconsin. He was very fond of
scary e-mails and popups. Every day, he
would find new ones and send them to
everyone he knew. He even started making
some himself and sending them to strangers.
He loved to scare people on the Internet.
One day in November 2007, he opened up his
Inbox and found a message that appeared to
be from two young girls. They called
themselves “The Smith Sisters” and told him
they were his older sisters, which confused
him because he was an only child. They also
said that, years ago, they had lived in his
house.
He replied, saying he didn’t have any sisters
and told them to get lost and leave him alone.
The next day, he received a chilling message
with some photo attachments. The first photo
was of two young girls.

The caption on it said Smith Sisters Murdered
Anonymously
In the e-mail, the girls said that they were
indeed his older sisters. They told him that in
1993 they had lived in his house. His
bedroom had once been their bedroom. They
told him all about growing up and about their
lives and how happy they had been until one
horrible night.

He opened up the other attachment. It was a
scan of an old newspaper article.
“In 1993, two sisters were brutally
murdered in the small-town community
of Plainfield, Wisconsin. Lisa Smith, 19
and her sister, Sarah Smith, 15 were
attacked in their parent’s home on the
night of November 17th, around
1:30AM. The Smith Sisters were lying in
bed when a crazed killer broke into the
house. No-one heard them scream. In
the morning, their parents found the
dead bodies of the Smith Sisters hidden
in the bedroom closet. They had been
skinned alive. The killer was long gone
and no trace of him could be found.
They had been murdered anonymously.
Police conducted an extensive
investigation, but to no avail. The
motives for the attack were never
discovered, nor was the attacker ever
found. The only lead athorities had was
a series of strange emails found in
Lisa’s computer. The case was closed in
October of 2000.”
In the rest of the email, the sisters said that
they were angry that the case was closed and
people forgot about them.
They were angry that their parents wanted to
forget about them too.
They were angry that their parents decided to
start over and had a new baby. A little boy
named John.

They were angry that their parents had never
mentioned their daughters or their tragic
murder to their new son John.
John Smith, sent an angry reply saying he
didn’t believe what they were saying. He
didn’t believe the Smith Sisters were really
related to him and he didn’t believe the
newspaper article was real. He told them to
go to hell.
Five minutes later, he got another email from
them. It said “If you don’t believe us, look in
the bedroom closet.”
That was the last email that was found on
John’s computer. Police were unable to trace
who had sent the messages to him.
On the floor of the closet, the police found a
faint message, carved in the wood. It simply
read “Lisa and Sarah – 1993″. Underneath
that, was another carving that read “John
2007″.

No-one knows what John did next, but in the
morning, John’s parents woke up to find their
son missing. Then they checked his bedroom
closet and got the shock of their lives. There
they found the dead body of their son. He had
been skinned alive.

No-one knows what really happened that
night. Police were only able to piece together
parts of the story based on what they found
on John’s computer.

The parents were devastated. How could this
happen to a family. First their daughters were
murdered. And now years later their son is
murdered.

It seemed too weird to be just a coincidence.
Two sisters are murdered and then years later,
their brother is murdered in exactly the same
way, in exactly the same place. And the only
evidence left behind is a few scary emails…
Makes you wonder.

Esmiria

Cer teka..

Twins.
There were two young girls, named Mandy and
Melissa, who were identical twins. They lived
with their parents and older brother in a large
mansion on the edge of town. Everybody was
jealous of the girls because their father was
rich and he bought them everything they
wanted.


One dark night, the girls were kidnapped.
When they awoke, they found themselves
blindfolded and tied to chairs. The girls were
extremely frightened and began to cry.
Suddenly, Mandy heard a high-pitched voice
whispering in her ear. It was the kidnapper.
“I have contacted your parents and I am
demanding one million dollars ransom,” he
said. “If you try to escape, I will kill Melissa.”
Then, Melissa heard the kidnapper whispering
in her ear.
“I have contacted your parents and I am
demanding one million dollars ransom,” he
said. “If you try to escape, I will kill Mandy.”

pjade

Esmiria posted on 21-11-2014 07:22 AM
Who Do You Love

Alleen was a pretty, thin, nervous girl of 15.

Kan???

Awat la pi ikut budak laki just like that?

pjade

Esmiria posted on 21-11-2014 12:07 PM
Ni pun best..

Smith Sisters Murdered Anonymously

parents depa murderers ka?