4 The most terrible horror stories of our childhood. Dress, as for the first time!

Remember, we told each other in the camps about the red hand and black curtains? And necessarily there was such a master to tell, who had a familiar story acquired the outlines of a long and exciting thriller no worse than King.

We remembered four such stories. Do not read them in the dark!

Black curtains

The granny died at one girl. I died when, I was called to my mother Mamu and said:

What you want with my room do, but do not hang black curtains there.

Hang the white curtains in the room, and now the girl live there. And everything was fine.

But one day she went with bad guys to burn tires. Tires decided to burn in the cemetery, right on one old grave failed. They began to argue who would set fire, pulled lots of matches, and fell back to the girl. So she set fire to the tire, and from there how smoke will go and right into her eyes. Painfully! She shouted, the guys were frightened for her and dragged in the hospital. And she sees nothing.

In the hospital she was told that I could not burn my eyes, and regime was prescribed - sit at home with closed eyes And so that the room is always dark prestable. And not to go to school. And no fire can not see until he recovers!

Then mom began to look for dark curtains in the girl. I was looking sought, but there are no dark, only white, yellow, green bright. And black. There is nothing to do, she bought black curtains and hanged the girl into the room.

That's the day the mother hung them and went to work. A girl village homework write at the table. Sits and feels like something touches her elbow. She shook, looked, and nothing but the curtains, there is no elbow. And so several times.

The next day she feels that something she touches her shoulders. Jumps out, but there is nothing around, only the curtains are hollowing.

On the third day, she immediately moved the chair to the far end of the table. Sits, the lessons write, and something she touches her neck! The girl jumped up and ran into the kitchen, and did not come to the room.

Mom came, the lessons were not written, she began to scold a girl. And the girl began to cry and ask mom not to leave her in that room.

Mom says:

You can not be such a coward! Look, I'll see all night at your table, while you sleep so that you know that there is nothing terrible.

In the morning the girl wakes up, his mother is calling, and Mom is silent. The girl began to cry out loudly from fear, the neighbors came running, and his mother sits on the table. Took her to the morgue.

Then the girl went to the kitchen, took matches, returned to the bedroom and set fire to black curtains. They burned down, but her eyes led from it.

Sister

One girl died dad, and Mom was very poor, did not work and did not know how to sell an apartment. They left in the old grandmother's house in the village, the grandmother has been died for two years, and no one lived there. But it was decent there, because a neighbor was closed there for money. And the girl with her mother began to live there. The girl was far to go to school, and she was given such a certificate that she was studying at home, and only all sorts of exams and control goes to the end of the quarter to go to school in the district center, so that they were sitting at home all day with mom, only sometimes went to the store, Also in the district center. And my mother was pregnant, and she had a belly.

Long-long grew, and rose twice as much as the usual, so long the child was not born. Then my mother went like in the store, in winter, and there was no one for almost a week, the girl was fully gone: it's scary to her house one, in the windows of black, electricity with interruptions, drifts on the very windows marked. The food ended, but her neighbor fed. And hereinafter, in the evening, or at night, the mother's voice took a girl on the door. The girl opened, and mom entered. She was all pale, with blue circles around the eyes, thin and tired. She gave birth to a child and kept him in her arms, wrapped in some kind of silent skin, maybe even a dog. The girl closed the door as soon as possible, the baby put the baby on the table, began to string mom - she was very frozen, there was all ice. In the iron stove, the girl spread the fire, in the evenings, they laughed in the evenings, and sat her mother in an old armor, and then went to see the child.

It turned slowly, and there is such a child that it is immediately clear that this is not a newborn and not even a baby. There is another girl three years old Or four, the face is small and evil, and there is no handles or legs.

Oh, mom, who is it? - asked the girl, and Mom says:

All babies first ugly. When the sister is growing, everything will be fine. Give it to me.

He took a child in his arms and began to breastfeed. And the girl's chest sucks, no matter what happened, and the first girl looks slyly and viciously.

And the name was Nastya and Olya, Olya is that without hands and without legs.

And Olya this is already perfectly running and jumped, that is, very quickly crawled, on his stomach. And he jumped on it, and she did it, like the caterpillar, to put themselves with the top and teeth, for example, to grab something and pull. No save from her was. She tumbled everything, gnawed, spoiled, and Mom ordered Nastya for her to clean, because Nastya is the eldest and also because Mom now was bad all the time, she was sick and even slept strange, with open eyes, as if simply lay in fainting. She cooked now Nastya herself, and drose separately from Mom, because Mom had some kind of diet for nursing. Life has become completely disgusting. If Nastya did not eat and did not remove Olya, then his mother sent her or for firewood, or to do lessons, and the Nastya all day and the whole evening decided and solved the tasks and wrote the exercises, and still taught all physics to retell everything, not Dogged down on any word. Mom almost did nothing, everything fed Olya or rested between feeding, because a nursing woman is tired very much, and everything was in Nastya, and Olya washed, too, and Olya wriggled and laughed disgusting, it was still pleasure to wash it from poop. But Nastya suffered everything for mom.

So there was a month or two, and the winter became only colder, and everything around in the snowdrifts, and the light bulbs, which were blissing right without a chandeller, was blissing all the time and were very dull.

How suddenly Nastya began to notice that someone at night approaches her and her face breathes. She first thought that this was mom, as before, looks, whether she sleeps well and crawled the blanket, and then looked through the eyelashes, and this Olya stands standing at the bed and looks at her, and so smiles that just .

Here Olya noticed that Nastya looks, and said in good voice:

Who asked you to watch when not necessary? Now I will bite your fingers from you. On the finger overnight. And then there is a hand. And so my hands will grow up.

And she immediately bit off the Misinchik in his hand, and there was blood from there. Nastya lay like in a stupor, but he hurts himself and scattered! And my mother still sleeps, and Olya laughs and jumps.

Okay, - said Nastya. - I can't do anything with you anyway.

And lay as if to sleep. And even fell asleep.

And in the morning, Olya rushed again, and Mom ordered her Nastya wash it. It is good that still the firewood was in the house, because until the lunite was already because of the snowdrifts, do not reach the well, too, Nastya for the bath of water scored straight from the snow, the bucket snow was covered and heated on the stove. The wound from the hatching finger was bad, but Nastya did not say anything. He took Olya and began to bathe her in a children's bath, which they found in the attic, even when they moved. Olya, as always, wriggles and giggles, and Nastya began to coat it. The Olya died here, he was afraid, it was all his hands on the Nastya, but she was still drowned her nastya, and she stopped breathing, and then Nastya put her on the table and saw that Mom was looking at the stove and noticed. And then Nastya lost consciousness, because a lot of blood has row from bites.

During the night, the house brought snow so that the neighbor was frightened and caused rescuers. Those came and dug off the house, and found inside the girl in fainting, with handicraft hands, a dead woman mummified and wooden doll without pens and legs.

In Nastya, then in the orphanage gave for deaf-and-dumb. She was actually a mute, he told his hands with his mother.

The girl who played on the piano

One girl with her mother and dad drove into a new apartment, very beautiful, greasy, with a hall, kitchen, bathroom, two bedrooms, and in the hall stood a German piano from the cherry tree. Do you know what a polished cherry tree looks like? It is dark red and glitters like blood.

The piano was very necessary, because the girl went to learn to play the piano into the house of culture.
And on new apartment Something strange with the girl happened. She began to play at night on this piano, although she did not really love very much. Quilly played, but heard.

At first, her parents did not scold her, thought it was playing and stopped, but the girl did not stop everything.

They enter the hall, she stands near the piano, on the piano notes, and looks at the parents. They scold her, she is silent.

They began to close the piano on the key.

But the girl is incomprehensible as every night still opened the piano and played on it.

They began to shame her, punish, and she still plays the piano at night.

Began to lock her bedroom. And it is unknown as outwardly chosen and play again.

Then she was told that she would be given to the boarding school. She cried-crying, she was told, give a honest pioneer word that you won't play any more, and she was silent again. Gave to the boarding school.

And the next day, her mother and dad strangled someone at night.

They began to search who could strangle them, asked the girl, does not know something. And she then told.
It was not her red piano. Every night she was walked flying white hands and ordered to turn the notes while they play a piano. And she did not speak anyone, because he was afraid and because no one would not believe anyway.

Then the investigator says:

I believe you.

Because in this apartment before housing pianist. He was arrested for the fact that he wanted to poison the government. When they were arrested, he began to ask, so as not to be hit by hand, because his hands needed to play on the piano. Then one nkvdnik said that he would do so that his arms in the NKVD did not touch, took a shovel by the janitor and cut off both hands. And from this pianist died.

And this NKVTSHACHNIK was a girl dad.

Wrong girl

In the class of one girl named Katya appeared new teacher. He had evil eyes, but all he was very praised, because he spoke to a kind voice and because if his student did not listen to him, then the teacher invited him to drink tea, and after the tea student became the most obedient child in the world and spoke only when asked. And already all the disciples in the girl in the class became obedient, only the girl itself was still ordinary.

Somehow the girl Mom sent to attribute to the teacher home some purchases that he asked to do. The girl came, the teacher put it on her drinking tea in the kitchen and said:

Siti here quietly and in the basement do not go.

And he took the purchase and left with them in the attic.

The girl drank tea, and the teacher does not go. She began to wander around the rooms, look at the walls of photography and paintings. She passed above the staircase in the basement, and she had fallen a ring from her finger, which gave her grandmother. The girl decided to cute and sit in the kitchen quickly behind the ring, but it did not happen.

She descended into the basement, looks around, and with a circle with blood with blood. In some intestine lie, in other liver, in third brains, in the fourths - eyes. And looks, the eyes of them are human! She was frightened and how to shout!

Here the teacher with a big knife entered the basement. Looked and said:

You are bad, unsuitable, wrong Katya.

Grabbing Katina Spit and cut off.

From these hair, I will make the hair of a good, right Kate. And now I need your skin. Eyes I put the glass inserting the glass, which your mother bought for me, and the skin is needed real.

And the knife is again eating.

Katya began to run along the basement, and the teacher stands at the stairs and laughs:

From this basement there is no other exit, run-run, until you fall, then you will be easier to shoot the skin.

Then the girl calmed down and decided to smear. Went straight to him. It goes and all shakes, but what if nothing happens. And he will kill her and decompose it in the basins, and an obedient doll will go home instead of her.

And the teacher everything laughs and the knife shows.

Then the girl suddenly threw a bead from her neck, who also gave a grandmother, and how to throw a teacher in the face! Straight into the eyes and mouth! The teacher reacted, his eyes flooded with blood and see nothing. I tried to rush on the girl, and the beads fell to the floor, they slipped, he slipped on them and fell. And the girl jumped his head on both legs on both legs, and he lost consciousness. And she then got out of the basement and ran into the police.

The teachers later shot. He in another city, where she used to work, a whole school on the walking dolls replaced.

Hungry doll

One girl with her mother and dad drove into another apartment. And in the room that is children, it turned out to be nailed to the wall by the nails of the doll. Dad tried to pull the nails, but could not. Left so.

Here is a girl to sleep, and suddenly the pupa mechanics heads his head, opens his eyes, looks at the girl and speaks terrible voice:

Let me eat red!

The girl was frightened, and a doll by bass again and again says.

Then the girl went to the kitchen, caught her finger, scored a spoonful of blood, came and poured a doll in her mouth. And the doll calmed down.

The next night again all the same. And the next one. So the girl is a week for his blood on a spoonful doll and began to lose weight and pale.

And on the seventh day, the blood drank drank and speaks by his terrible voice:

Listen, abnormal, and you have no jam at home at all?

Stories told Lilith Mazikina

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When my aunt got married, then her moms were no longer alive. The wedding took place in a private house, the toilet was in the garden. When it was dark, the groom decided to run slowly there. Opens the door, and there a woman sits. He embarrassed and quickly closed the door.

It was thought, I remembered that everything seems to be all guests in the house or nearby, no one should be in the garden. He opened the door again, and there is no one. He is in a scream and run. Barely reassured. When he said that he saw, relatives understood that he describes the Mama of the Bride in the way in which she was buried. Decided that she came to look at the son-in-law.

The case was at night, the cat, as usually slept in my feet. I also fell asleep. And suddenly woke up with some very unpleasant feeling - not that fear, not the cold. I open my eyes, I want to get up, it won't sleep, and here I catch the looks of the cat - warning for me and with pressed ears towards the side nearby. I look at the side and see how a huge, foggy-gray, but a very dense creature steps through the room. With something like a face with eyes closed. Moves to the window, putting hands, as if a person in the dark - to the touch.

I could not even scream from horror. And suddenly this creature felt the glance, slowly turned around and clearly became sniffing. Here the cat silently released the claws to my leg from all over Duri, and I looked at him. The creature immediately lost interest, it came to the window and disappeared.
The cat fell asleep soon, and I was so far before the morning, I was even afraid to turn on the light.

This case was also at night, more precisely, already at 5 am. I woke up from a short call on the door. The first thought was, suddenly something has happened, who would come back at this time? Rounded to the door of the sponsor, I ask: who is there? Silence. I did not see anyone in the eye. I looked at the clock and went to sleep. And only lay down, immediately the second call.

Here I opened the door without questions. Behind the door stood something high, similar to the gray rectangular silhouette of a person without neck, without hands, with darker outlines of the eyes and mouth. And in place chest He was the opening, in which it was raining. Here I thought clearly, even without fear - everything is so crazy and go, came. And yet asked: who are you? Somehow almost heard the answer: Shadow. I am to you. Login can be? I replied: No. Slammed the door and went to sleep. And that's it. More calls were not.

I went to the doctor then. I was glad that the roof was on the spot, but what it was, I do not know so far.

My one friend and her girlfriend, jaws, decided to call the "Spirit of Pushkin", even adult aunts already, with all at least 40, but now found such childhood on them.

Have fun, they thought. Nothing succeeded. But at night it began. The case was familiar in the country, everything was there and spent the night. By themselves, windows and doors began to open, rattling the batteries, as if they were launched on them there. The most peak was when, with one of the ladies, some "power" washed the blanket. Another got a blow to the cheek, even there was an abundance. It ended in that I had to write out the father so that the house was cleaned. Oh, he swore! He said that those "let the restless spirit". But cleared, everything stopped. But the familiar and her girlfriend all collapsed with each other. And on an empty place.

Oh, it's better and not to tell, you will not believe anyway ... When my father died, I, my grandmother and mom decided to lie down in the same room, the coffin stood in another. The grandmother quickly fell asleep, and we were lying all and thought, thought, thought ... And suddenly they clearly heard the native father's snoring. From the very room where his body lay. My mother and my mother, she squeezed my hand "Did you hear?" - "Yeah" - "Oh, mommy ...".

Snoring lasted seconds 10-15, but we were enough for us so that the rest of the night would not go out of the bedroom. They came out only when they started early in the morning friends and relatives come in the morning. So far, no one believes. But we could not hear the same thing? And also, when they brought the father to the monastery, the face had changed, it became more peaceful, it seemed that he was smiling. And this noticed all who escaped from the house and attended the funeral.

I was 15, a secondary brother - 16. The house that his father built was at the stage of the walls. The basement was ready already, the floorboards were "draft" - with considerable slits between them. The stroke into the ground floor closed the old street door - very heavy. We climbed there with neighboring girls and with a tape recorder on batteries. They did not drink, did not smoke, the pills did not eat. Summer, watches seven in the evening. At some point, the music ended and we heard someone coming to the wicket from the street side, then the hook was tightened and we heard the steps - a heavy male gait.

We hid. Then this someone went into the house and went through the rooms. We heard the steps - but through the grooves floor it was clear that there was no one in the house! Then the steps went to the exit, we rushed to hangouts in the foundation, to see who it was - and did not see anyone. Steps stych - we got out of the basement: the wicket was closed. The house was completed. Brother's wife says that the cat is periodically disintegrated by the arc and hits someone, and the dog freezes and looks carefully at one point.

Once - I was six years old - I woke up if I had a shock. On the blanket fell dim light from the side of the table, standing beyond the back of my bed in my feet. Something huge froze in anticipation - it was there, behind the back of bed, - the light fell from him! But I did not even have time to think about it, nor turn the head to see ...

Cooking Sound Salted Silence Rooms. I turned sharply to the table, and my desperate cry merged with the roar of a monstrous creature hanging above the table. The feet of the creature was not visible, but the palms with estimated fingers were addressed to me - one hand was at the shoulder, the other stretched forward, attacking me ... The creatures of the creature were raised, framing the head with halo, huge eyes were burning with anger. Before me - the creation of someone else's and dangerous. I shouted, and the vision disappeared. Room plunged into darkness. Run a frightened father, but I could not utter anything from strong stuttering ...

After the funeral of the grandfather, but up to 40 days from the date of his death, we went to the village where he lived last 10 years. I went to bed, I began to fall asleep, but heard some sounds in the Seine, as if someone was walking. I thought: "Probably, this is a grandfather. But he will not do anything bad to us, he loved us very much. " And calmly fell asleep.

I told my mother later, she, it turns out, too, the tramp heard and also calmly fell asleep. But grandfather son-in-law (husband Mamina Sisters, my uncle) did not go to bed longer than us. He heard the door slap into the next hut, something rumbled in the Seine. And then the door opened in the hut, where we slept, and the grandfather went. Uncle rushed into bed under the blanket, I did not hear anything else.

I was then 12 years 12, maybe less, one stayed alone. Parents left for friends or how. We live in a private house in small settlement, around the forest.

So I decided to call my mother, find out when parents will be at home. I call and hear voices. I thought that a failure on the line, again called back, again the votes, listened. And there two people discussed how they love eating human meat, they shared recipes, discussed how better canned food. Now I understand that rather a very stupid joke was, but then it was very scary. It seemed to me that they knew what I heard, and would definitely find at the phone number.

Parents do not call, thought again on those cannibals Narrvous. One, the house is large, the window is broken - a piety.

The youngest of the two cousins \u200b\u200bgathered to marry. I came to my mother to invite my wedding. She asked when a wedding was appointed. The answer is strained: this is the death day of her mother, my grandmother, and, accordingly, grandmothers of my cousin. For a remark, the brother replied that nothing terrible, "for grandmother a gift will be" this wedding.

A week before the wedding, the parents of the bride arrived in the house of the groom, so that with future relatives to meet, the details of the upcoming celebration discuss. We sat, talked. The owners wanted to guests a house show. Walked-wandered, went to the bedroom of parents. The Mother of the Bride looked at the photo on the wall, and he did not lose his mind, the men supported when she slightly rumbled on the floor.

It turned out that the day before she woke up among the nights (or thought that he was woken up), and beside her, leaning over her, stood a woman in white robe. The woman said: "No one, it is necessary to honor." And retired. Future mother-in-law found in the photo on the wall of the woman. It was my grandmother.

By the way, after two months live after the wedding, then they fled. The story is not fictional.

From today, 13:07

For the holiday of Mom bought a girl black tights. Woven their girl in kindergarten.
When mom came after her garden, the girl said:
- Mom, and moms, and I hurt legs!
Mom asked her daughter to wait and not shoot tights, wait until the house.
On the street, a girl again complained:
- Mom, and moms, I hurt legs!
Mom said to her again:
- Now come home, remove the tights and see why it hurts.

One day, when my mother was going to go to work, she told her daughter to make it, if someone calls, took only a white phone, and the red did not take. That's when Mom left, started calling a red phone. The girl dismissed mom and raised the phone! There was suspicious female voice:
- Hello, you will now open the balcony, prepare a knife and a jar, understandable?
The girl was frightened and said:
- Yes ...
She sat a few hours and watched the TV. Suddenly heard a strange sound. How someone entered the balcony. She did not pay attention. But she began to be afraid and wanted to make sure there is no one there. She went and saw that the knife and the bank had disappeared, she had truth began to be very afraid. Suddenly, a hoarse female voice was heard from behind:
- Waiting for me?

We present to your attention a photo that, at first glance, may seem quite ordinary and harmless. But those famous made them the fact that terrible events are hiding behind each of them. It is unlikely that any of us thinks that this or that picture can be the last in our lives or prepay the tragedy. For example, not so long ago, newlyweds were photographed in a second to unhappiness. And if the death itself is impossible to capture, then on each of the following photos, it is definitely invisibly present.

Survivors. In this photo, at first glance, there is nothing unusual. While you do not notice a uniform human ridge in the lower right corner.

Heroes of the picture - Players of the Uruguayan Rugby team "Old Cristians" from Montevideo, surviving in a plane crash October 13, 1972: The aircraft suffered a crash in Andes. Of the 40 passengers and 5 crew members 12 died during a catastrophe or shortly after it; Then 5 more died the next morning ..

Search operations stopped on the eighth day, and the remaining for more than two months had to fight for life. Since food reserves are quickly ended, they have had to be bored by the corpses of friends.

So without waiting for help, some of the victims committed a dangerous and long transition through the mountains, which was successful. 16 men were saved.

In 2012 Star of Mexican music Jenny Rivera Died in a plane crash. Selfie in the plane is made a few minutes before the tragedy.

As a result of the fall of the aircraft, no one survived

Games with thunderstorms. In August 1975, the girl from the USA Mary McCliken photographed during the strong bad weather of his two brothers: Michael and Sean, with which she spent time on top of one of the cliffs in California national Park Sequoia.

After a second, after the picture was made, lightning struck all three. Survive managed only by 18-year-old Michael. At this photo - Sister of Junior Mary.

It is worth noting that the atmospheric discharge was so powerful and close that young people have hair literally rose endless. The surviving Michael works as a computer engineer and still receives emails with questions about what happened that day.

Regina Walters. 14-year-old girl photographed serial killer By the name Robert Ben Roads in a few seconds before killing ... The maniac began the Regina to the abandoned barn, cut his hair and made her black dress and shoes.

Roads traveled the United States on a huge trailer, which equipped under the chamber of torture. His victims were at least three people per month.

Walters turned out to be one of those who fell into the maniac trap. Her body was found in Saraj, who had to burn.

"PLC!". In April 1999, high school students from american school Columbine posed for a general picture. For common cheerfulness two guys depicting that they direct a rifle and a gun into the chamber, they hardly paid attention to themselves.

And in vain. A few days later, these guys, Eric Harris and Dylan Klisbold, appeared in Columbine with weapons and homemade explosives: 23 people were injured by their victims of the victims.

The crime was carefully planned, which led to such a number of victims.

The culprits were not detained, because in the end they shot themselves. Later it became known that adolescents for many years have been outsiders at school, and what happened became a cruel act of revenge.

Girl with black eyes. You might think that we have a shot from the horror movie, but, unfortunately, this real photo. In November 1985, there was an eruption of the Volcano of Ruis in Colombia, as a result of which the province of Armero was covered with the village streams.

The 13-year-old Omair Sanchez became the victim of the tragedy: her body was stuck in the wreckage of the building, as a result, the girl three days stood on the neck in the mud. Her face was swollen, the hands became practically white, and the eyes flooded with blood.

Rescuers tried to rescue the girl different waysbut in vain.

Three days later, Omair fell into the agony, stopped responding to people and in the end he died.

Family photo. It would seem in the photo Victorian erawhere the father and mother and her daughter are captured, there is nothing strange. The only feature: the girl turned out to be very clearly clear, and her parents were lubricated. Guess why? Before us is one of those popular in those days posthumous photosAnd the girl captured on her died shortly before that from Typha.

The corpse remained in front of the lens of the immovable, therefore it was clear: the photos in those times were made with a long exposure, because of which it had to pose very and quite long. Perhaps why became incredibly fashionable photo "post-moront" (i.e. "after death"). Oddly enough, the heroine of this snapshot is also dead.

A woman on this photo died at childbirth. In photo seals, even installed special devices for fixing the corpses, and the dead opened their eyes and drove into them special toolso that the mucosa does not dry and the eyes are not muddy.

Fatal immersion. It would seem in this photo of divers there is nothing strange. However, why is one of them lying the very day?

Divers accidentally discovered the corpse of 26-year-old Tina Watson, who died on October 22, 2003 during the honeymoon. The girl with his spouse named Gabe went to the honeymoon in Australia, where they decided to do diving.

Under the water, the lover turned off the oxygen balloon of a young wife and kept on the bottom until she suffocated. Later, the criminal who received a life sentence, said that his goal was to receive insurance.

Sad father. With a quick look in this picture with a thoughtful African, there is nothing unusual, but looking at it, it can be noted that in front of a man have a severe children's stop and a brush.

In the photo - the Congolese worker of a rubber plantation that could not work out the norm. As a punishment, the supervisors ate his five-year-old daughter, giving the remains in the edification ... This practiced quite often, which can be seen in other pictures.

At the same time, white officers and supervisors as evidence that they destroyed the local cannibal, presented his right brush. The desire to climb the service led to the fact that the brushes cut off all in a row, including children, and those who pretended to be dead, could stay alive ...

Killer with a sword. It would seem, it looks like a picture with Halloween, isn't it? 21-year-old Swede, Anton Lundin Peterson, came in this form by one of the schools of Trollhatten on October 22, 2015. Two schoolchildren decided that what was happening was a joke and had a joyfully photographed with a stranger in a strange outfit.

After that, Peterson stabbed these young men and went to the following victims. As a result, he killed one teacher and four children. The police opened fire on him and he died from injuries in the hospital.

Dying tourist. Americans Sailor Guilliams and Branden Vega went on a campaign in the vicinity of Santa Barbara, but inexperienced, they were mistaken. There was no connection, and because of the heat and lack of water, the girl remained completely without his strength. Brendan went for help, but crashed, having broken from the cliff.

And these photos made a group of experienced tourists who returned home with horror noticed a red-haired girl lying unconscious on Earth. Rescuers on a helicopter went to the place of tragedy, Sailor survived.

Abduction Two-year-old James Bulger. It would seem that the strange is that the older boy leads the younger hand? But behind this picture hides a terrible tragedy ...

John Velebles and Robert Thompson increased from shopping center Two-year-old James Bulger, brutally beaten, poured the face of paint and left to die on the railway tracks.

10-year-old killers found thanks to video surveillance cameras. The criminals received the maximum time for their age - 10 years, which extremely outraged the public and mother of the victim. Moreover, in 2001, they were issued to freedom and received documents for new names.

In 2010, it became known that John Velebles was returned to prison due to the not mentioned violation of the conditions for early liberation.

Real life is not only light and pleasant, she is still terrible and terrible, mysterious and unpredictable ...

"Was it or not?" - History from real life

I would never believe something like that if it was not collided with this "such" ....

I returned from the kitchen and heard my mother shouts loud in a dream. So loud that we reassured her with all your family. In the morning they asked to tell a dream - Mom said she was not ready.

We wait until a little time goes. I returned to the conversation. This time the mammy did not "resist."

From her I heard that: "I lay on the sofa. Dad slept near. He suddenly woke up and said he was very cold. I went to your room to ask to close the window (you also have a habit of keeping his "Naspushka"). I opened the door and saw that the wardrobe is completely tightened with a thick cobweb. I screamed, turned around to go back .... And felt that I was flying. Only then realized that it was a dream. When I flew to the room - I was even worse. On the edge of the sofa, next to the dad, was sitting your grandmother. She, though she died many years ago, but she appeared in front of me. I always dreamed to dream of me. But at that moment I was not glad to meet. Grandma sat and silent. And I screamed that I do not want to die. Flew to dad on the other side and lay down. When I woke up, I could not understand for a long time, the dream was at all. Dad, after all confirmed that he was cold! For a long time I was afraid to fall asleep. And at night I do not go to the room until I remember holy water. "

I still have goosebumps "run" throughout the body when I remember this my mother's story. Maybe the grandmother missed and wants us to visit her in the cemetery? .. Oh, if there are no thousand kilometers that we are separated, I would go to her every week!

"Do not go to the cemetery at night!"

Oh, and long ago it was! I also just went to the university .... The guy called me and asked if I wish you to walk? Of course, I replied that I want! But it was the question of a friend: where to walk if all the places are tired? We went over and listed everything that could be. And then I joked: "Will we go around the cemetery?!" I laughed, and in response he heard a serious voice that agreed. It was impossible to refuse, as I did not want to show my cowardice.

Bear drove for me at eight in the evening. We drank coffee, looked at the movies and took a souls together. When it was time to gather, Misha said that I was getting dressed in something black or dark - blue. I still have, honestly, what I will be dressed. The main thing is to survive the "romantic walk". It seemed to me that I would definitely not survive her!

We gathered. Come out of the house. Misha sat behind the wheel, although I had rights for a long time. Fifteen minutes later we were in place. I had a long sweating, did not leave the car. My beloved helped! He gave hand like a gentleman. If it were not for his gentleman gesture, I would have stayed in the cabin.

Released He took me by the hand. Everywhere has reached cold. Cold "walked" and from his hand. My heart trembled, as if cold. Intuition suggested me (very insistent) so that we do not go anywhere. But my "half the second" did not believe in intuition and its existence.

We went somewhere, past the graves, silent. When I became quite terribly - I suggested return. But the answer was not followed. I looked towards the bear. And he saw that he was all transparent as Casper from the famous old film. The light of the moon seemed completely pierced his body. I wanted to scream, but could not. Whom in the throat did not allow me to do it. I pulled my hand out of his hand. But I saw that everything with his body is in order that he became the same. But I could not seem to me! I clearly saw that the body of his beloved was covered with "transparency".

I can not say for sure how much time has passed, but we went home. I was just happy that the car was started right away. I just know what happens in movies and serials of the "crazy" genre!

I so extended that I asked Mikhail to turn on the stove. In summer, imagine?! I myself can't imagine ... We drove off. And when the cemetery is over .... I saw again how Misha became invisible and transparent to one moment!

After a few seconds, he again became the usual and usual. He turned to me (I sat in the back seat) and said that we would go to another expensive. I was surprised. After all, there were quite a few cars in the city! One - two, probably! But I did not make it persuaded to go to the same route. I was glad that our walk ended. The heart somehow frowning restlessly. I "wrote" everything on emotions. We drove faster and faster. I asked to keep speed, but the bear said he really wants home. On the last turn In us drove some kind of truck.

I woke up in the hospital. I do not know how much I lay there. The most terrible thing is that Misha died! And I warned me intuition! She gave me a sign! But what could I do with such a stubborn like Misha?!

He was buried on that sama cemetery .... I did not go to the funeral, since my condition left much to be desired.

Since then, I have not met anyone. It seems to me that I'm cursed by someone and my curse spreads.

Continuation of scary stories

"The terrible secrets of a small house"

Three hundred kilometers from home .... It was there that was and waited for me inheritance in the form of a small house. I was going to look at him for a long time. Yes, there was no time. And so I found a little time and came to the place. It happened that I arrived in the evening. Opened the door. The castle sang as if she did not want to let me in the house. But I still coped with the castle. I went under the sounds of the squeak. It was terrible, but I coped with it. Five hundred times regretted that one - the same one went.

I did not like the setting, because everything was in dust, in the mud and in the web. It is good that the water was held in the house. I quickly found a cloth and began to restore careful order.

Ten minutes of my stay in the house I heard some kind of noise (very similar to moan). She turned her head to the window - saw how the curtains were stagged. Moonlight lived my eyes. I saw the curtains "flashed" again. The mouse ran on the floor. She scared me too. I was scared, but I continued to clean up. Under the table, I discovered the yellowed note. It was written in it, that: "Get out of here! This is not your territory, but the territory of the dead! ". I sold this house and did not appear close there. I do not want to remember all this horror.