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Has a scary story (told verbally) ever scared you? |
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Well, it did give me the willies. |
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Naw, it takes more than that to scare ME! |
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 10:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 2:17 am
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Music of Insanity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 11:49 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 5:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 7:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:05 pm
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It was a night just like this, a long time ago, back before this was even a neighborhood and was just a few scattered homes connected by a maze of trails.
One by one, the children started disappearing. But to the parents relief, they reappeared; only they were missing their toes and seemed catatonic, staring blankly, unable to speak...
Parents stopped letting their children roam freely to each other homes for visits. A break finally came, as a young child left home to head to a neighbors house. Realising, her child had left unattended, the Mother hurried along the worn path catching a glimpse of a cloak disappearing into the woods. Cautiously following, unaware and apprehensive of what she'd find, she stared in horror at the scene that unfolded before her.
There sitting on a fallen log, by a fire with a kettle over it, sat her child bonded and gagged. Out of the shadows that danced around the fire stepped the elusive hermit rumored to roam the woods. He proceeded to the child, carefully removing the shoes, and to the Mother's horror, began to chop off the child's toes and pop them into the kettle of boiling water for his own concoction of toe-soup.
Horrified, she rushed the man and grabbed her child and ran back to the safety of their own home. Word spread quickly through the nearby neighbors and before the night was over a mob had formed, determined to hunt down the hermit and hang him for his horrendous crimes against their innocent children.
Some say, his body still hangs from that very tree and his spirit still haunts this neighborhood to prey on unattended children. And to this day, it is said that on a night like this you can still hear the chants of the enraged parents screaming "Toe-Eater, Toe-Eater!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 8:27 pm
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