Scary Pictures

just deliberately found and read this entire thread despite knowing i'm about to go to bed. fuck. why do i do these things.

also, could people PLEASE STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING MAGGOT FOOT FUCKING GIF PLEASE. FUCK.
 
STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS

STOP QUOTING THAT FUCKING PICTURE YOU FUCKING DUMB SHITS
 
IMG_2490.jpg
 
Fuck I have seen the movie with that in it before cant remember where its from!

not gonna like none of this stuff is really frightening... maybe I've just been desensitized
 
what the fuckkk,

i would also like to know the stories about that one picture that made people kill themselves
 
For everyone wondering about the creepy smiling dog photo:
OriginSmile.jpg’s true origin is unknown, but is believed to be first posted on the /x/ board on 4chan. The meme consists of a disturbing copypasta story, accompanied by a photoshopped picture of a dog. According to the article (which is just fake creepypasta, anyways), Smille.jpg was first discovered in 1992. It is because of the usual invalidities of creepypasta, that the origin of Smile.jpg is still unknown.
This meme will probably always be used based on it’s consistancy to make everyone have very little amounts of sleep.The StoryThe story tells of a college student, looking for content to write about for an assignment. He gets a hold of a story from a woman who is traumatized by the image and later learns that Smile.jpg lead her to kill herself. Smile.jpg is told to cause epileptic fits during sleep, and the dog in the picture tells you to “spread the word” and only then it will leave your dreams alone. The college student ends up spreading the word by attaching the picture to the end of the article. Click here to read the full article.The ImagePart of the legend is that very few people have seen the original image and that most images on the internet currently are just fakes.
Source: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/smilejpg
 
That's not scary or gross. Looks like tooth brush feet. People need to stop posting gross pictures.
 
Droppin this one in here.I've been lying down for hours now. It's 5:35 AM and there's not much I can do. You know what the worst part about my situation is? I'm in the same room with my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but look back and try not to cry or scream. Their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's the strong scent of blood and I feel paralyzed with fear. Here's the ehting, the second i make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore, I'm completely fucked. I will die and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying ot think of a way out but the only idea I have is to rush for the door and run outside the front door and scream for help, hoping my neighbors hear me. It's risky, but if i stay here, I'll surely die. He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece. You're probably wondering what's going on, I get ahead of myself sometimes. About three hours ago, I heard screaming from the other side of the hosue, I got up and went to check on the noise before realizing I had to use the restroom, instead of doing the smart thing and investigating, I used the bathroom first. I could've gotten myself killed right then from my stupid actions. But I actually did my business and took a peek outside the bathroom. There was blood on the carpet. I got very worried and ran back to my rom, hiding under my sheets like the pussy I was. I tried to convince myself to go back to sleep, that it was just some really vivid dream or soemthing. But I heard the bathroom door open. Like the terrified child I was, I peeked from under my blankets to see what was going on. I could see something dragging my dead parents into the room. It was not human, I can tel you that. It was hairless, with no eyes and no clothing, it walked like a caveman, with its back slouched as it dragged my parents. But this thing was much smarter than any caveman. It was aware of what it was doing. It propped my dad up on the edge of my bed, and made him face me. It then sat my mother down in the chair and positioned her towards me as well. It then started rubbing its hands upon the wall, staining them with blood and then drew a circle with the devil's pentagram on it. This thing had made what it probably would call a masterpiece. To finish it off, it scribbled a message onto the wal that I could not read in the darkness. It then positioned itself under my bed, waiting to strike. The scariest thing now, my eyes have adjusted to the darkness since then and I can read the message on the wall. I don't want to look at it, because it's terrifying to think about. But I feel I need to see, before I'm killed. I pek at the creature's masterpiece. "I know you're awake." fuck this story man
 
FUCK NO! I remember seeing all those for the first time. Had to get my backpack from my car at like 9 PM, and I live in the woods. Nothing academic happened that night.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top