Well, I just noticed that we don't have any horror thread. So I just make a new one.

I really wanna know, how many people that has this experience.
Post your horror experience here, there's no limitation but you can only post 1 story.

Before you start posting, let me show you mine first.

It's about 3 years ago. I went home from school, but it was a bit early not as usual. It was about 10 a.m. It was sizzlin' hot out there, so I rushed to the bathroom upstairs. There were only 2 people in my house, it was my sister and my house maid. My sister was playing a computer, and my house maid was cooking. So I rushed to the bathroom, and then took a bath.
In my country, there is this popular myth. "Do Not Sing In Bathroom. But that's my hobby, so I was like took a bath for 30 minutes. When I was washing my hair, I tried to search for my shampoo. I always put my shampoo on a rack, but it was gone. Gladly, I found my shampoo on the floor, right beside the slightly opened door. So when I grabbed the shampoo, my face was really close to the slightly opened door, and there was THIS HAND grabbed the door's handle, and then BANG. The hand just smacked the door close. I shocked, I screamed, that made me jumped onto the top of the toilet. It was crystal clear, the hand was right infront of my eyes. I just thought that it was probably my sister's prank to scare the shit out of me. I covered myself with towel and then ran downstair. "Why did you scream?", said the maid. "It was Kaffah right?!", I blamed my sister. And then the maid said, "What do you mean? There was nobody upstairs, what did you scream like that?".
After she said that, and I looked desperately to my sister, she was just staring at me with a very confused face. "Maybe you're day dreaming.", my sister said.

Until now, I'm still afraid to go to the bathroom upstairs. That shit scared me to death.

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so I was like took a bath for 30 minutes.

Such horror. :eek:

That story was SO scary though!

It was the hand of god telling him to quit being a lil bitch

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Such horror. :eek:

Ikr, that was the last 30 minutes, and I'm not going to do that anymore

Damn, actually pretty scary.

I also have a scary story to tell.
One day my teacher assigned us a 1-month long project. I decided to procrastinate until the very last day to do everything. You guys can draw your own conclusions to this story. :P

One night while I was trying to sleep I heard a sound in the bathroom. Thinking it was the tap, I ignored it and continued to sleep.

The end.

My GPU broke.

:I

she was a he

It was pretty cold outside today

Can't find my left sock

I saw a spider

I loaded into a league of legends match and no one on my team had a keystone mastery.

I keep hearing what sounds like someone running back and forth in the arctic, still have not gone to check yet.

Eh, I'll just copy paste my worst dream post:

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Many dreams of mine involve a zombie apocalypse of sorts for some reason. But the one I'm going to talk about had something special. SO. In this one I was in a house very close to mine, locked and safe with some other survivors (my family and relatives specifically). However there were some things I had forgotten in my house and I had to take them real quick. I walked in my house as quick as possible so as to not get caught by other zombies. I saw none though. I entered my house and then my room but getting out, I saw a gorilla like creature that charged towards me. Unable to escape through the door I tried to open my eyes and wake up.

I woke up in my room. Getting out of it I saw the same gorilla like creature. I tried to wake up again but the same thing happened. It perpetuated another two times if I remember correctly. And then I woke up again. For real this time.

The thing is though, I always thought this was the case. To make matters worse, waking up and entering the real world I still felt terribly anxious. As if my mind conflicted with itself. Trying to convince me I was really awake and that it wasn't real. In my dreams I saw worse things, but I always escaped them by waking up. This was not the case. I was unable to escape the terror, and when I did the latter followed me. That's why I consider this my worse dream.