What is the most scary thing you can think of while in school or work? Murder? R*pe? Kidd-napping? You can also post scary stories you heard or read during school or work. (MUST BE TRUE STORIES)
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I was using the bathroom in school when I was in second grade. Me and my friends were chatting and washing our hands when my friend started to scream
"KUDOS! KUDOS!"
We looked at her and then back at each other, and asked her what was wrong. She said Kudos was coming. We did not take her seriously. Over and over again throughout the school day, she kept on saying things like
"Kudos is coming to kill me!" or
"Kudos is here! Kudos is gonna be here in my head!"
Now we were freaked out. The next week after this strange repeating occurrence, She came to school with a strange outfit. Regularly, she would wear colors, but now she was not. With all black scraps. I talked to her during lunch break and she said
"Kudos is with me now. Kudos did not get any attention and now he is mad. He is in my head, and he will eat it."
Every day following, she became a walking corpse, as I now recall her being. She was lifeless, moved slower, and never talked. A week after that, Our teacher came in with the news that she had passed strangely and without warning. Her parents and the police had searched for clues of murder, or suicide, but nothing showed. It was like she just fell asleep and never woke up...or maybe Kudos was not just a prank.
TW: Gr00ming
In seventh grade I was severely stressed and struggling to cope with my terrible home life. This teacher seemed to take a strong liking to me and we developed a relationship that I now realize was gr00ming.
Still hoping he gets fired someday. If you're curious why I'm not trying to get him fired, it's because I tried that year when he pushed me too far and no one believed me.
I was working at an amusement park one summer, when I was pulled from my store to do ride assistance for the day. I was offered either A) checking harnesses on a ride, or B) working the control panel and microphone on another. I chose the panel, because it was a minor power trip. About two hours later, I notice security herding everyone off in one direction, and one of them comes over to discretely tell me to shut down the ride and get everyone cleared out. I found out a bit later a child had fallen from the free-fall ride and died, the park was being cleared. Already a horrible thing. Making matters worse though, that was the ride I had been offered harness duty on earlier; It’s been more than 20 years, and I still wonder how things might’ve been different if I’d been the one checking and the boy wouldn’t have fallen…or, would it have been the same regardless, and I would be living with the guilt of “What if I could’ve prevented this?”
Oh wow that is more sad than creepy, but I still accept that here. Man that is disturbing and I do not know how I would cope with that without my therapist, Holly.
