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Okay so I promised another scary story of someone I know a little over a week ago. Here it is:
During high school there was a kid in the grade below me named Seth. I wasn't friends with him personally, but I knew people that were good friends with him. The town we live in was settled in the late 1600s, and his house is one of the oldest houses still standing. My best friend told me a story about how he went to a party there one night and Seth told him he could take any room upstairs and sleep in it. My friend made it up the staircase, looked down an extremely long, dark hallway, immediately felt scared out of his mind, and decided to sleep downstairs with all of the lights and the TV on. It's a pretty creepy house.
One of my good friends Cory was really good friends with Seth in high school. One night Seth called Cory up hysterical. He tells Cory that his parents were out, that weird things were going on in his house (lights flickering, sound of steps, doors opening and closing, etc.) and that him and his older brother are freaking out. Seth was sitting at his bedroom window on the second floor waiting for his parents to come home when all he suddenly screamed bloody murder over the phone to Cory. He told Cory that what appeared to be an old woman walked from the front of his house to the end of the driveway and was staring up into his window. It was late at night, and she was slightly illuminated (Seth lived on a really dark road). All of a sudden the woman started walking back towards the house. At this point Seth and his brother bolted downstairs and out the back door. The ran to the side of the house, got in the older brother's car and got out of there as fast as they could. The next morning everyone learned that Seth and his brother were in a severe car accident right down the road from their house.
Seth was in a coma, but his older brother only suffered a few broken bones. At the hospital Cory asked Seth's brother to finish the story. Apparently as they were speeding away they looked into the rear view mirror of the car and the woman was in the backseat. The brother then lost control of the car causing it to flip. Seth made it out of the coma after a month, but he was never the same. This story happened about 8 years ago. Last I heard Seth is homeless in Philadelphia.
I asked Cory to recount the story to me a few months ago, but he flat out refuses to talk about it anymore. He's still so shook and confused about what happened that night. I always thought this story was just a rumor until I became good friends with Cory. To this day I sometimes question if the story is just a figment of my imagination or something I had a dream about that's seeped into my memory, then my friend will bring up the story about his one time in the house and the other story. I still have a hard time believing it.
During high school there was a kid in the grade below me named Seth. I wasn't friends with him personally, but I knew people that were good friends with him. The town we live in was settled in the late 1600s, and his house is one of the oldest houses still standing. My best friend told me a story about how he went to a party there one night and Seth told him he could take any room upstairs and sleep in it. My friend made it up the staircase, looked down an extremely long, dark hallway, immediately felt scared out of his mind, and decided to sleep downstairs with all of the lights and the TV on. It's a pretty creepy house.
One of my good friends Cory was really good friends with Seth in high school. One night Seth called Cory up hysterical. He tells Cory that his parents were out, that weird things were going on in his house (lights flickering, sound of steps, doors opening and closing, etc.) and that him and his older brother are freaking out. Seth was sitting at his bedroom window on the second floor waiting for his parents to come home when all he suddenly screamed bloody murder over the phone to Cory. He told Cory that what appeared to be an old woman walked from the front of his house to the end of the driveway and was staring up into his window. It was late at night, and she was slightly illuminated (Seth lived on a really dark road). All of a sudden the woman started walking back towards the house. At this point Seth and his brother bolted downstairs and out the back door. The ran to the side of the house, got in the older brother's car and got out of there as fast as they could. The next morning everyone learned that Seth and his brother were in a severe car accident right down the road from their house.
Seth was in a coma, but his older brother only suffered a few broken bones. At the hospital Cory asked Seth's brother to finish the story. Apparently as they were speeding away they looked into the rear view mirror of the car and the woman was in the backseat. The brother then lost control of the car causing it to flip. Seth made it out of the coma after a month, but he was never the same. This story happened about 8 years ago. Last I heard Seth is homeless in Philadelphia.
I asked Cory to recount the story to me a few months ago, but he flat out refuses to talk about it anymore. He's still so shook and confused about what happened that night. I always thought this story was just a rumor until I became good friends with Cory. To this day I sometimes question if the story is just a figment of my imagination or something I had a dream about that's seeped into my memory, then my friend will bring up the story about his one time in the house and the other story. I still have a hard time believing it.
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