Who knows short ghost stories?

A doctor and nurse took the elevator from the fifth floor to the first floor after giving first aid to the patients on the fifth floor, but the elevator did not stop when passing the first floor. B 1/B2/B3/ The elevator finally stopped at the third floor. The elevator door opened slowly, and a cold air came head-on. A girl appeared in front of her and wanted to come in and take the elevator. The doctor turned pale with fear and quickly closed the elevator door. The nurse asked the doctor why the girl was not allowed in. The doctor was frightened and said, "didn't you see the girl with a red belt on her hand?" The third floor underground is the mortuary of the hospital, and each corpse will tie a red belt on his hand to say goodbye.

The doctor kept panting. . . . . Keep breathing. . . . .

The nurse slowly reached out her hand to the doctor: "Is it such a red belt? . . . "

Spiritual yin and yang

I went to Yantai E Middle School in high school. Yantai is a small place and looks far away on the map. Actually, it won't take more than fifteen minutes by bike.

Later, I transferred to this school, and my former home was in other places. After coming, like most middle school students, I met a group of like-minded people. We play football together, eat together, and whoever has a birthday, we also go to whose house or eat and drink together.

One day, it seemed like a holiday. We celebrated his birthday at a friend's house, and his mother was away. At least I haven't seen it. His family belongs to the richer kind. At that time, there were relatively new entertainment equipment such as stereo and karaoke. We shared cakes, took a lot of photos and scrambled to sing. In short, the atmosphere is quite good.

Suddenly, the host stood up and said that someone was knocking at the door with a serious expression, but everyone else firmly believed that there was no such thing. Although it was a mess at that time, if his doorbell rang, it was impossible not to hear it. Everyone laughed at him, but he insisted on opening the door.

He will be back soon. As long as I live, I will never forget that sentence. I've heard of people turning pale with fear, but I've never seen them. This time, his face appeared pale. He dare not look at anyone. His eyes are not so much avoiding us as avoiding a supernatural force in the air. Asked him, he said nothing, just shook his head and said nothing.

Later that day, due to his melancholy, his interest was dull.

On the way home, someone accompanied me. She told a story about him.

"His mother is in poor health and has money at home, so his mother never goes to work. One day, when he was at school, he suddenly wanted to go home and say that he was in a bad mood. So he went home during the break.

"I said, Yantai is a small place, and he will be back before the next class. In fact, he talked to his mother at home and came back on time. However, when he went downstairs, he met two people, a man and a woman. They asked him, do you know XXX? They just asked his mother's name, and he said, at home, that's my mother. what can I do for you? Two people said they were colleagues and came to pick her up. We lived in that building, No.202, and pointed at it. He was in a hurry to get back to school, so he let two guests go upstairs and left in a hurry.

"When he got to school, he suddenly realized a problem. At that time, 202 was by no means an ordinary number. In Beijing and other places, many people know that it is synonymous with the morgue. But he still doesn't care.

"When he came home at noon, his father was at home and his mother was at home. He died of a heart problem. "

"The place where the body was later stored, the hospital, was the direction pointed by the two people who came to pick her up at that time."

Hearing this, I felt a little chilly, so I linked this with the knocking at the door just now. I couldn't wait to call him when I got home, and I was relieved until I heard his voice.

He didn't come to school the next day. He was killed by a car on the road.

No one knows what he saw when he knocked at the door. Maybe it's a call from another world? There will never be an answer.

The most surprising thing is that it's not over yet,

A week later, another of us dreamed of him. In the dream, the man who had left us asked him to play football with him and agreed to wear a pair of sports shoes. Boys in high school know that everyone's smelly shoes are piled together and don't want to wash them. Whoever gets it is his. The day after this dream, he almost fell from a very high place on the physical education class. If the teacher hadn't acted quickly, his neck would have been broken.

Later, he found himself wearing his dream shoes.

He came home and told his mother the whole process. His mother was frightened and finally decided to burn the troublesome sneakers and burn a new pair.

I haven't heard from him since. His father went to the south to do business, and his family disappeared from my life one by one.

This building is haunted.

Because of this unlucky word, some buildings have no fourth floor. When I was a child, I lived on the fifth floor of that building. Once I came home from school and was taking the elevator, the elevator suddenly stopped at the third floor to the fourth floor, and then the elevator slowly opened. I looked out of the elevator, saw the words on the fourth floor, and immediately closed the elevator. When I got home, I told my mother that I was mistaken, but I clearly saw the one on the fourth floor. The next day, the whole elevator was out of power, so I took the stairs to go home. After the third floor, I continued to walk, but it was actually the fourth floor upstairs. Did I really walk to the fourth floor? I opened the smoke door on the fourth floor and saw a female corpse hanging on the water pipe. . .

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Do you like chicken feet? After listening to this story, if you dare to eat again, I will be convinced.

A Fang is the owner of a food stall. His business was not very good before, but since he got the guidance of an expert, his business has flourished at once. Especially chicken feet sauce, he only serves ten servings of oxazole every day, and no one comes. This is a painful experience for me as a diner. Sometimes I am late, so I can't sleep that day, just for that bowl of chicken feet. His kitchen is covered with black cloth. Nobody knows how he cooks. The strangest thing is that I have never seen him buy anyone's chicken feet, and he doesn't have a chicken. How did he get his raw materials?

I couldn't help it that day, so I quietly hid on his roof and opened a corner of the roof tile, thinking that I would do it myself when I learned it. I saw it through the crack, which I will never forget. I see a hand. That's a human hand. It is still attached to a person's body, but it is not complete. This man is still alive. I saw his face twisted, but I couldn't call it out. His whole body is only skin and bones. It was grayish yellow, mixed with a trace of blood, still shaking. At this time, someone outside shouted for a chicken claw, only to see Arabia skillfully cut a piece from that hand. He chopped it up quickly, then put it in the pot and added the ingredients ... Soon, a plate of chicken feet was delicious and Arabia served it. Then I found him smiling in my direction. "Boom!" I was so scared that I fell from it and fell into the kitchen in Albania. ....

Midnight last bus series

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It was my first time to take the last bus at midnight, and the overtime was too long. I came home late and didn't have a car. I waited a long time for the last bus. There are many people on the bus, probably to catch the last bus, so I have to stand by and watch the pull ring. I saw a hand from the crowd.

It was an incredibly white hand, thin, tender and beautiful. I can't help but wonder what kind of beauty the owner of this hand will be. Gradually, people began to walk down, and I gradually saw her long hair, that is, long blonde hair. At first glance, it is the exclusive hairstyle of beauty. Then, I saw her figure again, which was irregular and standard. I can't help dreaming. The wind blew in from the outside, so I had to close my eyes and keep them open for a long time. At this moment, I found a strange thing. Why did she stand by the window, but her hair was not messed up by the wind at all? There are fewer and fewer people, and her whole body is exposed. What do I see? Oh, my God, her feet are empty, and her whole body is hanging in the air, only her body is swaying with the wind. .....

Ahhh ... I screamed ... everyone in the car was looking at me. They must have missed it. The woman heard the voice and turned to me. Her face was pale and there was no blood at all ... I kept screaming, and the woman smiled sadly and disappeared outside the car door. .....