Tell me some short but scary ghost stories.

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One year, a mountaineering club went hiking and a couple with good feelings were together. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain to attack the peak, the weather suddenly turned bad, but they still insisted on going up the mountain. So they left women to guard the camp, but three days passed and they didn't come back. The woman is a little worried and thinks it may be the weather. On the seventh day, everyone came back, except her boyfriend. They came back in time seven days ago, thinking that he might come back for her. So everyone formed a circle and put her in the middle. Almost twelve o'clock, her boyfriend suddenly appeared, covered in blood, grabbed her and ran out. His girlfriend screamed and struggled with fear, and then her boyfriend told her ... there was a mountain accident on the first day of the attack on the summit! All the people are dead, but he is still alive. ........

Who do you trust? The second story

Why so many people?

One day, a friend who got off work went back to the dormitory at night and pressed the elevator on the first floor. He wants to go to the sixth floor. Fortunately, the elevator suddenly stopped ... he walked in and there was no one inside. When he walked in, the elevator was immediately closed ... Up ... Up ... Up ... On the fourth floor, the elevator suddenly opened. There are two people hanging around outside.

*! How so many people!

The third story

Nobody robbed me.

There is a boy who wants to go home by bus at night, but because it is too late, he can't wait at the station, so he is not sure whether there is a car ... he doesn't want to walk. Because his home is far away and remote, he had to wait for the last bus ... just when he thought there should be no car, he suddenly saw a bus in the distance ... He was happy to stop it. As soon as he got on the bus, he found the last bus very strange. It is reasonable to say that the last bus is not crowded, because the route is remote, but this bus is full ... there is only one empty seat, and no one on the bus whispers ... He feels a little strange, but he still walks to the only empty seat and sits down. There is a woman sitting next to an empty seat. As soon as he sat down, the woman whispered to him, "You shouldn't take this bus." He felt very strange. The woman went on to say, "This car is not for the living ..." "As soon as you got on the bus, they arrested you as a scapegoat." He was afraid, but he didn't know what to do. As a result, the woman said to him, "Never mind, I can help you out." So she dragged him to open the window, and she jumped when they jumped. He also heard people in the "car" shouting "Let him go away" ... When he stood firm, he found them standing on a desolate hillside. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked the woman. The woman smiled strangely: "Now, no one robbed me ..." The fourth story.

Dream lover

Ning always has the same dream recently. In the dream, a man said to her, "Come, come to me, I'll wait for you …" Finally, I couldn't help it, so I asked him, "Who are you? How can I find you? " The man said, "Meet me at the entrance platform of xx Park at noon tomorrow 12. I have a mole here." The man pointed his finger at his chin. After waking up, he hurried to find a friend and told her everything. The friend promised to accompany her. At noon 1 1: 55, they waited at the appointed place, but no one came. It's hot, it's hot. I'll buy two ice creams across the street, and you wait for me here. "Say that finish, ning walked across the street. At this moment, a car rushed over and screamed ... My friend ran over and saw Ning, already lying in a pool of blood. When I opened the car door to take Ning to the hospital, I found that it was a hearse with a man in a glass coffin and a mole on his chin ... My friend suddenly looked at himself.

mobile phone

Xiao likes to put his mobile phone on the desk by the window in the office. In the sun, metal looks lifelike and fascinating. Today is Christmas Eve. At noon, Xiao received many messages of blessing. He read one by one, answered one from time to time, and then put his mobile phone on the table by the window as usual. He began to get busy. The voice of the mobile phone rang again, his mouth curved and he shook his head helplessly. Colleagues in the office can't help joking with him. What was that again? He picked up his mobile phone and saw that the night after tomorrow was 10.

"What a mess!" Colleagues leaned in. This is not a message of blessing. "Maybe the boring people are joking." Xiaosuo smiled and continued to write his file. At noon the next day, he received another message, which was actually related to the previous one. "Tomorrow night 10" Xiao Suo is getting impatient. He pulled back according to that number to see who was fooling him. Hello. The number you dialed does not exist ... no way, he confirmed the number of the information number again, but it still does not exist. Maybe there was an error when sending the message, and I didn't think deeply, so I decided to ignore this message. On the third day, at the same time, the SMS sounded as usual, and Xiao Suo was a little annoyed. Open the message. Oh, my God. "Tonight is 10. Xiaosuo decided to go home from work early today, but the department manager just announced that the customer called and the negotiation time was changed to tomorrow morning, so the copy he was in charge of must be completed tonight, so it seems that he has to work overtime. Of course, a few short messages won't affect his work. Besides, the boss attaches great importance to this project, and Xiao Suo, the right-hand man in the planning department, is also involved. The best way is to finish the work before 10. After 7 o'clock, the companies in the building have been off work one after another, and the office building is quiet. Xiao asked for a lunch, ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry and buried himself in his work. At half past eight, all his colleagues left, and he was the only one. Desperate for anything, he struggled desperately in front of the computer until the voice of the mobile phone rang again. It was a short message! He felt a chill in his heart. Looking back, fortunately, it was not 10, but 9 o'clock. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned on his mobile phone. " "There will be an hour, it is the strange number! Oh, my God, who is it? Xiao Suo couldn't help thinking of everyone around him. No clue. Forget it. Better leave early. Just turn off your cell phone. Xiao Suo finally finished copying. He left the hellish building in a hurry, lit a cigarette, calmed down and crossed a road. When he walked to the center, his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was a scream. Oh, my God! Isn't it already turned off? Xiao Suo paused and immediately stopped to look for the damn mobile phone. The night sky flashed with sharp brakes, and the mobile phone with metal appearance drew a circle in the air and landed in a pool of blood. Once stopped at 10 forever.

Ps: The text message from a strange number may be a reminder message! Hey hey. ....

The sixth story

When I was in the country, I came home from work at midnight.

On the roadside, I saw a girl with a ponytail squatting on the wall crying. I went up to her and asked her why she was crying. Did someone bully you? She replied that there was a car accident at home, and then told her not to be too sad and sent her home. She said no, because you would be afraid to see her. You said nothing. Get up quickly. I'll take you home. Then she stood up and turned to face you. What you see is still a ponytail. . . The seventh story

lavatory

In addition to our company, there are other companies on the floor where we work, all of which are small departments with only one bathroom on the first floor. At the end of the corridor, there are only two roads in the bathroom, with the sink in front and the mirror at the door. Usually, we are very busy at work. We almost ran to the bathroom, and it was the same day. I rushed into the bathroom. There is an unlocked door, and I can see that there is already a person inside. That man doesn't know him. So he chose the one next to him. By the time he came out, there was already a girl with long hair washing her hands in the sink. It's the girl from the company next door. We have met many times in the corridor, but we are half acquaintances. She washed and opened the door of the next room and went in, huh? That grid belongs to someone else! Don't just see squatting inside ... I didn't think much, so I hurried out. After a while, it was the bathroom again, and I saw that woman for the second time. It was an elderly woman, wearing a black cotton-padded coat, with a sallow face and a swollen face. When I first entered, I saw her still squatting in the lattice of the window. When you saw me, you showed a strange expression. Ah! I rushed out with a scream and bumped into the girl next door ... What happened to you? She asked ... a ... a ghost! I can't breathe, come on! She also turned pale with fear. Don't go to the lattice on the window! I told her nervously that I was too lazy to nag everyone. I'm never going to that grid again. I'd rather go to the public toilet downstairs, but even so, I saw her for the third time! Not the bathroom, the balcony. She stumbled in the crowd and no one noticed her. I forgot the image of a lady and rushed into the office shouting. What happened? The manager put me on the balcony like a tiger. Where is it? Is she still here? So blatant? Am I the only one who can see her? She ... I pointed to the black cotton-padded clothes ... her? She? She is the cleaner of this building! Recently, the building requires not only cleaning at night, but also cleaning in the morning, so you haven't seen her before. I think you are crazy! The manager left me bitterly and walked back quickly. I'm dizzy! It turned out to be a false alarm, which made me run several streets every day! Finally, I can go to the toilet with confidence and feel revenge. I just went in and met the girl next door. She smiled at me and went out. The bathroom door faces the mirror. I adjusted my clothes when I came out. I suddenly remembered that funny misunderstanding, so I wanted to tell her and turned to call her. Oh, my God! What do I see? In the huge mirror, I only saw me, but she turned to look at me. There was nothing in the mirror! I finally understand that it was a misunderstanding! That cleaner did squat in that room all the time that day, and the girl was able to go in because of her. She is the real ghost!

Ps: Don't trust any strangers, including people you often see. Maybe that's it. . .

The eighth story

The old woman in the toilet

Many schools are mostly behind mass graves or execution grounds, so there are many rumors of KB between teachers and students ... A primary school in Kaohsiung is a model with a long history of running a school. There is a row of toilets at the back of the campus, which are not used by teachers and students in other grades except the children in Grade One and Grade Two ... It is always filled with a gloomy atmosphere. And the third toilet has been locked. One afternoon, a senior three boy was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and every toilet was occupied. He couldn't help it, so he opened the door of the third room ... Strange to say, he can't open the door at ordinary times, but today, how ... Anyway, let's solve it quickly ... Just when he was relieved and wanted to shout loudly, he suddenly felt a cold feeling under him ... Oh, my God. A thin hand sticks out from below. He let out a cry, took a knife out of his pocket and scratched it on the strange hand. He rushed out immediately. From then on, he never dared to step into the toilet again. After a long time, this matter gradually faded from the minds of senior three students. One day, he and three or five friends were playing basketball in the basketball court near the row of toilets, and a ball in the opposite direction turned around and flew into the toilet. He told him to get the ball back quickly. He grunted and went straight into the toilet. He saw an old woman coming out of the toilet with a ball. He walked quickly to the old woman to get the ball back ... how strange! The old woman's face never lifted, but the knife marks on the back of her hand caught his attention. He asked, "old woman, why are there knife marks on the back of your hand?" I saw the old woman slowly raise her head, stare at him with wide eyes and say, "You cut it, don't you remember?" He ran towards him with his teeth bared. He fainted with a loud cry. It is said that the senior classmate was so surprised that he became a little demented, and the row of toilets was about to be demolished.

The ninth story

hand

Do you like chicken feet? After hearing this story, if you dare to eat again, I'll get it for you. A Fang is the owner of a food stall. His business was not very good before, but since he got the guidance of experts, his business has suddenly flourished. Especially the chicken feet with soy sauce, he supplied 10 servings of oxazole every day, and no one came. This makes me a diner. Sometimes I am late, so I don't. It's no fun telling anyone. Besides, he has a strange question. 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 called a chicken claw, but he skillfully cut a piece from that hand. He chopped it up quickly, then put it in the pot and added materials ... Soon, a plate of chicken feet was delicious and A Fang brought it out. 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. ...

The tenth story

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A couple always quarrel at ordinary times. Once they quarrel again, the husband killed his wife in a rage and buried her body in the backyard. After a few days, the man felt very strange. Why don't children ask themselves at all when they haven't seen their mother these days? So one day he asked the child, "Hehe, mom is not at home these days. Why don't you worry? " The child replied: "I feel so strange. Why have you been carrying your mother behind your back these days? "

These ten stories have been circulating for a long time ... It is said that those who read the post but didn't repost it will receive a "gift". ....

At 1 1 half past ten that night, someone read this post on the internet and many people forwarded it. Some people say KB, others say KB.

It's not KB at all, wrote another person named twelve o'clock windowsill. Fortunately, you all reposted it.

Son, everyone who read this post but didn't turn it will receive a very special gift, but there is no gift in the reply.

What is it? He didn't write how to give it to him. He suddenly remembered that someone was joking, so he didn't turn over the post.

The bed fell asleep,

Maybe it was too hot. He lay in bed for a while and couldn't sleep. At this moment, a bell rang outside the railway station building, and he wanted to answer it.

It was already twelve o'clock, but he immediately realized that something was wrong. His home is far from the railway station. He has never lived so long.

I heard the bell ring. So he quickly got up, put on slippers and leaned against the windowsill to listen carefully. . . . . .

The next morning, there were many people on the road, and people who were idle at home and didn't go to work were talking about last night.

There was an inexplicable jump in this building. The body was carried away early in the morning and the original place was exposed to the sun.

Left a deep black mark, like the cross of China.