Horror ghost story

1. Never look at the reflection in the toilet at night, because that's what you look like when you go to the toilet. If it's an old man, it's ok. If it's what you look like now, it means your life ...

2. Never look back when you open the door at night. No matter what happens, such as someone talking or greeting, you must never look back, otherwise ... < p If you see something you shouldn't see in the mirror, don't panic, or it will haunt you, and say to yourself: go, go, go, go, go. Until you can't see that thing.

4: When someone knocks at night, don't open it at once, or you will regret it. Just say to the door, "Come in. 。” If you hear any noise, no matter where it comes from, don't open the door, unless you don't want to live, just say to yourself: Doorman bless, Doorman opens the door, if you are haunted, please watch the door ... < P > 5: If you are awakened by the bell at 12 o'clock at night, don't open your eyes immediately, or you will see something you shouldn't, and you will regret it ... < P >

However, one of the school buses once had an appalling terrorist incident.

One morning, the school bus sped along a highway in the New Territories. An old woman walked out of the road from a tree, and

a truck traveling in the slow lane hit her head-on. The old woman was caught under the car, and her upper body rolled with the front left wheel,

her lower body was dragged, leaving her legs where she was knocked down by the car.

The driver was ignorant of the incident of knocking down the old woman and continued to drive at high speed.

other vehicles ring to stop the truck.

The distance between the old woman's head and feet is more than one kilometer.

The police blocked the scene and collected the old woman's residual limbs. The rotten head had no eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and

the internal organs were scattered on the road and roadside;

A rag on the wheel was wrapped in bits and pieces of viscera and limbs, and bones were sticking out of the rag, and something was beating inside.

The jade bracelet on the old woman's right hand is missing.

When the old woman was hit, the school bus was just in the express line next to the van.

when the old woman was involved in the bottom of the car, her right hand was broken and flew off, and she bounced to the next express line and got stuck somewhere at the bottom of the school bus.

but the school bus driver is unaware of it.

the school bus takes students back to the school parking lot as usual.

school bus drivers have to wait in the parking lot for half an hour before they can get a job.

so he squatted aside to smoke and read the newspaper. At this time, although the sun is getting white,

when a daydreaming student looks out of the window at the parking lot,

unexpectedly, he sees an old woman covered in blood wandering around the school bus.

his lips trembled with fear, and he raised his hand: "ah ~ ah ~ ah ~" for more than a dozen times, but he couldn't pronounce the word "Sir".

The teacher finally understood what he said and went to the window to look at the parking lot. He was also shocked.

Sure enough, there was an old woman wandering around the parking lot bloody, as if looking for something.

But he will pretend as if nothing has happened, turn to his classmates and say, "You are dreaming again. Others study by themselves first.

At this time, the driver of the school bus stood up and stretched out to get ready to drive.

He opened the door of the school bus and got into the driver's seat. He hasn't driven yet.

The teacher ran from the classroom to the parking lot and stopped him.

When the teacher told the story, the school bus driver smiled and said, "Sir Huang, you must be dizzy or hallucinating.

They walked around the school bus twice and couldn't see the old woman.

finally, the school bus left.

The driver of the school bus sped along the highway as usual.

suddenly, the driver saw an old woman with broken limbs standing at the rear of the car from the rearview mirror.

her head rolled next to the driver.

in desperation, the driver stopped the car. The old woman's head suddenly disappeared without a trace.

the driver trembled with fear and his hair stood on end. In shock,

an old woman with a tattered head suddenly appeared in front of the windshield.

the school bus driver was scared to pee. Resign from your company immediately the next day.

One afternoon, after school, students walked to the parking lot and boarded the school bus.

The school bus driver counts the number of students.

Suddenly, the students found an old woman sitting on the bus.

The troubled student patted the old woman and asked, "This is for students, Grandma, why are you sitting here?"

the old woman suddenly became bloody, and the bones and internal organs fell from her body.

The students all jumped out of the car in fright.

Some girls were so scared that they just cried.

Because the driver of the school bus turned his back to the scene, he only heard people shouting, but when he turned around, he couldn't see anything.

so I ignored it.

That's how haunted events go away.

School parking lots and school buses are often haunted, and even in broad daylight, people still bump into ghosts.

At noon one day, a group of boys went to play near the parking lot and saw something like a ball on the ground.

So they kicked it around.

After kicking for a while, a boy caught the thing that kicked at him with his bare hands.

He felt that it was slippery, and he held it in his hand to see it clearly.

Only then did he find that it was a head that was so rotten that his hair, eyes, ears, nose and mouth fell off. Because the meat and mud were mixed together, it looked like a rotten ball from a distance.

The man's head suddenly opened his mouth, which scared the boy out.

two weeks after the incident, the dead throat of the school bus broke down, so it entered the garage for maintenance.

When the garage worker checked, he found a rotten broken hand under the car, and immediately called the police.

After investigating the incident, the police confirmed that it was an accident, so they returned the jade bracelet to the relatives of the deceased.

The son of the deceased said that the old woman had ordered the jade bracelet in her hand to be buried with her, but the broken hand and jade bracelet could not be found at that time.

I have to buy a similar jade bracelet as a funerary object.

As the body was buried long ago, it was impossible to put the old woman's beloved jade bracelet in the coffin.

Although the haunting of the school parking lot and the school bus has subsided,

From time to time, the old woman is still seen lingering in the school parking lot, which seems a bit unwilling.

[Zhou Dedong's Works] Horror Fiction

This dream is not a dream

There is a man who, like me, specializes in writing horror stories, and my talent is not as good as his. He and I are both from the Northeast, from Heilongjiang Province, from Yi 'an County, and from the peerless town. He and I are even neighbors (three houses apart).

His name is Peng Pengle. He works in a cultural center in the city.

Most people think that Pumbaa was influenced by me, but in fact he was wrong. He was the first person to write a horror story, and his rejection was a sack. A newspaper once came all the way to interview him. At that time, when I was unemployed in my hometown, I began to imitate him and write horror stories.

interestingly, Peng Pengle, who writes horror stories, is very timid. He only dares to write during the day and goes to bed early at night. In the morning, he opened the window to let in enough sunshine, and then turned on the computer to type. His computer desk crosses a corner of the room and forms a triangle with two walls. When he writes, his body shrinks in that triangle and leans against the two walls. His computer is placed very low, that is, the whole house is in his eyes. While he was typing, the thief looked around.

nevertheless, he writes horror stories.

this is a hobby.

People who often write horror stories will encounter related oddities sooner or later. Listen to me slowly.

One day, Peng Pengle had a terrible dream, which was very long. At last, he was so frightened that he struggled to wake up, broke out in a cold sweat and the quilt was soaked. After waking up, he turned on all the lights, opened his eyes wide and dared not sleep again. Until the world came to light, he suddenly thought, is such a terrible dream a good material? The idea excited him. To this end, in the evening, he specially invited several of his best literary friends to come home for a drink, and then he told everyone this wonderful story idea, scaring everyone to pieces. After that, he specifically told: it is forbidden to spread abroad.

what secrets can be hidden in this world? No.

I've been dealing in horror stories, and I've seen a lot, but his dreams really make me shudder.

He is not the protagonist in his dream event, he is just an audience, or everything in his body doesn't exist, he can't resist, he can't escape, and he only has a pair of eyes to watch. Fortunately, things seem to have nothing to do with him-as long as you see them, how can things have nothing to do with you?

what event?

in the middle of nowhere, there is a lonely hotel. It was raining heavily, and a thin passerby bowed his head and hurried on. He wore a black raincoat and black rain boots, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Occasionally, there was thunder and lightning, but he could only see his mouth. His mouth was very small.

He finally walked into the hotel in the storm.

Pumbaa's heart is pounding.

The hotel is out of power, and candles are lit. No one, in the darkness, only a candle lit in a small window flickered.

After the man came in, he took off his raincoat and put it on his arm. His face was pale and his mouth was really small.

the skinny passerby didn't shout, but looked around. Finally, a person came from the darkness at the end of the corridor. At first, she was just an image, vaguely, and the thin passerby squinted and looked hard. Her face became clearer and clearer, and when she was about to see her clearly, the candle suddenly went out, and the thin passerby was so scared that he dropped his raincoat on the ground.

A voice said, "Don't be afraid, it's a ghost made by the wind. I'll light a lamp for you at once so that you can see me clearly."

The match jumped and lit. When the candle was turned off, Pumbaa took the opportunity to see the face clearly-it was a very old face. The hair on the top of the head is gone and the teeth are incomplete. The candlelight reflected her muddy eyes, and those dehydrated eyes looked numbly at the passerby's face. Thin passers-by bowed their heads, paid for their money, took their keys and looked for a room.

Pumbaa's eyes fluttered with him into the simple and narrow room. The thin passerby folded his raincoat, opened it, folded it again, and opened it again ... He kept doing this puzzling thing, as if it was hard to satisfy himself every time he folded his raincoat.

There is an old clock on the wall. It strikes twelve. It is midnight. As legend has it, something terrible will happen at midnight. The thin passerby stopped folding raincoats. He walked step by step to the shabby square table and pulled open the drawer. "Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep" ... You must think that the scariest thing happened at this moment. No, this man just saw a yellow book and looked it up. The book said: On a rainy night, a thin passerby walked into a wilderness hotel and stayed in a single room. That night, thunder and lightning thundered and it was dark all around. He was a little scared and couldn't sleep. When the old clock on the wall struck twelve, he opened the drawer of the writing desk and saw a yellow book! ......

Pumbaa's heart is about to jump out of his throat, and he feels suffocated like being caught by his throat.

The book goes on to say: The book says: One night, a passerby with a wide chin walked into a hotel. There is no family in this place, and it is very remote. Only this hotel stands by the road. The passer-by with a wide chin met an old man in the registration room. Her hair was almost gone, and there were only a few teeth left. She looked weird and took the customer's money and gave him a key. Passers-by with wide chins lived in a single room. It was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He felt so gloomy that he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning. When the old clock on the wall struck twelve, he opened the drawer of the writing desk and saw a yellow book! ......

The book says: A burly man was traveling at night, and it was getting dark. He saw a house in the wilderness, which turned out to be a hotel. Although it was very shabby, the burly man was really tired and went in. When he entered the hotel, an enthusiastic woman received him, and without looking at his ID card, she took a cheap room and gave him a key. This burly man has a lot of courage, but after he entered the room, he never felt something was wrong. He sat on the bed and didn't lie down. Later, the old clock on the wall struck twelve, and he suddenly set his eyes on the drawer of the writing desk. He somehow felt that something was wrong. He walked slowly over and opened the drawer, only to see a yellow book ...

Pumbaa's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he felt like being strangled by someone.

The book goes on to say: The book says: One night, a passerby with a wide chin walked into a hotel. There is no family in this place, and it is very remote. Only this hotel stands by the road. The passer-by with a wide chin met an old man in the registration room. Her hair was almost gone, and there were only a few teeth left. She looked weird and took the customer's money and gave him a key. Passers-by with wide chins lived in a single room. It was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He felt so gloomy that he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning. When the old clock on the wall struck twelve, he opened the drawer of the writing desk and saw a yellow book! ......

The book says: A burly man was traveling at night, and it was getting dark. He saw a house in the wilderness, which turned out to be a hotel. Although it was very shabby, the burly man was really tired and went in. When he entered the hotel, an enthusiastic woman received him, and without looking at his ID card, she took a cheap room and gave him a key. This burly man has a lot of courage, but after he entered the room, he never felt something was wrong. He sat on the bed and didn't lie down. Later, the old clock on the wall struck twelve, and he suddenly looked at the drawer of the writing desk. He somehow felt that something was wrong. He slowly walked over and opened the drawer, and unexpectedly saw a yellow book ...

What was written in the book? The book says: at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, there will be a terrible voice outside your door! .....

What is that horrible sound?

a burly man's hair stands on end! .....

passers-by with wide chins got scared and got into bed! When the thin passerby read this, he slammed the book and looked around in horror!

Peng Pengle almost screamed. He tried to close his eyes and not look at the results, but he couldn't close them. He doesn't know what level of story he has entered. To be honest, I'm a little confused when I write here myself, and I've been trying to figure out the relationship between layers of stories. Occasionally, when I get lost in this story, I am extremely frightened, afraid that I can't get out. )

The man I called a skinny passer-by didn't seem to be afraid. He kept reading: the skinny passer-by looked at it for a long time as if nothing happened. He nervously opened the book again and read: the passer-by with a wide chin slowly poked his head out of the bed after a long time, trying to run out and escape from this mysterious hotel, but he was afraid to open his door. He was afraid that he would only have one minute to endure if he saw that weird old lady again. The more he didn't read the book, the more scared he became. He finally picked it up again. It read: burly passers-by listened, and sure enough,