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i am so sorry for not being to posts horror stories or anything related to that these past few days
i got busy with reading manga and watching anime
btw, i was supposed to post horror stories today but i have a fever (which goes up and down, up and down)
my head even hurts right now and i can't drink medicine because i don't know what to drink (my family doesn't know ) but this'll just be gone soon
i also can't post tomorrow and 3-4 days after because i'm going somewhere tomorrow (they have no wifi)
so you'll just have to wait 3-4 more days for me to post stuff again.
again, i'm terrible sorry :(
as an apology, i'll post some horror stories ( i didn't read some i think, i'm not sure )
A young man was traveling alone when the following events took place.
The man planned on driving until he found a town with a hotel he could sleep in, but after taking a wrong turn, he found himself on a dark, lonely path in the middle of the mountains. Unsure of what to do, he resigned himself to sleeping in his car for the night.
As he sat in his car, an older woman who looked to be returning from her work in the fields appeared.
“If you’d like, you can stay at my house for the night,” she suggested when she got closer. “I can have my granddaughter cook dinner for us.”
The man was dead tired. That along with the prospects of a potentially cute granddaughter helped his decision in accepting the woman’s offer.
The granddaughter, who appeared to be about his age, was quite beautiful and had an aura of tidiness about her. After dinner as he was getting ready to go to bed, the girl stealthily handed him a note as she passed by him.
“Come to the shed at 11,” the note read. “Make sure you’re alone.”
The man was a little confused, but he wasn’t stupid enough to refuse the invitation of a beautiful woman. When the clock struck 11 o’clock, the man quietly went out to the shed with high expectations.
When he opened the door, he was suddenly surrounded by a sweet, perfume-like scent.
“I’m pretty shy, so could you leave the light off?” the woman said quietly from within.
The man agreed and closed the door behind him. He stepped forward, relying only on the voice in front of him and his fumbling hands to guide him.
When his hands finally reached the woman’s body, he was surprised to find that she was already . This far surpassed what he had originally hoped for, and he quickly took off his own clothes.
Despite the young woman’s reserved behavior at dinner, she was being very enthusiastic; her skin was sticky and moist from their vigorous activities.
He couldn’t see her face, but he was pleased at her physical and vocal reactions. Every time he thought that he was finished, she pulled him closer and everything began again.
“My grandmother will get mad if she catches us,” she said just before the sun came up. “We need to go back to our bedrooms.”
The man agreed and quickly left for his own bed.
Not long after he went back into the house, the older woman came out of her bedroom. He thanked her profusely for her kindness before leaving the family behind.
As he was walking down the street to his car, a farmer approached him.
“You… Aren’t from around here, are you? Did you have a place to spend the night?”
The young man explained that he spent the night with the older woman and her granddaughter.
“Ah, that family,” the older man said thoughtfully. “If I can be completely honest with you, that family has quite a sad story behind it. The woman actually has two granddaughters living with her, but the elder of the two doesn’t show herself often… You see, she has an illness that eats away at her skin. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes, her skin is festering and melting away.”
July 5
Today I had my first home ec class.
Kenchan said ‘This is for girls!’ and teacher got mad.
She said ‘boys need to cook and so to nowadays!’
Our first class was cooking.
One groop made rice.
Another groop made miso soop.
Another groop made curry.
I got to make curry.
I was skard to cut the potatos and the carots with the nife.
'go slowly so you don't cut your fingers' teacher said.
I cut potatos and carots and onyuns. Chop chop chop! I put the curry mix in. And then the curry was done!
I went to the hospital after school. Mommy smiled when I said I cooked curry. I’m sad she isn’t at home. But she said shell go home soon.
That makes me happy.
'You're little sister will come home too!' she said. My sisters name is Tomoyo.
Mommy’s in the hospital because Tomoyo just got here.
'Can I cook curry for Tomoyo?' I asked. Mommy said 'when she's older.'
I want to make lots of curry for Tomoyo.
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July 8
Mommy and Tomoyo came home. Daddy is happy. I said I want to cook curry for everyone.
'It's okay. we don't need curry' daddy said. He didn't let me do anything.
I thought mommy would play with me but she always plays with Tomoyo.
July 10
Uncle Shinsuke and ant Kaori and Grampa and Grama came to my house. Its like new year!
I wanted to play with uncle Shinsuke but he didn’t want to play with me.
I wanted ant Kaori to read me a book but she didn’t want to.
Grama and Grampa didn’t play with me. Everyone wanted to play with Tomoyo.
'Go play in your room' that's what evry one said.
July 12
Ant and uncle and grama and grampa came to my house again sunday. They all played with Tomoyo agen. They didn’t play with me.
'You are just cute enuf to eat!' mommy said to Tomoyo.
'She is isn't she' daddy said.
'She's the cutest' mommy said.
July 18
I got up early and made curry. I cut the vejtabls really good. But the meat was hard. It was soft and skwishy. I didn’t cut it so good.
'Tomoyo! Tomoyo!' mommy looked for Tomoyo. Evryone came after that. The curry boiled a lot.
'Tomoyoooooo!'
She really is cute enuf to eat.
Junichi was in a traffic accident that resulted in him getting whiplash. He took a week off work to recover more quickly.
He was married, but his wife worked full time, so he was alone all day. For the first two days, he found the solitude relaxing, but by the third day he had had enough. He was still in too much pain to go out on his own, though, so he stayed in while waiting to get better.
After lunch one day, he was watching TV when he heard a thudding and what sounded like a child’s cheerful voice. Junichi doubted that the schools had a vacation that day, but he didn’t really mind if they were skipping class.
The next day, he heard two children’s voices from upstairs. Apparently whoever lived above him had two kids.
The apartment complex Junichi lived in was quite large, but the afternoons were uncomfortably quiet, so he could easily hear the children’s voices through the walls. He wasn’t annoyed at them, though. In fact, he found the voices to be a nice break in the boredom and silence that surrounded him.
The next day, he didn’t feel like cooking for himself so he called to have a pizza delivered. When it came 30 minutes later, he was surprised at how much there was. He ate as much as he could but still had leftovers. Normally he’d just save it for his wife, but he thought of the kids upstairs and thought they might like to have it instead.
Before the past few days, Junichi had no idea anyone lived above him. He rang the bell when the got to their door. He could tell somebody was in there, but nobody answered. He rang the bell again and saw a shadow behind the peephole.
“Who is it…?” a soft voice asked from the other side of the door. Junichi explained that he lived downstairs and had some leftovers for the children. The door opened a crack.
Junichi could tell the apartment was very dark inside. Through the 5 centimeter gap, a woman peeked outside showing only half of her face.
“Thank you,” she said coolly, “but I don’t need it.” Her face was shadowed so Junichi couldn’t see her expression very well. He suddenly felt like he went to the wrong apartment, but he asked the woman again to take the pizza anyway.
An uncomfortably warm air wafted out from within the apartment. Junichi smelled something strange.
Finally, under the woman’s face, two children’s faces appeared right on top of each other. The door remained just barely cracked open. Junichi felt the empty eyes of the children staring at him. Their faces and their mother’s all right on top of each other.
“Oh… Fine, we’ll take it.” Junichi put the pizza box into the opening, and from an unnatural angle a hand came out and took it.
“Thank you,” he heard somebody say softly.
Junichi left quickly. Something strange was going on in that apartment. He couldn’t explain why, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something just wasn’t right about the family. The children’s faces appeared whenever he closed his eyes
Their faces…
Junichi felt a shiver run up his spine.
Their faces, their heads, were all on top of each other’s.
He walked even faster. He wanted to get away from them.
The elevator wasn’t coming.
…They were… Right on top of each other…
He pushed the button again and again, but the elevator didn’t make a sound. He walked towards the emergency stairs.
His head throbbed in pain. He felt nauseous.
When he began to push open the heavy door to the stairs, he felt somebody watching him. He turned around and saw not ten meters away from him the faces peeking around the corner at him.
Juts like when their answered the door, he could only see half of their faces. They all had the same empty eyes.
In the chilly hallway, their faces were clearly lit by the overhead lights.
Junichi ran down the stairs as fast as he could, not caring about the brace around his neck. He usually used the stairs rather than the elevator for health reasons anyway and could easily go from the ground floor to the fourth rather quickly. Despite only going down one flight of stairs, though, it felt like it took much longer.
There is no way… they could be stacked like that! What happened to their bodies? And the thing behind them… Was there a hand holding them up and moving the arm I saw?
Junichi called the police from a nearby convenience store. According to the investigation, the bodies of the mother and children were found in the bath tub.
But the heads were missing. They had been sawed off three days before Junichi went upstairs.
Later that day, the husband was named a suspect and was found to be hiding in the building. When he was arrested, he was found to be carrying the heads with him.
The man was not found in their apartment, though. The police searched the building thoroughly and found him hiding in a closet.
A closet in Junichi’s apartment.
This happened about a year ago.
At the time, I was quite busy at work and was rarely in Japan, but I had just come home for the first time in six months. My grandmother and grandfather lived near the port I arrived at, so I brought some souvenirs for them.
“Hey, Granny!” I yelled out as I usually did when I arrived at their house. “It’s hot out, but I hope you haven’t kicked the bucket yet!” I walked inside without waiting for anyone to come to the door.
But my grandmother didn’t reply. Any other time, she’d yell back at me “Hah! I thought you’d be dead by now!” She’d then come to the door to greet me.
But not this time.
Instead I saw my uncle step forward. “Your grandmother… She had a three months ago…”
I quickly ran to the alter room, thinking that it must be some sort of joke. My grandmother’s memorial portrait sat next to my grandfather’s.
I yelled out and began to cry loudly. I loved my grandmother, but I didn’t even know that she had died.
Suddenly, I heard her voice. “Didn’t I tell you to keep on smiling when I died? Yea? So smile, damn it!”
I looked up. Judging by the expressions on my aunt’s and uncle’s faces, they also heard my grandmother’s voice. We all began laughing as the tears streamed down our faces.
Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I could see the photograph of my grandmother grinning.
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