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Allegedly True Scary Stories List:

1. We Never Saw Them by Mr. R. 0:31
2. The Ritual by Anon 4:47
3. Stalker of a Teacher by Calthrow 12:21
4. Don’t Lock Him In by Kate 16:29
5. Following the Sunset by Indy 23:10
6. Close Call by Anon 27:26
7. The Stalker Kid by Jannet B. 32:52
8. Depression by Gary 36:34
9. Across the Hall by Mathis Mathematics 39:24
10. The Previous Teacher by Kaelynn K. 42:30

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Following the Sunset

I am a teacher’s aide and student at college on a small island of a family of islands in the tropics. It was summer break, which meant no work and no school for some time. This was my time to do me and unwind big time. On a good day at work I needed a lot of energy to run around, play with and teach the children. On a bad day at work I needed a lot of energy to run around, play with, teach the children and calm multiple screaming tantrums or little fights.

College is just papers, presentations and tests non stop, so summer break is my time for peace and tranquility. Consequently, one of the things I like to do is watch the sun rise or set over the sea.

On this particular day I decided to follow the sunset on the cliffs at the most western point of the island. As always, I went alone.

The seaside cliff is a beautiful place, where the waves make continous music against the rocks, sometimes gentle, sometimes wild, but all beautiful.

I breathed in the salt air and began to follow the sun as it made its retreat. I was careful, because even though this was a tranquil place it could also be dangerous. The sea constantly ate away at the rocks which created many holes that a person can fall through into the deep. Cracks were everywhere and one had to respect the fact that the ground beneath you could give way at any time.

Again my confidence on walking this cliff was built up over many short walks and fishing trips I made, so this time I went further than I had ever traveled before.

I walked for as long as I can see the sun in the sky, only stopping when there was no more open cliff to walk, and I was to the edge of the thick, darkening tree line. There was only a gentle breeze, and being the whimsical person I can be in these situations, I began to sing … thinking I was alone.

As I sang I heard a branch break in the tree line, but I thought nothing of it, it is nature after all. I began to sing again letting the view take in when I heard not only a branch but some leaves crunching. I turned around.

This was the first time that I realized that altough there was still some light in the sky, I could see nothing beyond the first two rows of trees in the tree line. It was really dark there. I got the sense that I should go, but it was still so beautiful, I was stupified… because I decided to finish the song I felt inside of me…

I kid you not… stupified…

I did finish my song when I heard the crunching of leaves again, this time closer. I turned around scanning the tree line, but I could see nothing. Sighing I turned to leaves when suddenly I heard many branches breaking and heavy hurried steps like running towards me, so I ran.

In the fading light on the errroded cliff side I ran. I ran fast and hard, jumping over the holes to the deep, staying close to the tree line in spite of my persuer because it was the only sure ground on the erroding cliffs. I cannot recall when I kicked off my slippers, but I had them in hand, running in the wind all the way to my car. Thank God I was a former high school athlete.

I wasted no time getting in my car. I didn’t fumble my keys. I got in, locked my doors and sped to the most populated, well lit, high traffic gas station in that area. It was only then, when I knew I was safe, that I sat in my car, and pulled out over ten fairly deep, and slightly painful splinters from each foot… I never went to the cliffs alone again.

Don’t lock him in

Just the other day I was watching one of your videos and heard you mention that you were looking for teacher stories. I’m not a teacher, but I am a teaching assistant and work for a private school.

I have a lot of creepy stories and had always thought about submitting a story or two.

Neither my co-worker or I have ever told anyone about what happened at our work last year so I figured this would be as good a story as any to submit. Hope this is the kind of story you’re looking for.

This story takes place almost a year ago exactly.

I work at a private school in California. I’m a teaching assistant and work for our after school care program. My co-worker, who I’ll call M, and I have always thought our work was haunted. Well, I always knew it was, she thought it might be. Doors would open and close on their own, we’d hear voices and footsteps, toys would be left in strange places after we’d put them away for the day, we’d see things out of the corner of our eyes.

You name it, it happened. It also didn’t help that we were always the last people on campus, if anything, it just upped the creepy factor. While all these occurrences were definitely unsettling, this story was one of the most disturbing.

Like I said earlier, we’re pretty sure it’s haunted and decided to go around the building with holy water, incense while praying and telling whatever spirits were there that they needed to leave. Thinking this worked we went home.

The next day M and I were working with pre-k. In our pre-k building there’s a loft, I’ll link a picture of it, M was sitting at the table right in front of the loft when one of our pre-k kids came and sat on her lap.

She had her head an M’s shoulder and told M “there’s a little boy up there.”

M looked up at the loft and saw that no one was in the loft, she called the little girl silly for trying to trick her saying “There’s nobody there.” But the little girl, let’s call her A, was adamant sitting up and saying, “He’s right there! But you can’t see him because he’s hiding from you.”

Needless to say M was creeped out, but told A, “Well he can come down here and play when he’s ready.” A said okay and laid her head back on M’s shoulder.

A minute or two go by when A’s heads whips up and exclaimed, “But don’t lock him in there, he doesn’t want to be locked in there.” Now M is thoroughly freaked out, and tells me what happened with A.

In doing so I make a horrifying realization, while going through the building with holy water the night before I hadn’t used the holy water in the loft.

We had already locked it up for the night and hadn’t thought to unlock it. Now here’s were we feel into that horror movie cliche. We had bought a Ouija board the previous Halloween but had never used, it had just sat in its box in the back of my car for almost a year. So like dumbasses, we decided to use the board.

We knew using the board at the school was a terrible idea so we drove down the street to the marina.

We start using the board and ask if someone is there.

A spirit comes through saying its name is Daniel, and that he’s a young boy. Daniel tells us that, including himself, there are three spirits in our particular building. A female spirit named Maria, and a bad spirit. While M believed the board I was rather skeptical. I’ve been able to feel when spirits are around me ever since I was little.

I had only ever felt one spirit in that building and I knew it was bad news.

But I kept that information to myself. So “Daniel” tells us that he and Maria are afraid of the other spirit and that it is very mad at me for trying to make it leave saying it wants to hurt me. Daniel also continuously gave us the number five along with a string of other numbers. We closed the session so we could try to figure out what those numbers meant.

I had the thought, what if it’s a phone number? Turns out I was right. Three of our co-workers have the same first four numbers of their phone numbers. For example it was like (***)123-4***. We then returned to the board and asked if something was going to happen to our three co-workers. The board said yes. We asked if someone meant them harm, again it said yes. Not much happened after that, we closed the session and went home.

Upon returning to work the next day I went up to A and asked about the boy in the loft. I asked if she knew his name or what he looked like.

At first she was hesitant but responded with, “His name is Daniel and he has dark hair, dark eyes and grey skin.” I asked if she meant pale skin and she said no, got up and brought me a grey marker and said “grey, like the marker.”

Needless to say M was freaked out and walked out of the room. I then asked A if there was anyone else there that liked to hid from us like Daniel does, she told me no all the while looking around the room as if she’s making sure “Daniel” isn’t near by. I asked if she was sure and she said yes, she also told me that Daniel scares her.

That he’s not very nice, that he yelled at her for telling us about him. It cemented what M believed and I already knew, the pre-k building was definitely haunted. It also meant I was right, “Daniel” wasn’t who he said he was.

A few weeks go by, M and I have all but forgotten about the board giving us our co-workers numbers. Mostly because we’d been so busy with work and life. That is until the three of them went on a trip with two of their friends.

The group of five traveled to the Route 91 Harvest Festival in Las Vegas.

They were in the middle of the worst mass shooting in U.S. history.

They survived and were unharmed. It didn’t take long for M and I to put all the pieces together. The shooting took place exactly five weeks after we used the Ouija board. Leading up to the shooting almost all of the activity had died down.

As soon as our co-workers returned, so did the activity.

Only now it seemed more intense, and happened more frequently. To the point were students were starting to see and hear things all the time. So I went through the building again. Only this time I didn’t use a catholic prayer.

You see while I was born and raised catholic I’d had a falling out with catholicism. As I’d mentioned before, i’d always been able to feel if spirits were around me, something my extremely catholic mother did not like. Feeling ostracized for being different and a variety of other reasons, I found my way to Wicca and have been Wiccan ever since. So this time I went around the building burning sage and a preforming a cleansing ritual.

I also made sure to close and seal the board and any door we may had unintentionally left open. So far it seems to have worked.

Stalker of a teacher

My foster Mother was a an Angel, she loved all her kids Foster kids and her students. So why this happened is beyond me.

When I came to live with her there were only girls in her home 6 of us and they made me feel like this was more then just a foster home it was a family she also tought 2nd grade and always had the problem child in her class every year. but that enough of background.

About a year after I moved in we lived in a two story home with a large yard and an in ground pool, we had a fort in the vary back and a privacy fence with hidden gate back there that open to a main road that not many knew was there I would use this gate when riding in to town on my bike.

We started getting calls at first the basic creeper calls whispered creeper calls all sexual that it go to the point only I or my mother would pick up the calls.

I was a fearless kid that did not like ppl harassing my little sisters I was short and little for my age too. This went on for 6 or more months and a time before caller I.d. and the like tho we did talk to the cops and they did put a trace on the line he did not say on long enough to track him 3 minutes at that time I had a timmer by the phone to track it.

Then it go worse I started to notice a man with sunglasses and always had a hat on watching our house at night and then in our yard but by the time the cops would get there he was gone.

He stated using our names in the calls telling me what we had been doing that day how he like me in my bikini that I only wore when I was by my self or with family. Then the knocking on Windows when I and mom were awake.

For 3 years this went on we would find dead cats in our back yard and a duck we had gotten for Easter was hurt bad when we let him outside to run around the yard wile I was making lunch.

I was livid at that after he healed up we gave him to a friend that had a farm to make sure he was safe. Then one day for reasons unknown he called and talked to me.

He harassed me as normal saying things I will not repeat here but let’s just say he was telling me what he wanted to do to mom me and the other girls before he killed us.

I listened to him for 8 minutes sick to my stomach at this guys depravity, but I had him he was on for more then 3 minutes for once. The call was traced but when they got to the home the Guy or should I say 16 year old kid had shot himself in the head. He was one of mom’s old students and we never found out why he wanted to make her life and ours a living hell

Sorry if this is not as scary as some but to a young teen who had already been tho a lot this was still one of the scary parts of my life.

We never saw them

Not sure if anything will come of this but I’d like to share it anyway.

Two years short of a decade ago, I used to teach at a local high school. During my time there, there was, of course some strange things and people we’ve encountered.

But this one, while maybe not the most extreme, was probably one of the most unsettling. The security at the school was pretty lax, we definitely had security guards and cameras but the guards typically remained at the front of the school, though they did patrol the hallways.

Sufficient to say, the school really needed more people. There’s only so much a camera can do.

On this particular day, it started just as any other and while a good handful of people, myself included, were not happy about being dragged out of bed, everything seemed perfectly normal. Grumpy maybe, but normal.

The first few hours passed, normal.

Lunch came around, and that was perfectly fine too, loud but fine.

In fact, the rest of the day went according to plan to, my coworkers and I didn’t see or hear anything unusual.

Fast forward to the next day, about an hour or so into the day and a video is spread around from the Principal. We turn on our computers, boot up the projectors and watch.

For the next 10 minutes or so, we watch someone filming themselves going around the school. (The doors are locked before and after the students arrive so we’ve assumed another student let them in.) we never see the person’s face, they never speak, just watch as the make their way through the building.

They pass by a few classroom doors, a glimpse of an ongoing class can be seen inside (there are small glass panels on some of the doors), they walk upstairs and then back down, continuing to film, they managed to avoid all of us. They were here for at least a few hours and we never saw them.

I’m not sure about the security cameras, I wasn’t notified of anything regarding that, but to be honest, I worry that some of those cameras were just there for show.

The video ends with them leaving the building.

This video, as we would come to learn, later than evening, was sent to one of the local news stations. We watched it.

For a moment everything’s pretty quiet, I’m wondering if we’re just going to continue on with the day as normal (we obviously understand the severity of the situation but we also don’t want to fuel any fear the students might have.)

But then, that’s when the phone calls start.

Some teachers go back to work, some are on the phone and others are typing up emails, and here and there, students are calling their families.

Their parents.

Security is brought together to have a nice chat, there are many would be explanations to parents, reassurances. A handful of other teachers cancel their classes for the day to help monitor the building, thankfully nothing else happens.

Since then things have changed, things are stricter, security is much more advanced, the guards are stricter and now they’re all around the school and surrounding grounds. That apparent warning about the security of the school was taken seriously.

It could have ended badly if someone let in the wrong person, for awhile there was still some paranoia lingering a little, here and there. But there were no repeats.

Hopefully it’ll stay that way.