It's simple. Just share a horror about the topic you've been asked then you ask for one and choose the topic.

The Babysitter

A young couple living in a large isolated house had gone out to a dinner party one evening and left the baby-sitter in charge of their two children. The children had been put to bed and the baby-sitter was watching the television when the phone rang. She answered but all she heard was a man laughing hysterically and then a voice saying, "I'm upstairs with the children, you'd better come up." Thinking it was "one of those phone calls" or a practical joke she slammed down the receiver and turned the television sound up. A short time later the phone rang again and, as she picked it up, the unmistakable hysterical laughter came down the line and the voice once again said "I'm upstairs with the children, you'd better come up."

Getting rather frightened she called the operator and was advised they would notify the police and, should he phone again, could she keep him talking in order to give them time to trace the call and have him arrested. Minutes after she replaced the receiver the phone rang again and, when the voice said, "I'm upstairs with the children, you'd better come up," she tried to keep him talking. However, he must have guessed what she was trying to do and he put the phone down.

Only seconds later the phone rang again, this time it was the operator who said, "Get out of the house straight away, the man is on the extension." The baby-sitter put down the phone and just then heard someone coming down the stairs. She fled from the house and ran straight into the arms of the police. They burst into the house and found a man brandishing a large butcher's knife. He had entered the house through an upstairs window, murdered both the children and was just about to do the same to the poor baby-sitter.

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I want a horror story about a killer on the loose.

Charlie Chop-off was an American serial killer active in Manhattan between 1972 and 1974 killing five black children and leaving another for dead. The nickname comes from the genital mutilation inflicted on the male victims. While the case is still considered open, Erno Soto was held as a suspect and confessed to one of the murders, but was considered unfit for trial and sent back to a mental institution.

Based on a true stroy

i want a story about a cannibal.

Armin Meiwes is a German man who achieved international notoriety for killing and eating a voluntary victim whom he had found via the Internet. After Meiwes and the victim jointly attempted to eat the victim's severed penis , Meiwes killed his victim and proceeded to eat a large amount of his flesh. Because of his acts, Meiwes is also known as the Rotenburg Cannibal or Der Metzgermeister (The Master Butcher). His main occupation was working as a computer repair technician.

Also based on a true story

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I want a story about ghosts.

A little boy was on a camping trip with his mom and dad. On the first night he couldn't sleep so he decided to sneak outside the tent. He began to hear police sirens in the distance so he followed the sounds.

He wandered through the woods only to realize he was lost. Eventually he saw a nearby campsite of another family telling ghost stories over an open fire.

The story was that a family won weekend vacation at a log cabin. When driving to the cabin, they got lost and drove aimlessly through the night. The longer they drove, the more they began to panic, only to have a tragic accident with no survivors. The twisted part was that the trip they won was a scam and no cabin even existed, but now the ghosts of the family were said to haunt the woods hoping to fulfill that weekend vacation.

When the story finished, the little boy entered the campsite asking the family if they could help him find his parents. Terrified, the family screamed in fear and quickly ran to their car and drove away.

On another night, a new family was sharing ghost stories around a campfire. This story was about the ghost of a lost little boy that haunted the woods after a family failed to help him find his parents...
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I want a story about aliens.

"Venus" is a song by American recording artist Lady Gaga from her third studio album, Artpop (2013); it appears as the second track on the album. It was written by Gaga, along with Paul "DJ White Shadow" Blair, Hugo Leclercq, Dino Zisis, Nick Monson, and Sun Ra, and produced by Gaga herself. Originally intended as the second single from the album, it was released as the first promotional single from it on October 28, 2013 on iTunes Store, after the positive reception of "Do What U Want", which was planned to be a promotional single only.

The extraterrestrial themes draw comparisons to Katy Perry's "E.T.". John Walker from MTV Buzzworthy noted that "During Gaga's futuristic ballroom emcee moment, where she channels something straight out of Paris Is Burning: 2389, she utters the line 'Uranus!/ Don't you know my ass is famous!?' That's, like, the greatest version of 'Don't You Know Who I Am!?' that we've ever heard."

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Betty And Barney Hill

One night, Betty and Barney Hill were driving home from their vacation in Canada. They saw what they first assumed was a shooting star, until it moved upward. The two of them got out of the car, curiosity overtaking their sense of reason for a moment. While they were looking at the UFO, it suddenly veered right at them. Naturally, the two rushed back to their car and took off, but this wasn’t the end of their experience—they claimed to have lost two hours they cannot account for. They recalled “repressed memories” of an abduction while they were hypnotized, and both claimed that their watches stopped after the incident.

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I want a story about a maniac at large.

Guys, don't let this flop!

I would like a story that could create a very messy and iconic ATRL thread. Also hopefully it makes people want to duct tape their webcams, and still be scared of it.
Such as the one below did.


How well do you know the Internet? Until two weeks ago, I thought I knew it pretty well. After all, I spend a good chunk of my day browsing Reddit and 4chan, and I’m always up-to-date with the latest memes and circle jerks. I’ve been a denizen of the internet since the early days of Fortune City pages and IRC channels, and a regular ever since.
Then, about a year ago, somebody introduced me to the “Shadow Web”—a sort of secret layer of the Internet that you will never find by Googling or looking up message boards. There are no “in links” from the surface web to the shadow web. And no, this isn’t the “deepnet”, in case you were thinking about that. Not some website with gore videos of freak accidents, I’ve seen those. I assure you this is something far more twisted.
I never asked what his name was. He was a regular who came to the gas station where I worked as an attendant last year. Every time he came in, he would buy $20 to $50 of UKASH vouchers, which I assumed were for **** subscriptions. I think it was a combination of his beige polo shirts and receding hairline that gave off the creepy vibe of a pervert.
One day, he asked for $300 of UKASH vouchers, and I made the mistake of raising the question: what for?
“Have you ever heard of the shadow web?” I remember him asking me casually as he counted $300 from a wad of twenty-dollar bills. I hadn’t, so I shook my head. Then he looked through his wallet and withdrew a little slip, one about the size of a credit card. “If you want to find out,” he whispered. He leaned towards me and slid the piece of paper into my chest pocket. I gave him his vouchers, he left, and I never saw him again.
Not long after, I left the job to return to school. It wasn’t until a couple of weeks ago that I came across the old, yellowy uniform with the piece of paper still in the front pocket. When I opened it up and read its content, I immediately recalled my encounter with the creepy customer.
The piece of paper had instructions on how to get to the “gateway” of the shadow web. There were a lot of steps, some more sophisticated than others. Unfortunately, I was both tech-savvy and curious enough to follow them.
The first thing you’ll want to know about this “shadow web” is that you do not want to go there. I’ve seen plenty of ****ed up things on the web, but nothing comes remotely close to the things I saw on the SW. Thinking back, I should have noped the **** out the instant I saw the front page. I don’t know why I hadn’t. Maybe something is wrong with me.
When I got to the “gateway page”, which resembles one of those welcome pages that pops up when you use the free Wi-fi at the airport or at the mall, the first thing I noticed was the word “Corpse****ing”. It was underneath a search field among thirty or so other words which I assumed were the most commonly looked-up things on the SW, things like skinning and mutilation. That should have been my cue to X out.
There were a lot of other things, too, other than sexual content and graphic gore footage. Things like instructions on how to make DIY roadside bombs. Things like a craigslist for cannibals and people who wanted to be eaten by cannibals. Things like a marketplace to buy and sell stolen identities, either individually or in bulk.
I spent almost an hour reading up on leaked war documents and diplomatic cables on a site called avenge.shweb. The website looked very retro, if you know what I mean. The layout had frames and each frame had its own scroll bar. When I found myself clicking on links without thinking twice, I realized I had become comfortable on the shadow web.
Don’t ask me how I came across this next website. Curiosity got the better part of me, and I clicked on things I shouldn’t have. I’ll spare you the actual name of site because I know some of you will make the same mistake that I did thinking it can’t be that bad. It can.
When I got there, I noticed the UKASH logo at the bottom of the page, indicating that paid services were available. It was in fact a live webcam show, but you only paid if you wanted to be the director. Viewing was free. Beneath the live feed of a webcam was the log-in page to a chat room. It prompted me for a screen name when I clicked on the join button, so I entered asdfasdfg like I always do when commenting on ****hub or xvideos.
As soon as I got pass the log-in, a ******* of messages flooded the screen. Most of the messages were in English, a few were in Japanese, and I think some were Arabic or Farsi. The number of participants in the chat room fluctuated between 150-200 people, but that’s only the number of people who bothered entering the chat. I suspect many more were watching anonymously. The majority of legible messages were “STARTTTTT” or “GOGOGO” or something to that effect.
After about a minute, a man with his face hidden behind a hockey mask appeared on the feed. I remember him having dark brown skin and being really skinny. Like, starving Ethiopian skinny. Shortly after that, everyone was set on mute—everyone except for one user by the name of italiangoat who I figured was the “director” of this show.
That’s when the screaming begin

The rest of the story is creepy, NSFW and can be read on http://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comm...accessing_the/