I thought it would be fun to have a thread to post Urban Legends or scary/paranormal stories.
I'll start with one I read the other day and thought was pretty good.
My cousin had recently split up with his girlfriend, lots of drama and sadness and emotion flying around. He went off to Ibiza for the summer with the boys, she took herself off walking and wild camping in Austria.
She was away for two weeks and really got her head together, hardly spoke to a soul and enjoyed the solitude. She'd taken her phone for emergencies but barely turned it on, just left it next to her in the tent every night for reassurance.
When she got back home she was going through her emails and messages on her phone, and ended up in the gallery app to have one last look at her photos of my cousin before deleting them for good. The pictures of him should've been the last pics taken, but there were about a dozen dark, grainy ones at the top of the gallery that she couldn't make out, they were too indistinct.
Intrigued, she copied them over to her computer and increased the light level. Her flatmate found her still at her desk hours later, sitting transfixed in front of 14 photos, all from a different night, each showing her fast asleep in her sleeping bag.
I'll start with one I read the other day and thought was pretty good.
My cousin had recently split up with his girlfriend, lots of drama and sadness and emotion flying around. He went off to Ibiza for the summer with the boys, she took herself off walking and wild camping in Austria.
She was away for two weeks and really got her head together, hardly spoke to a soul and enjoyed the solitude. She'd taken her phone for emergencies but barely turned it on, just left it next to her in the tent every night for reassurance.
When she got back home she was going through her emails and messages on her phone, and ended up in the gallery app to have one last look at her photos of my cousin before deleting them for good. The pictures of him should've been the last pics taken, but there were about a dozen dark, grainy ones at the top of the gallery that she couldn't make out, they were too indistinct.
Intrigued, she copied them over to her computer and increased the light level. Her flatmate found her still at her desk hours later, sitting transfixed in front of 14 photos, all from a different night, each showing her fast asleep in her sleeping bag.