This has been a good year in Cryptozoology.
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This has been a good year in Cryptozoology.
A piglet left deformed by harsh exposure to radiation. Many animals were born this way in the exclusion zone around the Chernobyl plant.
“Have you seen my son?” the woman frantically asked the old lady across the street.
“No, sorry dear” the old woman replied.
“Have you seen my son?” the woman asked the local police officer, more terrified this time
“No, I’m sorry ma’am, but we’ll search right away” the officer responded while taking out his radio, trying not to look at the woman’s sorrowful eyes.
“Please…please tell me my son is in there” asked the woman to a friend of hers, which happens to live right next to her house.
“I’m really sorry Clarice, we haven’t seen him” the mother replied.
The woman searched everywhere, ran through every part of the street, screaming, “Where is my son”.She was crying, pulling her hair out of despair. Her neighbors, out of pity, helped her in her search
“JIMMY, JIMMY! WHERE ARE YOU! PLEASE COME OUT!”
Starting that day, from 10 in the morning til 8 in the evening, the woman would leave her house, looking like trash. She looked like a risen corpse; pale skin, frizzy hair, and her skinnier body. She screamed at every part of the town, “HAVE YOU SEEN MY SON?”
Alas at the second week of her search, everyone must have thought that she’d already gone crazy.
She went to the local police department again…
“Have you seen my son?”
The officer in charge left out a deep sigh, “I’m sorry ma’am”
The mother walked home, looking depressed. But as soon as she closed her front door, a smile painted itself across her face.
With a smirk, the woman whispered to herself.“I guess I hid the body well”
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The Creepy World of Abandoned Asylums
Above is a collection of abandoned asylums dotted all over the globe. Creepy, huh?
Watch a video on some of the asylums X X
The Exorsism of Anneliese Michel
In 1968, at the age of 16, Anneliese Michel began suffering from convulsions. By 1973, Anneliese had developed such a strong psychosis that she would hallucinate while praying and see demon faces throughout the day. She would also rip her clothes off, eat coal, and lick up her own urine. In addition, she became completely intolerant of religious symbols and could not partake of holy water.
Anneliese was admitted to a psychiatric ward to deal with her mental state, however no medicine seemed to work. Anneliese went under 76 exorcisms before dying of starvation upon refusal to eat.
Video and audio during one of the exorsisms: X
Bioluminescent Deep-Sea Siphonophore
The siphonophore appears to be a single large organism, but is actually a colony of individual zooids. These zooids function together as a single unit and some of them can’t survive without the others. This video captured a deep sea siphonophore that is also bioluminescent.
Alice Willis, who was involved in the group murder of Bobby Kent after her release from prison. As you can see, now that she’s older and wiser she’s not as honest about what transpired the night of the murder. The book Bully: A True Story Of High School Revenge by Jim Schutze was written about the case in 1998. In 2001 it was made into a movie directed by Larry Clark.
Bully is my all time favourite book and film. Everybody should check them out if they have not done so already.
On 26 October, 1984, a man called Gunther Stoll was discovered naked in his car, smelling of alcohol. The car was in a ditch and Stoll was severely injured and at first, it appeared as though this was just a traffic accident. Stoll died while onto the way to the hospital. It was discovered during his autopsy that Stoll had been run over before being put back into his car. Another bizarre aspect to the case was that a note was found beside the man which read “YOGTZE” - nobody has been able to discover what this word could possibly mean as it isn’t a legitimate word in any language. It could possibly be an acronym or encryption, but if so, nobody has been able to crack it. Stoll had often spoken to his wife about “them” and how “they” intended to hurt him, and the day before Stoll died, he had declared to his wife: “Now I get it!” before writing down the strange word and leaving the house. The case and the meaning behind the bizarre note still remain a mystery and even to this day, people are still trying to solve it.
I loved the widemouth story !
Thank you! But I only reposted it, the original author can be found here X
Was sagst du zum ouija Brett?(deine Meinung dazu)
What about the ouija board ? ( Your opinion on this )
I don’t believe in ghosts, and I’ve never had an experience with an ouija board so I don’t think much of encounter stories with them in
16-year-old Sylvia Likens was the daughter of two carnival workers. Her parents separated, and her mother, Betty, was incarcerated for shoplifting. As a result, Sylvia and her sister, Jenny, were sent to live with Gertrude Baniszwewski and her family, paying them $20 to take care of the two girls. When the payments were late, Baniszwewski would turn on the girls, particularly Sylvia. She would hit the girls with paddles. Being fragile and asthmatic herself, Baniszwewski recruited her children and neighbourhood children to subject Sylvia to horrendous abuse over the period of three months. This abuse included putting cigarettes out on her skin, burning her with scalding water, beating her, rubbing salt in her wounds, forcing her to eat things which would cause her to vomit and on at least two occasions, she was raped with a Coca-Cola bottle. On one occasion, a neighbourhood boy, Coy Hubbard, used her to practice his judo, which as a result, caused her to become incontinent. Baniszwewski responded to this by forcing her to eat her own faeces as well as her 1-year-old sons. Jenny, Sylvia’s sister attempted to get help and contacted their older sister, Diana, who came to the house yet did nothing to help.
Shortly before her death, Baniszewski took a hot needle and carved “I’m a prostitute and proud of it!” on Sylvia’s stomach. A neighbourhood boy, Richard Hobbs, helped. He also helped 10-year-old Shirley Baniszewski burn the number “3” into her chest with an iron poker. The night before Sylvia died, she attempted to escape the house of horrors. She was caught by Baniszewski who threw her down the stairs into the cellar which had become her home. The next day, on October 26, 1965, Sylvia’s body gave up after the countless beatings, burnings, rapes, and lack of food and water. She died of a brain haemorrhage, shock, and malnutrition. She had suffered unimaginable torment. Her body was covered in wounds, bruises, and burns. In her final moments, she had almost completely severed her lips with her teeth from the beatings.
Gertrude received a life sentence while the younger assailants received petty sentences and were all released and went on to lead normal lives, something Sylvia could never do. Disgustingly enough, Gertrude was released for good behaviour after just a measly fourteen years in prison.
The severed head of Henri Landru on display at the Museum of Death, a French serial killer who was executed by the guillotine after being convicted of murdering 11 women between 1915 and 1919.
The Enfield Horror
Arguably one of the most bizarre and mysterious cryptids accounted for yet, the Enfield horror originated from a sighting back on the eerie night April 25, 1973. Greg Garret was a young boy at the time, having fun in his backyard in Enfield. Everything started out fine, but as the sun went down and the temperature dropped, a mysterious being suddenly attacked. It proceeded to slice up the boy’s tennis shoes to shreds. Greg ran quickly from the beast back to his parent’s house. But for this small attack wasn’t enough for the disgruntled abomination.
It then scurried away towards a house. It first attempted breaking through the door, scratching at it with all its angry force. With no success, it then tried the window mounted air conditioner. At 9:30 pm, Henry McDaniel was told by his children that something was trying to break into the house. Skeptical, believing it to be a stray animal, opened the door. McDaniel described the beast standing before him as having “three legs on it, a short body, two little short arms coming out of its breast area and two pink eyes as big as flashlights. It stood four and a half feet tall and was grayish-colored… it was trying to get into the house!” He quickly backed away and slammed the door shut. The next two things he grabs are a flashlight and pistol. He runs back to the door, opens it, and quickly fires a round into the monster. The horror “hissed like a wildcat” before sprinting approximately 50 feet in just three leaps. The authorities were brought to the scene, and scratches on the door and footprints were recovered. The prints featured six toe pads, and revealed the beast to be a three footed animal. He later sighted the beast on a railroad track.
A man named Rick Rainbow claims to have acquired the roar of the horror, though, sadly, I couldn’t find the audio clip.
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On that Rick Rainbow thing, the guy claims to have heard the creature’s roar, but not recorded it.
Creepypasta #598: Zombies Are Bad
Story length: Short
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Ah, yes.
The media. The Walking Dead, and other shows. Games. Books.
The zombies.
They’re seen as monsters. Flesh-eating, horrible monsters.
One bite and you become one of them too.
When me and my crew worked to create a cure for death, a way to reanimate human beings, we expected the worst.
Fleshy, sick, disease-ridden, barely human, horrible monsters.
But when we finally did it, finally completed the cure,
It didn’t happen.
Billy, our test subject, was alive again. And he was normal. Completely normal. Brain functioning perfectly. Speech on par. Cerebrum and Cerebellum functioning with ease.
To be honest, which one would be worse?
A way to turn dead humans into monsters?
Or one that makes them invincible?
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Credits to: tdogredman
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In 1987, 30-year-old Danny Edwards and 26-year-old Nancy Rish kidnapped Stephen Small and buried him alive in Kankakee, Illinois. Knowing he was a successful businessman and that his family had money they planned on asking for $1 million ransom while he was buried and unable to contact his family. It is not known if their intention was to let Stephen Small die but they had created a box with a breathing tube leading to the exterior which could indicate they didn’t intend to kill him. Unfortunately the tube failed and Small ended up asphyxiating. Both Edwards and Rish were sentenced to life in prison for the kidnapping and death of Stephen Small.