After a few days, the man thought it was strange why the kids hadn't seen their mom in the past few days but didn't ask themselves at all.
So one day he asked the child, "Your mom hasn't been home for the past few days, why aren't you anxious at all?"
The child replied, "I think it's so strange, why do you keep carrying your mom on your back these days, dad?"
The woman who jumped rope at the corner of the stairs
A man's family lived on the sixth floor, there was no elevator, and every day when he came home from work, he always had to climb the stairs one by one.
One day when he climbed to the fourth floor, the man suddenly saw the corner of the stairs at the small place there is a woman with long hair and waist jumping rope. The man felt strange, how could someone jump rope on the stairs on a hot day? So he approached and tried to ask the woman why she was jumping rope here.
The woman turned slightly sideways, revealing half of her face, her skin was fair and translucent, her eyes were clear and beautiful, the man couldn't help but be mesmerized. Only the woman every jump mouth count: "98, 98, 98 ......" man feels more strange, how to jump rope only count a number ah?
So the man opened his mouth and asked: "Miss, how do you jump rope here ah?"
The woman said, "Come a little closer and I'll tell you."
So the man came a little closer and asked, "Miss, why are you jumping rope for only one count?"
The woman said again, "Come up here a little more and I'll tell you."
The man unknowingly walked closer and closer until he was leaning against the woman. The woman suddenly stopped jumping rope and turned her face to glare at the man. The man screamed as it turned out that the other half of the woman's face had no skin, only bloody muscle tissue. With a sinister smile, the woman pushed the shrieking man down the stairs, where he promptly fell to his death, his shattered body surprisingly evaporating like water.
Then the woman proceeded to turn around and start jumping rope, counting, "99, 99, 99......"
Bodies Hidden in the Walls
Hu lived in a suite, and his family lived on the sixth floor. He told me that he was only in his first year of high school at that time, he started to have the habit of going to school night study at that time, he always felt that someone was looking at him every time he passed by the third floor at night, and there were even times when he felt that the back of his head was ice-cold, as if there was an extremely ice-cold hand caressing him. He took it as an illusion at the time, and that's how it went for a year.
Second year of high school when Hu brought his girlfriend home to play, at the end of the time he sent his girlfriend home through the third floor, his girlfriend suddenly hugged him and said he was afraid, Hu smiled and said how, his girlfriend said I'm afraid of the lantern (New Year's red lanterns), said that the spooky. Hu laughed and said there is nothing to be afraid of, he also looked there, the results also stayed, he was afraid of the lantern is not the lantern but the face on the wall behind the lantern! A face made of ceramic, moving! Smiling! His girlfriend felt Hu trembling, so she laughed and scolded, "You're still talking about me! What about yourself?" Hu said, "Did you notice that face on the wall? Her girlfriend said, "You're scaring me again, I'm not going to look!"
Part II
Mom's Not Home(2)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
When Hu's building was demolished in his senior year, he found a skeleton in the wall on the third floor, and later found out that it seemed to be a civilian worker killed in a fight, and the perpetrators "hid" his body in the wall. "in the wall. After this matter was discovered, the original people living in this building only together that, after the third floor of the time really are very inexplicably afraid of even have the feeling of being touched.
There is a good smell of salted meat in the hallway
I cooked, there is your favorite seaweed and eggdrop soup, I tilted my head and looked at you, you sleep so sweet. Don't you want to eat? Then I'll feed you later, like you used to do when you were sick. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
I ran out of perfume because you smelled so bad. I'm worried the next door neighbors will smell it.
I'm actually the best for you, you know. Why do you still want to be with other men?
The tie that was on your desk that day wasn't mine. You can't even figure it out yourself anymore. Right?
My tears came out a little bit, but you asked me why. And said it was surprising that a man could cry.
New Year's Eve, we hugged each other, who were you calling when the bell rang? I knew there had to be a deep male voice over there. I pretended to be deep in sleep. Not daring to hear it.
I waited for you for a long time, I always thought you would always come back. After three years of waiting, you're still not mine.
So I had to say break up, I can see that you are also a little reluctant to give up, but wait until you agreed, but I regret.
Later, when I was in the kitchen, I heard you tenderly talking to someone on the phone. After some hesitation, I put the Valium in your glass. A little bit.
You said you were tired and I said then we'd sleep together and you nodded. I undressed myself and you and held you close. Your body heat came from the small of your back.
You fell asleep and I looked at you, your eyelashes were slightly upward. Mouth slightly open. I stick my tongue in. It felt so happy.
Then I brought the silk scarf, the light brown one, I bought for you. I wrap it around your neck. And then pressed myself into you.
You've been asleep for over a week now, and I've watched over you every day. Helping you get rid of the flies and holding you in my arms at night. Last night, I slowly caressed you, kissed your body, everywhere. But you didn't move a muscle.
When I went out to buy groceries today, the man across the street asked me if I was making salted meat, saying that all their houses smelled good salted meat. I lol'd.
Come on, I fed you soup, why are your eyes watering yellow? I stuck my tongue in your mouth and you grinned.
You're finally just mine.
Does the soup taste good? I'll put a little less salt in next time, okay?
The Stairway to Hell
Anyone who has been to my house knows that I live in a very normal upstairs building.
My family lives on the fourth floor.
I have been living in this building for more than ten years now, and it was built with high-quality cement produced by our factory, which, combined with its earthquake-resistant structure, is designed to withstand earthquakes of magnitude 6 or 7. There are three families on each floor of the building, with doors corresponding to east, west and north, and my family lives in the center, which is the one whose door opens to the north. The staircase of this building is also the usual kind, between each floor is composed of two sections of folding stairs, from my house to the first floor of the total **** there are six sections of stairs.
Part II
Mom's not home(3)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
I've been living in this building for more than ten years, except for going out to school, business trips and other **** four or five years, the rest of the time are living at home, going up and down the stairs at least four times a day, so it can be said that the staircase is already extremely familiar with the eyes can be closed to go up and down the stairs with ease.
The first accident was on a summer night, yes, last summer.
Last summer was not as hot as this year.
That night, a friend asked me to go to his house to play video games, so I went out at 8:00 PM. Keep that time in mind.
I went out as easily as I usually do.
It was cloudy that night, so it was dark, and it's usually pretty bright at 8:00 PM when the weather is nice.
I went downstairs briskly.
After walking down two floors, I realized that it was very dark down there because the streetlights on the first floor were mounted so low that a taller person could reach out and touch them, so some people with no sense of public decency often unscrewed the bulbs and took them back to their own homes, so that the first floor was often dark.
I cursed and continued down the hall.
After another floor, it got darker and darker around me, but I was surprised.
Because I hadn't made it to the exit of the first floor, there were actually stairs below!
But the surprise was fleeting. As I already said above, I was too familiar with the stairs, and sometimes people tend to become fuzzy in their awareness of things they are very familiar with; if you don't believe me, you write your name dozens of times in one breath, and later on you yourself will wonder if you made a typo.
So I continued to move downward with ease.
But after going down another floor, what awaited me ...... was still stairs.
At this point, I still didn't realize the severity of the problem, and just cursed lowly, "What the hell!" And continued down again.
But my mood was tense.
For, in one breath, I descended another dozen floors, but there were still stairs below.
I stopped, feeling a little chill inside.
It was impossible, I knew very well that I had lived in this building for more than ten years, and that this building only had a maximum of five floors, and there was no basement, and even if I went down from the highest five floors, there were only eight flights of stairs. But now, I've already gone down a dozen floors, and I still can't see the exit. This can't be said to be an extremely strange thing, although I'm not a very timid person, but I really feel a bit scared.
I slowly made my way down the stairs, going down two more levels, and still no bottom.
The light around me was extremely dim, and I could only make out a rough outline.
Originally I wasn't scared at all, even if the whole building was pitch black, I wouldn't have been scared, what reason would there be to be scared of a building that was so familiar?
But now it was different, this was no longer a place I was familiar with, the whole thing was full of mysterious and horrible colors.
In an instant, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
The first thought that flashed into my mind was that I was dreaming, a nightmare!
That was an easy thought to accept, since it was a dream, everything was unimportant.
But I was wide awake, it was never a dream, never!
It wasn't until this moment that I thought to take a closer look!
At the beginning, as I said, there were three families on each floor of our building, and since they were all the same, I hadn't thought to take a closer look in the dimness.
Part 2
Mom's Not Home(4)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
I descended the stairs with trepidation and headed for the door in the center.......
The light was really dim, and I could only vaguely see the outlines of the door and windows.
Bit by bit I inched forward, ready to spill.
On each door, there is a sign labeled with the number of the house, my house number is "402", the upstairs people's number is "502", the downstairs rooms in order is "302 " "202" "102", so as long as you read the sign, you can know what floor you are on.
Because it was so dark, even though the sign wasn't very small, it was still hard to see, and it took me a while to finally see -14-2!!!!
This was surprisingly the -14th floor!
My scalp went numb and I opened my mouth to scream, just then my eyes went black and then I knew nothing.
I was awakened by a noise; it was my next door neighbor returning from his midday shift.
In that moment, my mind was blank.
I then realized that I was standing in front of my own house.
I pulled out my keys, unlocked the door and went inside, then turned on the lights and took a Coke out of the fridge and drank it all in one go before walking into my room.
Just as I entered, the phone rang. I casually grabbed the receiver, and the call was from the friend who said he had been waiting for me at home for four hours and hadn't seen me come over, and asked why I had missed my appointment.
I stammered a few words and hung up.
I remember going out, but then what happened?
I lay in bed for a while, trying to sleep, but I couldn't.
There was a "bam" in the distance, someone must have bumped into something while carrying their bike up the stairs, nowadays there are often a lot of things piled up on the corners of the stairs so it's inconvenient to carry things up the stairs - the stairs? I jumped in shock!
Stairs!
The dark stairs!
There was no end to them, as if they were stairs to hell!
I remembered clearly what had happened until I read the sign and then the sudden blackout, followed by the realization that I was standing in front of my own house, and I grabbed my watch and looked at it, 12:30.
I had left the house at 8:00 and it was now 12:30, but I could have sworn that I had spent less than ten minutes in that dark staircase, so for the rest of the four hours or so, where had I been! ?
Throughout the night, I stayed awake and just kept my eyes open and staring at the ceiling, and although I did think about checking in the stairs again, I just didn't have the courage.
I fell asleep without realizing it when it was almost dawn, but soon all kinds of noises woke me up. I looked at my watch and it was time to go to work.
On my way out the door, I couldn't help but hesitate, the events of last night were still haunting me.
Luckily, my coworker upstairs happened to be going to work as well, so I said hello to him and went downstairs with him.
I counted silently, "3" "2" "1"!
I was surprised how happy and close I felt when I saw the familiar first-floor exit as I usually do!
That horrible thing last night was probably just a hallucination on my part, or just a nightmare.
Part 2
Mom's Not Home(5)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
In the next few hours, everything went back to normal. Going to work, leaving work, I was again going up and down this staircase at least four times a day, and my fear of stairs slowly disappeared without a trace.
I really never expected to encounter that night again.
It was a night six months later when a group of friends were having a party. I left the house at 8:00 p.m., and because I was in a good mood, I ran down the stairs a few steps at a time, but when I went down three floors in a row and encountered that familiar dimness, my heart thumped, and my steps slowed down immediately.
Because it wasn't the first time, I was scared, but no longer as terrified as I was last time.
The first thing I did was look at the door sign in the center, "1-2", which was normal.
But what had been an exit disappeared, and the dimly lit staircase stretched on.
I gritted my teeth, determined to discover the secret, so I headed down the stairs.
From the first floor down, it was a strange kind of dimness, where nothing seemed real, and I had to take a closer look at the door sign on each floor.
"-1-2" "-2-2"
"-3-2" "-4-2 "......
Slowly, I made my way back to the same door where I lost consciousness last time.
"-14-2", nice, still the same sign.
I looked down the stairs, I couldn't see anything but shadows, the stairs still seemed to be circling down as if there wasn't an end to them.
I continued down again, "-15" "-16" "-17", and when I reached the seventeenth floor, I couldn't help but stop.
The stairs still didn't end, and the reason I stopped was ridiculous, because the old saying, "Eighteen layers of hell" came to mind!
This strange staircase, did it lead to hell!
I hesitated for a while before deciding to keep going down, one of the reasons that prompted me to make this decision was because in those three doors, they were all dead, no light, no sound, nothing, and I really didn't dare to stay for a while longer, on the contrary, I felt safer on the stairs.
There was nothing strange about the "-18" level, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but where exactly did this staircase lead?
I continued on, and after a few more floors, my courage disappeared little by little, as the staircase still circled down, and still didn't end.
While I was hesitating, I suddenly heard a scream.
To say it was a scream was actually my feeling, for the sound was faint and inaudible.
The sound came from further down.
After that, I heard another scream.
What little courage I had left disappeared completely, and I ran for my life, scrambling up the stairs, not stopping until I was out of breath.
It was still dim all around.
I took a closer look at the sign as I gasped for breath, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"-14-2", I was on the -14th floor again.
The voices below were no longer audible, and I calmed down a little.
I gently reached out and touched the door.
My hand touched the door, but it felt cool and slippery.
Part 2
Mom's Not Home(6)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
This was a big surprise to me.
At the same time, however, I vaguely saw a dark shadow flashing inside the house, and then there was a slight "click" sound from the door, as if something was opening the door, trying to open it and come out.
I screamed, no longer dare to stay, desperately running up, but I was too panicked, my foot tripped on the steps, fell, and then I do not know anything ......
I was again awakened by the sound of the neighbor's middle school class, and I still find myself standing in front of my house, and my mind is still a blank.
I opened the door and went inside, the phone was ringing urgently, grabbed the phone and it was the gang of partying friends calling, questioning me about why I had missed my appointment and saying that no one had answered the phone during the four hours I had been calling me constantly.
What could I say? Should I tell them I was exploring a mysterious staircase and ended up fainting from the shock?
I made up a random excuse and hung up.
It was only after I hung up that I felt a little uncomfortable in my hands, I opened them and realized that they were covered in moss.
I knew where it had gotten there, of course, it had stuck to it when I reached for the door.
But whose door would be covered in moss? Unless that door has never been opened, or no one has ever lived inside it.
If anything, the first time I thought it was a hallucination, but this time I can be sure it wasn't, because hallucinations don't make moss stick to my hands.
In the days that followed, I went to the library and looked through various books to find similar accounts, but came up with nothing.
I wrote letters under pseudonyms to newspapers and well-known scientific figures, but they all went unanswered.
I also spoke to a close friend about it.
One day I asked him, "What would you think if one day you came out of your house only to find that the staircase never ended, and you went down one floor at a time but could never find the exit?"
He became giddy and asked me, "What horror movie is this?"
I sighed and said, "What if it happened in reality?"
He laughed out loud.
I don't blame him, because before that, if someone had asked me that, I probably would have reacted the same way he did.
A staircase with no end, not even in a horror movie.
But this hellish staircase changed my life forever.
I think about it all the time, and I always wonder what the hell is going on. What the hell could be behind those mossy doors? Where exactly did that staircase that kept circling down lead? What was that scream from hell?
I used to make a lot of assumptions, such as that it is really a staircase to hell, the end of the staircase is the entrance to hell; or that it is a mysterious four-dimensional space, because of the dislocation of space and time, resulting in the continuation of the staircase is infinite; or it is that there is something wrong with my mind.
But there was no answer to all the visions.
I began to curse the hellish staircase, for it disturbed my life, and even in my dreams I would stand on that hellish staircase.
So I began to look forward to encountering that staircase again, no matter what, I needed to know the answer.
Part 2
Mom's Not Home(7)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
From the last two times, it happened between 8:00pm and 12:30pm, so I went out once a day at 8:00pm but every time it was a disappointment, I never encountered that staircase, that hellish staircase again.
But I will persevere and believe that one day I will encounter it again.
No matter what, I will keep walking down the staircase, even if it really does end in hell, and I will knock on that moss-covered door, even if it really is the devil that lives inside.
I don't want to live like this anymore, I don't want this damn staircase to haunt my life anymore.
It's been a hot summer this year, it's cloudy again today, and it's now 8:00 p.m.
I shut down my computer, walked over to the door and stood in front of it for a moment, opened the door and walked out.
It was the same familiar staircase, but when I got to the first floor, would I see the familiar exit, or the staircase that circled down with no end in sight?
I went down the steps ......
Dressed as a ghost at night
Lin Shi was a very pretty girl, with white skin, big eyes, and hair that fluttered in the wind. Everyone loved her. Of course Lin shi knew she was beautiful since she was a little girl, when her grandmother was around she used to show Lin shi an exquisite mirror, saying she was beautiful, then when her grandmother died, the mirror was left to Lin shi. Then it became Lin Shi's treasure, she had to take a picture of it two or three times a day.
Lindsay grew up and was always the most popular girl in her class. Then a very cute girl was transferred to her class, which upset Lin Shi for a long time, from then on Lin Shi's mind was spent on dressing up, and the girl also intentionally or unintentionally compared to her, Lin Shi's grades fell, her temper got worse and worse, and she had to take the mirror out and look at herself almost every hour. Lin Shi saw the stars on TV are so dazzling, feel that they should be that way, so she put the daily lunch money are saved up to buy cosmetics, dinner is not eaten, said to lose weight, one meter six people reduced to eighty-odd pounds, as if a skeleton. The family is anxious to see in the eyes, but every time she said she always protested with hunger strike, so the family did not dare to say anything more for fear that she would not even eat breakfast. In the past two days Lin Shi went to bed very late every day, alone in the house not knowing what to do.
This day, Lin Shi's cousin stayed over and slept in the same room as Lin Shi. The cousin saw Lin Shi sleeping and went to sleep herself, but she couldn't sleep so she lay on the bed and thought about her mind, when suddenly she saw Lin Shi sitting up, and through the moonlight she saw her slowly taking out something and drawing it on her face. Sister opened her eyes to look at her sister's makeup, very strange, red eye shadow, red eyebrows, red lips, but the face is horribly white, after the makeup Lin Shi took the mirror and began to comb her hair, but the hair fell down one by one and handful by handful. My sister eventually screamed out in fear, Lin Shi turned her head and looked at her cousin, hehehe smiled and said: "See, my hair is falling out, what should I do? You're the older sister, so help me."
"What what?" Cousin was too scared to speak at this point, and Lin Shi laughed strangely again, "I've been using black cat hair to attach it to my head, but it still doesn't look good. Sister, give me yours." After saying that, she apparated over, and the only sound heard in the dark room was a scream from her sister.
Part 2
Mom is not at home(8)
Author : Wang Xiaoying
Everyone woke up from their sleep and came to Lin Shi's room, and saw her cousin grasping her hair so hard that the floor was covered with hairs that had been scratched off, and her sister, who had a face full of blood, saw her family members coming, and suddenly laughed and smiled, and said, "I'll give my hair to my younger sister, and you guys can see how beautiful she is. But the bed Lin Shi lying there motionless, people went over to see, Lin Shi has long been dead, thin face made up with red makeup, hair because of the lack of nutrients are falling out, sparse, holding a mirror given to her by her grandmother.
It turned out that Lin Shi looked in the mirror every night to dress up. The old people had a legend that those who wore make-up and dress up at night were ghosts. Lin Shi was sent to the hospital, and the doctor said that the girl had been dead for two or three days. Everyone did not know how Lin Shi died, only later often heard the cousin alone at night to others, "Do not make up at night, do not dress up, ghosts only make up at night."
Who is the ghost?
Small red and small blue is a pair of inseparable good friends, small red is a timid girl, but small blue is a sky is not afraid of the girl.
One night, Xiaohong's mom and dad are traveling out of town, Xiaohong alone at home, this is the first time since moving to a new home to spend the night at home by themselves, and outside the heavy rain! "So scary ah ...... "The more Xiaohong thought about it, the more scared she was. "No, I have to call Xiaolan to come over to accompany me!" So she picked up the phone and dialed Xiaolan's home number: "Xiaolan? I'm Xiaohong, can you come to my house tonight to spend the night with me? My parents are away on a business trip and not at home, I'm so scared to be alone!" Saying this, she was on the verge of crying out. Little Blue first hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, no problem, just wait for me, I'll be there in a while!" Putting down the phone Xiaohong immediately felt much more relaxed, thinking that in a while Xiaolan will come to accompany her, the heart is really happy, then all the delicious snacks in the house to find out, just sitting on the sofa while watching TV and waiting for Xiaolan.
Time flies, "Hey, it's been more than 20 minutes, how come Blu hasn't arrived yet?" Blu's home was only about 10 minutes away from Red's, "By all rights it should be here!" Little Red thought a little anxiously. "Let's wait a little longer, maybe she rides slowly." Little Red comforted herself. Almost 20 minutes had passed and Blu still hadn't come, Xiao Hong was getting nervous again, the joy she had just felt had been drowned out by the new fear brought on by the 40 minutes or so of waiting. "What's going on?" Xiao Hong really did not dare to think, it couldn't be that something had happened to Blu! Gosh, what to do? "Right, I should call her house again and ask if she's already gone out." She picked up the telephone receiver and was about to dial the number when suddenly, "Dang, dang, dang", there was a knock on the door! Such a coincidence! The knock on the door startled Xiao Hong who was about to make a call, "It must be Blu!"
Sure enough, upon opening the door, Blu, drenched in rain, came in. "Gosh, what took you so long? I was worried sick and nervous!" Red looked at Blu, she looked a real mess. "Blu, I'm so sorry, it's all because of me that you got caught in the rain, quickly let me dry you off." Before long, the two of them were talking and laughing, watching TV, eating snacks, and chatting from time to time about what happened at school today. Xiao Hong, who was so nervous and scared that she was fidgeting just a moment ago, seemed to be a completely different person, so happy, so happy! "This rain is really heavy, Blu, you've been here for half an hour and it still hasn't stopped ah, just now I was really worried about you!" "Ding bell ......" "Hey, how come someone is still calling at this late hour?" Their happy conversation was interrupted. "It must be mom, she wants to know if I'm playful and not studying, hee hee ......" said picking up the phone receiver, pouting, "Hey, which one ah... ... "But, this time, she did not guess right, the phone is not mom called, look at her expression to know. She stared at her eyes, opened her mouth wide, her face was pale and the whole person stayed there ......