- The Evil Face Ghost Story
Febuary 6, 2005
It all started on a Saturday morning when me and my friend Desere were talking about Bloody Mary. I didn't really believe in witch craft and I said really but in my head I said impossible but since I thought that there was no such thing about Bloody Mary and all the legends I decided to face the mirror and say Bloody Mary three times with the door locked and lights out when I got to the 3rd saying of Bloody Mary. I saw an ugly face. I was freighted and I screamed. Dessere said WHATTTT? I JUST deeply stared at the face, not to long thou what I saw was a face with long black hair and a hand coming. When I saw the hand I hollered and ran. The hand had black nails. It was freaky scary after I told my friend what I seen. She decided to do it with me so we faced the mirror and said Bloody Mary 3 times the 3rd time. She saw a white cloak in the middle of us. Well I looked deeply in the mirror I saw a bloody face and little soap bubbles coming around it. We screamed and ran out of the bathroom. We were frantic thanks for reading my true one of a kind big time life experience.
Dessere
Riverview, Florida
- Bloody Mary Vs. Noah Superstition
Febuary 12, 2005
One night my parents were out dancing and my sister was at a sleep over, perfect night for me to invite my friends over to spend the night, there were 4 boys and 2 girls, we were telling ghost stories and my friend Aaron told a Bloody Mary story, that got me all wondering, now I really wanted to try that, so I suggested it, we took a vote, Alexa didn't want to try it but she was out-voted any way, so she left the room, now I had a very religious friend named Noah, he had a cross around his neck and carried a little bible around practically everywhere, he said he wasn't going to leave the room screaming because he knew god wouldn't let evil harm him. Yeah we all thought he was very weird, anyway, we looked at the mirror in my room, I found a white candle and lit it. I placed it in front of us, we each chanted "Bloody Mary" 13 times in unison. Suddenly I saw something in the mirror, a horribly scarred face, the image haunts me still, everyone began to scream, except Noah, but I could see the extreme fear in his face, the lights started flickering, I could hear Alexa shouting "Whats going on?" I ran to the door but it wouldn't open, Noah was shouting his prayer now, it sounded like hail Mary full of grace, even though he knew that the Mary in the prayer and the Mary in the mirror were two different people, it was the only one he could remember at the moment, I could hear a scream of a women, Alexa suddenly bust the door open, she had taken a running start apparently, and fell right on Noah. We all looked at the mirror and there was a long crack right in the spot where we had seen the face. I blew out the candle and we all slept in the family room that night, even though none of us got any sleep.
Matt
Gilbert, Arizona
- Sad Eyes Ghost Story
Febuary 15, 2005
It was late on a Saturday night, and me and my friend Taylor were having a sleepover. We were so bored, because we'd watched every single movie in the house, and my older brother was on the computer, so we decided to tell ghost stories.
The first one was about Bloody Mary, so, naturally, we wanted to try it. We found some old candles and put them in holders in front of my bathroom mirror. Then we lit them, turned out the lights, and began to chant "Bloody Mary".
We said it about 17 times, and then we noticed the mirror was sort of glowing. At first we thought it was just the candles, so we started to say her name again. Then the candle on the left flickered and went out. I thought it was a coincidence. I'm not really a big believer in that kind of stuff. Neither is Taylor. Anyway, after we said her name one more time, the candle on the right went out. I was trying to remain calm, and not freak out, because I thought the reason people went insane in the bathroom was because of fear or whatever.
Then we saw it. It was so blurry, and in the darkness I thought it was my face, or Taylor's. But then we noticed the eyes were starting to glow red. We were so scared. Our instinct should have been to run away, but we were to scared to move. The eyes became clearer and clearer, but we still couldn't see them very well. I don't know what Taylor saw, but I know that the eyes looked sad, or concerned or something. They weren't expressionless, and they weren't angry. But they were scary.
We ran from the bathroom, and as we left, I caught a glimpse of the mirror. It was blank, like normal, reflecting the toilet across from it.
I might have imagined it, but Taylor said she saw the same thing. That is was creepy. But I'll always remember the sad eyes.
