Sunday, August 7, 2011

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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Black Eyed Kids

Strange sightings of what appear to be children nearing the pre-teen age. Witness accounts have claimed that when encountered, the BEK will ask to be let in their house/ vehicle, claiming that they need to use the telephone or get a ride somewhere. Witnesses feel a sense of dread upon these encounters. They look like normal children except for their black eyes. 
 Reportedly, all BEK encounters occur in the late afternoon, evening, or dusk. However despite numerous accounts, it is difficult to find which stories are genuine. For most cases, a person who encounters a BEK will not give into their demands to be let in their house or their car. No credible account of a person who let one in can be found.
 BEK's need to be invited in. Like many other supernatural creatures such as vampires, this is to hypothesis that BEK's may be a form of demon.
 If you happen to be the unfortunate chap who encounters a BEK, my suggestion is- to run.... No not really. See what it wants. Don't be rude. Geesh.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Think this is creepy?


Locked jaw syndrome you jerk

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

'Not' a ghost apparition

The story goes that at the time of this picture, a man had for some reason dived headfirst onto the table. What you see here is him falling head first. Well not much of a story :(

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Monday, July 25, 2011

More famous one

Taken in 1966 for the elegance of the spiral stairwell. Upon development of the photo this figure was seen grasping onto the rail. It has been confirmed by Kodak that this photo was not tampered with and is completely genuine.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

those footsteps you heard outside..

(incidentally, how would he put a t-shirt on?)

Saturday, July 23, 2011

one of those 'wtf' creepies

"Mom," said the little girl, rubbing her eyes and standing in the doorway to her mother's room.

"Mom, the Easter Bunny is eating my candy," she said.

"Nonsense, baby," the woman replied. "The Easter Bunny gives out candy, he doesn't eat it..."

The woman lightly shook her covers and continued to speak, halfway into her pillow and halfway to her daughter, "Go back to sleep, baby..."

"But, mom," the girl said. "The Easter Bunny is eating candy!" She now spoke in a more serious tone, almost as if she were going to cry.

Her mother sat up and opened her arms. "Baby, I just told you. The Easter Bunny doesn't eat candy, he hands it out to little children. Besides, it's not even Easter yet. Go back to sleep," she said in her kindest voice.

"Okay, mom," the child sighed as she turned to walk out the room.

The woman smiled and thought, 'Crazy kid with her lively imagination,' and went back to sleep on a whim.
Out in the hallway, the little girl stood for a while staring at the Easter Bunny eating her candy. She then sighed.

"Mommy said I should go back to bed."

The Easter Bunny smiled. "Good idea, child. Turn around and don't look back."

He flicked a shiny metal pendant at the child. She picked it up and cried as she saw what it was: it was a dog tag and it read 'Candy.'

Friday, July 22, 2011

And this..

Is why i don't like mirrors

Wednesday, July 20, 2011