They Have DESTROYED Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark!

NOOOOOOO! How could they?

The legendary book known as Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark has terrorized us for decades! I have been inspired and frightened by this book for years, especially by the art of the amazing Stephen Gammell. His art... Oh my, his art is terrifying and beautiful! The ghastly pictures were a masterpiece, but now, the publishers decided to take them out of the book!

io9 reports

The publishers have hired Brett Helquist (another talented artist) to replace the original illustrations. No disrespect to Helquist — but this is an atrocity. We totally understand what the publishers are trying to do here, and appeal to a younger demographic with these images. But if your child couldn't handle Gammell's paintings, they're certainly not going to be able to stomach a short story about a scarecrow who skins a farmer alive and dries out his skin sack trophy on the roof. Gammell's art is an integral part of this collection. The least they could do is release a special art book as a companion. This is just supernatural blasphemy.

Yes, this is blasphemy, see the differences

 This is a sad day!

 

REPOST: My Scary True Story

Many years ago, my friend invited me over to his house for a sleepover. He lived on the opposite side of town where most of the homes had spacious yards and many, many trees.

If I remember correctly, my friend didn't like his house and was scared to be there alone. Usually, his sister was around and always had a friend over on the weekends. That particular night, his parents were out and she spent most of her time in her room.

After a few hours of G.I. Joe videos and stuffing pizza down our throats, my friend and I went to bed. However, I couldn't sleep because his sheets were prickly and it was too warm in his room. So I went over to the window to crack it open for some air.

And that's when I noticed a man staring at the neighbor's house. I only saw the back of him, I couldn't tell if he was bald or if he just had a round head. I stood there watching him until he finally moved. He walked up to the house and start writing on the window. Then, he backed up and turned around. I hid so he couldn't see me, but it was too late, he saw me.

He was bald, and very skinny almost like a skeleton. He stood for several minutes and then, he waved.

I waved back and just like that, he walked away.

The next day I told my friend about what I saw. We went over to the neighbor's house to see what was written on the window... It was a face with a frown on it. My friend told his neighbors and they quickly called the cops.

'Til this day, no one ever found out who did it. I never told the cops or my friend about the stranger waving at me. I thought if I said a word, it wouldn't be real anymore; that moment would cease to exist. But it was more than that. I realized I liked the fear and terror I felt that night. It was a rush, an weird but refreshing rush. For that moment, I interacted with some crazy person and that was very exciting to me.

In fact, that little event help started my love affair with horror and scary things.

As far as I know...He's still out there.

Scary Moments that Freaks Me out

One thing y'all should know about me is I LOVE HORROR!

I have found several scenes that I love and slightly fear... and I want to share them with you.

Salem's Lot-the boy outside the window


The Fury-Blow me Away


The Exorcist III- Always look behind you


Sleepaway Camp-Cross dressing Kills


The Shining-the Twins!!


A Nightmare on Elm Street-What's under the bed


Friday the 13th- Where's Jason?

There he is

When a Stranger Calls- Aren't you glad you have Caller ID?

One of the Most Scariest Villains in Film: Rev. Kane

Love Him

Another Creepy moment from my Childhood

I told y'all about the creepy man drawing faces on windows, now here's another "interesting" tale.
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Due to a fire, we had to live in an apartment complex until our home was remodeled.

I was 11 and it was summertime. I liked the apartment complex because there were a lot kids around. We would go for walks, play kickball or play with our action figures, mostly He-Man.

Within our group, the was one odd kid. He was skinny and very awkward looking. His name was Mo. When we would play with our He-Man toys, he would always say that it was a sin to play with Skeletor and Beast Man, claiming that they were demonic.

I asked him why did he believe that and he said, That's what God told him. We would laugh at him and just continued playing.

One night when we were in the woods, the guys tried to scare the squirrels hidden in the crooks in the trees. While some of the guys used sticks, Moe pulled out a small garbage bag from his pants.

He actually had a garbage bag in his pants.

As we ran around scaring squirrels, Mo lucked out and caught one in his bag. We were impressed, but as soon as he caught it...he beat it to death against a tree with a stick.

We stood there in shock. The squirrel's screams and the bones breaking was truly horrible to hear. No one tried to stop Mo, in fact, we were frighten by him. After he was done, he smiled and said, I just sent him to Heaven.

I will never forget that moment. Mo appeared to be pleased with himself. His face glowed from from the sweat and dust. The bloody bag was ripped and oozing as he held it like a trophy. Seconds later, what was left of the squirrel slowly fell out to the ground. Some of the guys gasped and Mo kept telling us it was fine, the squirrel's in Heaven now.

We didn't hang out with Mo after that incident and I never saw or heard of him after we moved back in our house until...He killed his niece in the early 90s.

I wasn't sure if he was the same person, but folks from the apartment complex confirmed that it was him.

I remember watching the news and seeing his face in paper. He looked totally different from the time I met him. Then it hit me...I witnessed his madness all those years ago. Who would have thought it would have led into the horrible murder of his niece.

Still weird to think about.

One of the reasons why I like Scary Things

Many years ago, my friend invited me over to his house for a sleepover. He lived on the opposite side of town where most of the homes had spacious yards and very nice doghouses.

If I remember, my friend didn't like his house and was scared to be there alone. Usually, his sister was around and always had a friend over on the weekends. That particular night, his parents were out and she spent most of her time in her room.

After a few hours of videos and stuffing pizza down our throats, my friend and I went to bed. However, I couldn't sleep because his sheets were prickly and it was a little hot in his room. So I went over to the window to crack it open for some air.

And that's when I noticed a man staring at the neighbor's house. I only saw the back of him, I couldn't tell if he was bald or if he just had a round head. I stood there watching him until he finally moved. He walked up to the house and start writing on the window. Then, he backed up and turned around. I hid so he couldn't see me, but it was too late, he saw me. I was caught, but I kept watching. He was bald, and very skinny almost like a skeleton. He stood for several minutes and then, he waved.

I waved back and just like that, he walked away.

The next day I told my friend about what I saw. We went over to the neighbor's house to see what was written on the window...it was a face with a frown on it. My friend told his neighbors and they quickly called the cops.

Till this day, no one ever found out who did it. I never told the cops or my friend about the stranger waving at me. I thought if I said a word, it wouldn't be real anymore; that moment would cease to exist. But it was more than that. I realized I liked the fear and terror I felt. It was a rush, an weird but refreshing rush. For that moment, I interacted with some crazy person and that was very exciting to me.

In fact, that little event help started my love affair with horror and scary things. Actually, it's one of the reasons why I like scary things, I just like that story because there is no real ending.

As far as I know...He's still out there.