“Scary Stories”
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“Footsteps”
“Are you really sure?”
“We are”.
“OK”.
My brother and I asked granny's permission to have her small bedroom for a night Granny my younger brother Hovnan were to sleep in the other room. So we went to sleep to the bed. Mush philosophized as usual and Hovnan fell asleep very soon. Granny and Hovnan feel asleep too and there remained no light switched on. As for me, I couldn't fall asleep. It was rather cold but I was all in sweat. In spite of this I was getting deeper & deeper under the blanket. Suddenly I remembered of a rather large mirror hanging in front of me on the wall. I remembered of a rather large mirror hanging in front of me on the wall. I remembered my friends telling me of devils appearing in mirrors at night.
I closed my eyes with all my might and hid my head in the pillow. The sudden footsteps in the corridor made me mad: our door opened to the corridor. The footsteps were odd, like those to be found in films with Van Damm starring, like those of a hero getting prepared for the enemy's murder. Surely, this may have been a hallucination but at the moment I could neither think of the hallucination nor of how to open my mouth. Then I heard “Van Damm's” solemn footsteps at our door and pushed Mush strongly, he hit his head to the wall.
“That's the reason they call it a deductive thinking”, he grumbled and continued sleeping. I was trembling and shivering but still I wouldn't give up. I went on asking Mush to wake up. My attempts all failed, so I became silent. I wanted to call granny, but I wanted to be patient at the same time. The footsteps reached the kitchen. I went on being patient but when something fell to the kitchen floor with noise, my patient blew up.
"G-r-a-n-n-y,'' I shouted in a voice that made the walls resound.
No answer came from the next room. I cried again when somebody banged to the door. My mother was the next whom I called:
“M-a-m-m-y”, and this time the rumble of the walls echoed together with the clang of the windows.
After all it was my granny who came in. I am ashamed of what happened next and prefer omitting this part. As to the noise in the kitchen, it was that of refrigerator and nothing else.
The footsteps remained a mystery and they may say a hundred years the most appalling phantom used to dwell here according to a legend.
Gor Baghdasaryan
12 years old
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One day we were playing at my friend’s. Her mother told me an incident.
“Once I went to the kitchen and saw a mouse. I shouted and my cry was so loud, the poor mouse got frightened and died.”
Tsovinar Talyan
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We were playing with a ball in the yard. I kicked it and it rolled down to the basement. I entered. The other boys were there long ago. I was looking for the ball; I rolled a foil even...
One of the boys whose names Hayk and who’s known to be crazy approached me and cried out a scary “boo”. I had my heart in my mouth from unexpectedness. I could hardly regain consciousness. Later I learnt they had long ago found the ball.
Narek Galstyan
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I was in the kitchen having lunch when I felt the door bang and some thing fall to the floor at the front door. A piece of bread stuck to my throat. I sat motionless. When I recovered myself, I heard loud voices.
“Go upstairs be careful not to drop him”. I came up to the door and peeped through it. I was the neighbor from a lower floor who stumbled over the stairs and fallen down with his weight of 123 kilos.
Ani Aghababyan
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It happened at my granny's. I come out of the badroom. There was a dead silence around and the tdoor was open. Suddenly I heard somebody going upstairs. He seemed to be drunk. I couldn't see him but I could hear him grumble.
First I stood at the door cold with fear, but then I recovered myself and locked the door with all possible ways the man could approach me.
Gor Baghdasaryan
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“Wishes coming true”
Once our teacher of biology took us to a lizard exhibition. One could find everything there: lizards, spiders, scorpions and snakes. A man approached us with a snake round his neck I smile on his face.
“Lyuba make a wish and put your hand on the snake. It’s sure to come true”, said my friend.
I was very glad; I closed my eyes I stretched out my hand for the snake. It was very cold and slippy. And one may imagine with what disgust I drew back my hand.
I don’t know whether my wish will come true or not but there is one ting I can’t deny: I couldn’t eat anything for a long time.
Lyuba Chichyan
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“The Spirit”
It was a break. Our classmate Arman announced:
“We're writing a test to morrow. I'm going to call a spirit and see what'll come out of it. Who'll join me?”
“What do we need? An invisible hat, a magic stick?" I jeered.
“We'll need a candle, a plate and cardboard”, exclaimed Anna and followed Arman. As everyone else decided to go, I joined them too. In some minutes we were in the school basement armed with all we needed. Then we lit the candle.
“Spirit, tell me what mark will I get tomorrow?” asked Arman full of solemnity.
“A bad one”, said someone with a harsh & ghastly voice.
"What about... me?" asked Vaheh fearfully.
"The same is true about you", said the same voice.
"Oh, mammy, dear mammy ", started shouting the girls.
We weren’t anxious about Arman & Vaheh’s bad marks but about the voices. The boys were frightened too. Moreover, we had put out the candle and were knocking ourselves against the walls in dark. Suddenly somebody switched on the light.
"Oops", we said all together.
The spirit which was so much like our headmaster stood over the candle remains, the broken plate & the cardboard.
We’d better not touch upon what came after for everyone has once attended school and been in the headmaster’s room.
You’d better get properly prepared for tests, believe us.
Anahit Ghazaryan
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