The Evil in the woods is a true scary story about a young Native American boy who has a frightening encounter while driving home on night. It is a real incident that happened to a boy when he was just a child.

It was a cold December night and I was a kid. The stack of firewood was nearing the bottom and my grandmother knew it wouldn't last till morning. She asked my uncle to fetch some more from the mountains. My uncle took me with him and we drove off in his pick-up truck.

He chopped the wood and I stacked it as fast as I could. By the time we finished, the sun was setting and the bed if the pick-up truck was half full.

On the way home, the sun disappeared from the sky and it grew very dark. We were driving down a dirt road that led through the woods. I leaned my head against the window and watched the silhouettes of the trees race past as the stars twinkled above them.

All of a sudden, I got the awful feeling that we were being watched. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and a chill ran down my spine. My uncle had a strange look on his face and he was staring directly ahead.

Just then , I heard a tap tap tap on the window behind me.

I started to turn around but my uncle shouted, ''Don't!"

I completely froze. My heart started beating rapidly. My uncle put his foot down on the accelerator and we began to speed up. It was the first time I had ever seen real fear on my uncle's face.

I heard another tap tap tap on the window beside me.

''Look at me'' my uncle shouted. ''Don't turn around! Keep looking at me!''

I didn't know what was going on. My mind was racing.

All of a sudden, I felt the truck dip as if something heavy landed in the back.

My uncle sped up even more and started praying loudly in our native language.

I wanted to cry. I wanted it to stop.

Once again , I heard a tap tap tap on the window beside me.

''Just keep looking at me and don't turn away !"my uncle cried over and over.

I could see he was on the verge of tears. He was driving faster and faster, pushing the engine to its limits.

My heart was beating so rapidly, I thought it would leap out if my chest. it was getting harder for me to breathe. I shut my eyes as tight as I could and whispered a prayer.

A minute or two passed and the truck dipped again.

My uncle looked around and let out a deep sigh of relief. He slowed down and everything was quiet again. All I could hear was the drone of the truck's engine and the crunch of the gravel on the dirt road.

My uncle looked at me and said, ''We will have your Father do a prayer in the morning so the evil will forget our faces.''

I remember curling up on the seat and just staring at the clock on the dashboard as I listened to my uncle sing an old prayer. By the time we got to our grandmothers house, I was almost asleep. My uncle carried me inside and put me to bed.

To this day , my uncle never talked about what happened that night.

The End...

The Undertaker is a creepy story about a man who owns a funeral parlor in a small town.

Bernard Sloane had the perfect family. They were always there, waiting for him when he finished work. Every evening at seven o' clock, he put out the lights, lock the front door and went downstairs to the basement to spend the evening with his family.

His wife Jenney would be sitting on the couch, knitting a sweater. His mother was always dozing in her easy chair. His son Ben and his daughter Emma were usually sitting at the table, playing a board game. Little Luke lay on the floor, playing with his toys while little Martha, the youngest, sat at the piano.

Bernard would sit down in his big comfortable and chat with them until bedtime. He told them all about his day and who had died recently in town. He would repeat funny stories and jokes he heard and tell them his views and opinions on any subject that came to mind. They always listened patiently and never argued or contradicted him.

when it was time to go to bed, Bernard would yawn and stretch his arms. He would go around giving them all a kiss on the cheek and saying, "Well, goodnight everyone. Pleasant dreams." Then he would turn out the lights, climb the stairs and lock the door behind him when he went to bed.

Middleton was a small town and Bernard was the only Undertaker in the area. His funeral parlor was also his home and he got all the business there was. Although he didn't have any close friends, he was well known, respected and above suspicion.

Everything went like clockwork. People would bring their loved ones to him and Bernard would embalm their bodies and prepare them for burial. The funeral was usually held in the local church and the dead were buried in the local graveyard.

One day, as Bernard was cleaning up the funeral parlor, a policeman came to the front door.

"Can I help you, officer?" Bernard asked.

"I'm here about the perriwinkle child," the policeman said.

Bernard had a puzzled frown on his face. "The Perriwinkle child?"

"Martha Perriwinkle," said the policeman. "The little girl who drowned five months ago."

"oh yes, of course," said Bernard. "I remember now."

"Well, I'll with you, Mr. Sloane. The family had her body exhumed. When they opened the coffin, they got quiet a shock. There was nothing but stacks of old newspapers inside it."

"Oh my God," said Bernard. "How terrible."

" Now look, Mr. Sloane," the policeman said. " Theft of a dead body is a criminal offense. If you cooperate, we'll go easy on you. The family just want their daughter's remains so they can give her a proper burial."

Bernard was highly offended."I've been in business in Middletown for twenty years," he said. "Everybody knows me. How could u think I would do such a thing?"

"Then you won't mind if I search your house," the policeman said.

Bernard's face suddenly turned pale. "I certainly do mind," he said. " This is my home as well as my place of business. I know my rights as a citizen. I'm not going to have anybody snooping through my private property without a search warrant."

" If that's the way you want to do it, that's fine by me," the policeman growled. "I'll be back in an hour with a search warrant. In the meantime, I'll leave an officer outside to make sure you don't try to get rid of any evidence."

Bernard watched as the policeman turned and left. He shut the front door and stood there thinking for a few minutes. Then he went downstairs to the basement to see his family. He opened the curtains and let some light into the room for the first time.

His wife was still knitting, his mother was still dozing on the couch, Ben and Emma were still playing their board game, Luke was still playing with his toys and Martha was still at the piano. Somehow they all seemed a little withered, less like living people than like mummies. Only Martha, the new girl, looked as fresh she had been on the day she drowned.

Bernard let out a deep sigh. He picked up a container of gasoline and began splashing it around the basement room. He splashed it all over his wife, his mother and each one of his children. Then he kissed them all on the forehead and sat down in his chair.

He loved them all so much and he couldn't bear to see his family torn apart. He reached into his pocket and took out a box of matches. He selected one match and struck it and the entire room burst into flames.

"Pleasant dreams, everybody!" he screamed as the fire engulfed him. "Pleasant dreams!"

The Babysitter and the bed is a scary story about a rich women who has a conversation on Whatsapp with her Mexican maid ****Aurora****

Aurora: Madam

Madam: What is it, Aurora?

Madam: Is everything alright?

Aurora: Yes madam

Aurora: Well no

Madam: ???

Madam: Is everything alright or not?

Madam: Does it have something to do with the boys?

Madam:Answer me Aurora

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: I do not know well cellular phones

Aurora: It take me long time to write

Aurora: And my English is not good

Madam: I'm busy Aurora

Madam: I'm not going to converse with you in Spanish

Madam: So write quickly or do not write at all

Madam: Are the boys okay or not?

Aurora: Yes madam

Madam: What is the problem?

Aurora: Good more or less

Madam: You're going to drive me crazy

Madam: The children are fine or not?

Madam: Please be clear

Madam: I can't waste my time with you

Madam: I told you I am at a very important dinner with my husband

Madam: It may be my last chance to get him back

Aurora: The boys not sleeping

Aurora: Shouting and crying

Aurora: The baby cry too

Madam: And why are you bothering me with this?

Aurora: They say there is a ghost under the bed

Aurora: They run out of the room and not want go back

Madam: You are an absolute pain, Aurora

Madam: I don't know why I hired you

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: The boys not want to sleep in the room

Madam: Put them to sleep Aurora

Madam: Tomorrow they have school and they won't want to get up!

Madam: It's too late at night

Madam: They shouldn't be awake at this hour

Aurora: But I not know what to do madam

Aurora: They really scared

Aurora: They day the ghost is under the bed and want to hurt them

Aurora: They say they see a hand come out from under the bed

Aurora: And try to grab the baby

Madam: My God, Aurora!!!

Madam: You want me to kick you?

Madam: Do you want me to leave you on the street to starve like you were a few days ago?

Aurora: No, Madam

Madam: Well then do what you have to do and do not bother me anymore. Do you understand?

Aurora: Yes, madam

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: Madam?

Madam: Now what, Aurora?

Madam: For God's sake.

Aurora: The boys crying still

Aurora: They say the ghost crawl out from under the bed

Aurora: It is a women they say

Aurora: The boys get out of the room

Aurora: They do not go back to the room

Madam: Are you kidding me?

Madam: Do you really want me to leave you out on the street?

Madam: Here I am, enjoying a beautiful dinner with my husband

Madam: In the most exclusive restaurant in the city

Madam: And you are bothering me with this nonsense?

Aurora: Sorry Madam

Madam: You really are worthless, Aurora

Madam: I'll deduct $50 from your salery

Madam: Make sure to remind me when I arrive home

Aurora: But I also see something madam...

Madam: What did you see?

Aurora: Some eyes

Aurora: Eyes under the bed

Aurora: It scares me a lot

Aurora: Now we all in the kitchen

Madam: This is what I get for hiring someone as ignorant as you

Madam: That believes in the things of stupid, ignorant people

Madam: Next time I shall hire someone who has highschool diploma.

Madam: Or at least some sort of education

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: But it us true

Aurora: There were some eyes under the bed

Madam: It must be a cat, Aurora

Madam: I'm sure he just got scared by something and got himself stuck under there

Madam: Get the cat out of there and put the kids to sleep

Aurora: I not think it is the cat Madam

Madam: Can you understand what I am saying?

Madam: Are you an idiot?

Madam: I'm telling you to take the cat out and put the boys to sleep

Madam: Or this is going to be the last night you work in my house

Madam: Or in any other house

Madam: Because I am going to make sure that no one will ever hire you again in your miserable life

Madam: I know a lot of people, Aurora

Madam: I am very influential in this town

Madam: Do you understand?

Madam: You lazy moron!

Aurora: Yes madam

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: Now I take the cat out and put the kids to sleep

Madam: So?

Madam: Did you do what I ordered?

Aurora: Yes madam

Aurora: But it's not work good

Aurora: The boys still crying and trembling with fear

Aurora: The baby also

Aurora: I calm myself

Aurora: I go into the room and see it again

Aurora: The ghost

Aurora: I take a picture for you to believe me

Madam: God give me strength!

Madam: OK Aurora

Madam: Send me the picture

Aurora: I send it you. Wait please

Madam: Let's see this supposed ghost of yours.

Aurora: There it is madam

Madam: You didn't send me anything, you stupid women.

Madam: Are you incapable of doing anything right?

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: I send again

Aurora: There

Aurora: You see?

Madam: How can I see? You imbecile!

Madam: You didn't send anything

Aurora: Sorry madam

Aurora: I not know how to do it

Aurora: Wait for me. I ask Joaquin to do

Aurora: There he send it

Aurora: It is alright.

Madam: You're kidding me right?

Madam: That is clearly the baby, Aurora

Madam: I'm sure it's just baby Anna hiding under the bed

Aurora: No madam

Aurora: When I take the picture the baby is in the kitchen

Aurora: It is not she who is under the sheets

Madam: I'm sick and tired of your nonsense, Aurora

Madam: This is the last time I am going to tell you

Madam: And be careful how you answer

Madam: Because you've already annoyed me enough tonight

Madam: My dinner has been ruined

Madam: Because of you and your ignorance

Madam: Go and put the kids to sleep

Madam: And don't bother me with rubbish about ghost under the bed

Madam: Do you understand me?

Aurora: Yes madam

Aurora: I do it madam

Aurora: Madam?

Aurora: Are you there madam?

Aurora: Please answer

Aurora: I have problem

Aurora: Hello

Aurora: Please answer

Aurora: I put the boys in the room as you say

Aurora: But after a little time they screaming and hitting things

Aurora: When I go their the baby not their anymore

Aurora: I ask Joaquin where is the baby but he is very scared

Aurora: His body trembling and his eyes wide open

Aurora: But he point down to the bed again and again

Aurora: Point under the bed

Aurora: I look for the baby everywhere but not find

Aurora: I should call police?

Aurora: Please madam answer

Aurora: I call your cellphone but you still not answer

Aurora: Madam?

Aurora: Madam??

Madam: I fell asleep

Madam: My husband and I were celebrating our reconciliation

Madam: We fell asleep

Madam: What happened to the baby???

Aurora: She is already here

Aurora: The baby appeared

Aurora: under the bed

Madam: What the hell is going on, Aurora??

Madam: I can't believe how incompetent you are!

Madam: You cannot take care of three children for one night!

Madam: I swear, when I arrive home, I'll fire you!

Madam: You almost ruined my dinner

Madam: Besides being ignorant and stupid, you are useless as well

Aurora: There is no need madam

Aurora: The girl say she take the baby

Aurora: She take her to very strange place

Aurora: And she explain everything

Aurora: She say you know her

Madam: What are you talking about, Aurora

Aurora: She say her name is Beatrice

Aurora: And she ask us to cut the mattress in the room

Madam: What??

Madam: I forbid you to do that Aurora!!

Madam: Do not cut that mattress!!

Madam: I will call the police and have you arrested

Aurora: For destroying private property

Aurora: I'll have you deported, Aurora!!

Aurora: Do you understand?

Aurora: They will send you back where you come from!

Aurora: It is too late Madam

Aurora: We already cut it

Aurora: And look what we find inside.

Aurora: She is Beatrice

Aurora: The previous babysitter of the boys

Aurora: She say she was the mistress of your husband

Aurora: And you discover her

Aurora: And kill her

Aurora: And hide her under the mattress to bury later

Aurora: This happened two days ago

Aurora: But now she come back

Aurora: Her spirit return

Aurora: Now she live in all the beds

Aurora: She say she want revenge

Aurora: Where are you now?

Aurora: Now you are at hotel with your husband, right?

Madam: How do you know that?

Aurora: Beatrice tell us

Aurora: She is she is down in the hotel bed

Aurora: Listening to your fear

Aurora: Do you feel your husband's around you?

Aurora: Yes?behind you?

Aurora: His arms feel strange no?

Aurora: Well madam it is not your husband who is hugging you...