"Too good to be true"

There was a couple who lived in Minneapolis, Minnesota. The husband was a full time doctor and the wife was a part time cook at a local deli. One day the husband came home with a good news. He told his wife that he got promoted to become the head doctor at his hospital, which meant better pay. So he told her they could finally afford the house they had dreamed about in the suburbs. When they moved into their new home, they loved how the neighborhood was quiet and clean.

Then one day while the husband was going to work, he noticed his car was missing. He quickly ran back in the house and called 9-1-1. As he was speaking on the phone, there was a knock on the door. when he opened it, there was a man and a women in about their thirties, who explained to him that they were his neighbors and they took his car because of an emergency and they were sorry. They told him that they did not do anything to the car but in return of taking it, they will give him two tickets to the next Twins game and two hundred dollars. The husband excepted their apology and canceled the police report.

When His wife got home he told her what happened, and they both thought their neighbors to be kind and very thoughtful. When the day of the game they received the tickets to came, they decided to go.

At the game, the husband and wife had a very good time because this was the first time they had fun together in a while. when they returned to their neighborhood, they decided to stop by the neighbor's house to thank them for the ticket's. they knocked but no one answered the door from them, so they decided to go home.

When they entered their home, everything was taken and the couple immediately called 9-1-1. The police showed up and investigated the scene. As the investigation was going on, the husband decided to check the neighbor's house again. While he was waiting for someone to answer, a police officer approached him and said "Those people have been gone for weeks on a honeymoon vacation."

-S.H.

"What goes around comes around"

There was a young, poor girl who got married to a rich man. The girl had been through a lot in her life, so after her marriage she was very kind to everyone, especially the poor. But her husband was a mean person. He controlled her, did not give charity, or help the needy.

One day while they were in their million dollar home in Bloomington, Minnesota, there was a knock on the door. The husband was eating so the girl got up to open it. Standing at the door was a poor man begging for some food or anything they could give. As the girl and the poor man were speaking, her husband approached the door and told her to sit back down, then he cursed at the man and slammed the door in his face as he was pleading.

The next morning the young girl woke up and noticed her husband wasn't sleeping beside her. She knew he wasn't working that week so she thought he must of went out for a morning jog, but when she checked the closet, all of his shoes were neatly aligned, nothing was missing. A couple of hours passed and she became very worried, so she went to her neighbors and asked them if they have seen or heard from her husband and they each said "no". Then that's when she thought she should report it to the police because this was very unusual. The police started the search right away but over time they could not find any information or traces about her husband's disappearance. As she waited, weeks turned into months and months turned into years. When two years past, she decided to get remarried which she did so with another wealthy man. And her life started becoming better again, slowly.

Then one day while her and her new husband were in their living room, there was a knock on the door. She got up to open it and at the door was was a barefooted poor man begging for some food. Then she realized this same situation happened to her on the same day when she last seen her husband. And when she saw the mans face at the door, she turned around with tears in her eyes, sat back down and cried. Her husband went to the door gave the poor man some food and money, then came to his wife and asked her "why are you crying?" she looked into his eyes and said "That was my first husband at the door." Then he started crying also, so she asked him "what is the reason your crying?" then he responded "Because the poor man you opened the door for two years ago was me."

-S.H.

PARTY KILLERS

IN MINNEAPOLIS, THERE WHERE 3 GUYS TOTAL IN AN APARTMENT OFF OF EAST LAKE STREET. THEY ALL WAS HAVING THEMSELVES THEIR OWN LITTLE PARTY, JUST THE 3 OF THEM BUT THEN THEY INVITED THE NEXT-DOOR NEIGBORS THAT THEY BARELY KNOW OVER FOR SOME LITTLE FUN. SMOKING, DRINKING, DANCING, ECT AS THE 5 GUYS WAS HAVING A GOOD TIME HANGING OUT. IT WAS AROUND 2AM WHEN THEY ALL STARTED TO GO TO SLEEP, THEN 3 OF THEM WAS WOKE UP WITH GUNZ IN THEIR FACES. THEY DIDN’T LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN, OR THERE WASN’T ANYBODY AFTER THEM. IT WAS THE OTHER 2 NEXT-DOOR NEIGBORS THAT WAS INVITED OVER THAT WAS STICKING THEM UP FOR SOME QUICK CASH AND DRUGS. SO THE 2 GUYS TIED THE OTHER 3 GUYS UP AND PLACE THEM IN THE BATHROOM, LEANING OVER THE BATH TUB WITH BLANKETS COVERING THEIR BODIES. THE VICITMS NOT KNOWING WHATS ABOUT TO HAPPEN NEXT, TIL ONE OF THE 2 GUYS WITH THE GUYS ASKS THEM, “ YOU PUNKS READY TO DIE”, THEN “BOOM” WITH NO TIME WASTING THEY ALL WAS SHOT IN THE HEADS…. EXCUSIONAL STYLE!!!!
JF

Not Welcomed

It was a saturday afternoon and the whole neighborhood was helping this one family move. Everyone was sad that they were moving nobody wanted them to move but they didn't have a choice. When the new family moved in everybody gave them a hard time. When the new family came knocking on everybody's door to introduce themselves nobody would answer their door. The neighbors would have a barbeque and throw parties but nobody would invite the new family.
One afternoon the neighbors gathered together and started to plan out how they were going to let the new family feel welcomed. After all the planning they decided to throw a barbeque for them at the park, when the new family was told this they were excited. The next day the family went to the park for their barbeque and when they arrived they saw nobody was there but them.




T.J.S

The Last Stop

When I was in elementary school my teachers would always tell us stories of ill behaved students. One of them was involved after school and students were getting on the bus to go home. There was one elementary student that was a kindhearted person but was always to hyper when on the bus. Everyday the bus driver would tell him to keep his head inside the bus.

Today was a different day for the young boy because they had a substitute driver and the young boy was ready to take full advantage of the situation. As the bus pulled off he immediately opened the window and stuck his head out. The bus driver was speeding from one stop to the next. He wanted to get his job done as quickly as possible.

As the driver pulled into the first stop he saw parents waiting for their students with shocked looks on their faces. Apparently, the young boy’s head collided with a tree as the driver had come flying into the stop and tore the child’s head right off his shoulders.

S.D.

The Train Yard

The Train Yard

There has always been a certain train yard, which was popular to many urban artists and explorers. It has been told that the entire place, including the tracks leading into it, has some sort of paranormal presence. It wasn’t deemed to be true until an urban artist came home with an odd scar and a horrible story to tell.

Now as most people in the area know, these yards and lines have not been used for more than forty years. A young man, age 23, was walking to the location he heard so much about. He had never been there before but he had directions written on restaurant napkin from a more experienced artist he had met up with earlier that day. Not knowing how security measures would be, he decides to head out around 11pm on a Tuesday night. Loaded with aerosol cans of paint and knowing how chill the spot was he grew more and more anxious as he walks down the railroad tracks towards his destination.

After about one and a half hours of walking he started to see a large building with broken windows and old discarded freight trains all around. He decided it was best to hang out for a while and scope the place out to check for activity. He decided he would not go into the building because he is alone and has never been there before. He picks a wall just outside of the main entrance.

As he began the layout to the art he had decided to put up, he heard footsteps coming from behind him. He quickly turned around but was smashed in the head by a can and knocked to the ground. Not unconscious he heard the words “James Meson grab the paint!” Then everything was gone, the voices and his bag of paint he had with him. Unsure of what had happened he decided to run home in fear of other artists out to get him.

As he got home he logged on to a local graffiti forum. He decided he would take the name he heard and look it up to see if anything shows. Excited as he searched he found a thread, which included the name James Meson, the same one he had heard when he got robbed. To his horror he realized that the name was under the “RIP” section of the forum. He read up on it and learned that 4 years ago a man named James meson was exploring the same building he was painting on and was killed falling through the floor on the third story.



MVP

Lean Back

Back in my middle school days, my science teacher used to tell us not to lean back in our chairs because of what happened to one of her previous student a long time ago.

There was a 5th grade boy, who loved to lean back in his chair while writing. One day the teacher stepped out of class to make copies of some worksheets and the boy was just working on his assignment as he was leaning in his chair. Next thing you know the teacher was calling 911 and the young boy was later on pronounced dead.

It turns out that the boy fell back and he tried to catch his balance but he accidently stabbed himself in the chest with his pencil. By the time the teacher came back to class it was too late for the young boy.


S.D.