Sorry I haven't updated in a while, so as a way of saying sorry, I am giving you two new kaidan!
Pedestrian Crossing
The Pedestrian Crossing is a short and creepy urban legend from Japan.
One evening, I was standing at the pedestrian crossing on a busy street, waiting for the light to change. I looked over at the people who were standing on the other side of the street and a chill went down my spine.
There was a woman standing opposite me who looked very strange. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. I could see her pants and jacket perfectly, but her face and hands were a complete blur.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but it made no difference. Her face was fuzzy and indistinct. I got the strangest impression that I could almost see through her. It was extremely unsettling.
The light turned green and people began to walk across the pedestrian crossing. The woman appeared to be walking straight towards me.
I began walking across the intersection, veering to the left, attempting to avoid her. It didn’t work. She changed direction and walked right up to me.
We passed in the middle of the street, and as she walked by me, I heard her hiss: “I know you can see me!”
Human bones
Human Bones is a strange story from Japan about a man who passes through a small village and meeting a weird old woman in an abandoned house. There was a village in Japan where the population was very small. A lot of people had left the village and many of the houses were abandoned. One snowy day, a traveller came to this village, looking for shelter. He saw what appeared to be an empty house, but when he went inside, he was surprised to find an old woman standing there. The old woman told him to go up to the first floor and she followed behind him. When he reached the top of the stairs and turned around, she had disappeared. He walked back down the stairs and saw that the old woman was standing in the exact spot she had been when he entered, except now she was holding a sharp sickle in her hand. The man was very spooked by this ran to the front door, but when he tried to pull it open, he found that it was locked. He turned to find the old woman standing right beside him. She grabbed hold of his arm. In the darkness he hadn’t noticed how pale she looked. But now that she was up close, he could see that her skin seemed to be rotting. She looked dead. The old woman squeezed his arm and hissed, “Listen to me! Under this house lie thirteen bodies. Give them peace! If not, I will kill you.” After she uttered these words, the man began to feel dizzy and clollapsed to the floor. When he woke up, he had no idea how much time had elapsed. He began to doubt himself. Perhaps he had dreamed the whole thing. He was about to leave when he noticed a mat in the middle of the room, where the old woman had been standing. There was a dark red stain on it. He pulled back the mat and found it was covering a large hole in the floorboards. Looking into the hole, he saw human bones neatly arranged underneath. The bones of fourteen bodies were lying there. “Why did she say thirteen?”, he murmured to himself. Perhaps the fourteenth set of human bones belonged to the old woman. The traveller went outside and told some of the villagers what had happened. When he brought them back to the empty house, they looked down into the hole and saw the bones. But now, there were only thirteen sets of human bones underneath the floorboards. The old woman’s bones were not there anymore. Afterwards, the villagers demolished the old house and built a shrine there instead. Inside the shrine, they placed the blood-stained mat, so that people could offer prayers to the dead. The traveller and the villagers who discovered the dead bodies all died soon after the incident. This is a scary story I heard from one of my teachers at school. The teacher who told me this story said he was from the same village. I can’t remember the exact name of the village as it was such a long time ago when I heard it. I’m sorry.
I got both scares from scary for kids.
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The crayons
The Crayons is a sad and disturbing tale from Japan about a young couple who buy a house that comes complete with an unsolved mystery.
A married couple, who had just returned from their honeymoon, decided to buy a house. The couple were very happy because they managed to get the house at a very cheap price. It was in a nice neighborhood, close to the city and just a short walk from a shopping center.
One day, the husband was walking down the hall when he spotted a red crayon lying on the floor. The couple didn’t have any children, so the husband wondered where the crayon had come from.
“Perhaps the previous residents left it behind”, he said to himself as he casually threw it in the trash.
The next day, the husband came home from work to find another red crayon lying in exactly the same spot. He was very puzzled and decided to ask his wife about it.
The wife grew pale in the face when he brought it up. She told him that, every day since they first moved into the house, she had been finding red crayons when she was cleaning. They were always lying in the same spot, at the end of the hallway.
The husband was standing in the hallway, wondering about this weird phenomenon, when he began to notice something was not quite right. The hallway was too short.
He tapped on the wall at the end of the hallway and heard a hollow sound. Curious, he began peeling off the wallpaper, despite the protests of his wife.
Behind the wallpaper, they found a pair of sliding doors. It was as if someone had carefully hidden the entrance to a closet or a small room.
The husband discovered that the sliding doors had been nailed shut. He got a hammer from his toolbox and began prying out the nails, one by one.
After pulling out the last nail, he slowly opened the sliding door to reveal the small hidden room. Looking inside, they saw that the white walls of the little space were covered with words scribbled in red crayon.
Over and over again were the words “mommy im sorry let me out mommy im sorry let me out mommy im sorry let me out…”
I got this story from scaryforkids.com
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