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Ok - this has 'definitely' happened on a long, straight country road near where I live:
A woman was driving along, on her own, one night about ten years ago. In her headlights, she saw what looked like a child lying in the road up ahead. She stopped the car, got out, and went to check. The 'child' turned out to be a large porcelain doll. Rather freaked out, she returned to her car and got back in. As she started the engine, another car came screaming up behind her, flashing it's lights. Terrified, the woman put her foot down to try to escape - but the other car kept coming. She drove several miles to the local police station, with the car still following, still flashing it's lights. When she arrived at the police station, she was suprised to find several officers waiting in the carpark. As she got out of the car, one of the police officers shouted at her to run towards them and not look back.
Turns out, while she'd been checking on the 'child' the driver of the car behind her had seen a man (with or wothout an axe, depending on the story teller) creeping out of the ditch at the side of the road and climbing into the back seat of her car. The driver had flashed his lights to try to alert her and had rung ahead to the police station, assuming that's where the woman would drive to.
As most legends go, I heard this one from a friend who heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend...
There were these 2 travellers: a couple, who had recently married, and there whole life was dedicated 2 exploration and discovering new places.
Anyway, they arrived at their newest location - some town in the middle of nowhere. As u mite expect, travelling can b quite expensive, there4 they checked in at a cheap, shabby B&B 4 a few nights. Cutting costs was a sacrifice they had 2 make - the central heating was appalling, the shower constantly dripped water, the windows were rotting, the blankets were thin and bobbly..
The next day, the wife (had 2 b the wife!) insisted they look 4 a store 2 buy something warmer than the shabby blankets. They eventually found a DIY store a bought a nice, huge, warm duvet.
That night, slightly more rested with their buy, they both drifted off 2 sleep. The next morning they found the duvet was on the floor. Fair enough, they must have kicked it off in their sleep.
The next night the same thing happened. Hmm...ok. The next night the husband stayed awake. Hours passed and he felt drowsy. But then he saw the duvet moving...by itself?! He realized it was...crawling...by itself!
He jumped up off the bed and ripped open the sheets. No wonder it had bn so warm. It was infested with thousands upon thousands of wriggling maggots.
I've just rmbad another! I'll try not 2 make it 2 long this time!
Xmas time of year. Happy, festive, a jovial time of year, and Helen (*just made that name up on the spot*) was writing out her xmas cards. She had finished one, and put it in the envelope. Licking it, she got a paper cut on her toungue. Ouch. She ignored ti and carried on writing out the rest of her cards.
The next day her tongue had swollen up. She immediately went to the doctor, who couldn't tell what it was but prescribed her some medicine anyway. She took the medicine but it didn't do anything. Her tongue continued 2 swell. Bigger and bigger.
Until one day it was so big she couldn't talk. It wasn't a laughing matter (4 her neway :p) so she went 2 a clinic right away. They couldn't tell what it was either. The only thing 4 it was 2 cut it open.
So they did.
And out came a massive cockroach.
After the hysteria and probable psychotherapy Helen went through, they had come 2 a conclusion that at the factory where they made the envelopes, there were cockroaches, and that they must have laid an egg in the sticky stuff. When Helen licked her envelope, an egg was inserted into the paper cut and there it grew in the warm moistness of her mouth.
George Orwell, in Down and Out in Paris and London, heard a rumour about a London tramp who tried to stow away in a ship bound for Chile, hoping to try his luck in the New World. He hid in a cargo packing crate and was loaded into the hold of the ship - with hundreds of other crates piled on top and around him. He was unloaded at port in Chile, suffocated to death. Can you imagine the pain in your lungs as your air runs out? the panic, the screaming in the dark knowing no-one will hear you? thumping against the sides of your box as you know there are hundreds of other crates around you and the pounding of the ship's engine drowns you out? Scary, I think.
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