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Easter Bunny (Creepy Uncle) Banged Her
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57 Vintage Easter Bunny Pics That Will Give You Nightmares
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#3 The Easter Bunny Was Scarier In The 80s
#5 Really? You Call This Nightmare A Bunny?
#6 Go home Easter Bunny, You're Drunk
#7 And That's Why, Children, you Can't Trust Anybody Who Is Offering You Candy
#8 Hello, I Am Your New Nightmare. Sweet Dreams!
#11 Umm.. Mom? Is This How You're Betraying Me?
#12 Yes! Two More Children On My Menu!
#16 This Bunny Is Totally Laughing Evil Laugh on The Inside
#17 I Wasn't Too Thrilled About This Back In 1948 Either
#18 The Year I Met The Easter Bunny
#20 The Bunny Grinch That Stole Easter Somewhere Around 1971
#31 My Friend Used To Be The Easter Bunny At The Mall
#36 My Cousins Are Fond Of The Easter Bunny
#38 My Nephew Really Likes The Easter Bunny
#42 Thank You Ma'am For This Kid,Finally I Will Have A Nice Dinner Tonight!
#43 Noo, Won't Take It, This Lollipop Is Probably Poisoned
#45 I'm Sorry, But Nobody Will Hear Your Scream, Kid
#47 This Rabbit Doesn't Eat Carrots. He Eats Children!
#48 My Son Was Not A Fan Of Mr. Cottontail
#50 Little Bro To Sis: Ain't No Way I'm Sitting Here
#51 Why Would You Choose To Punish Us Like That?
#52 Take Me Out Of Those Hands, Somebooody
#55 Easter Bunny Not As I Remembered
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None of these children were seen again after taking these old photos; they were too terrified to come back to the mall, lest they run into another creepy Easter Bunny!
But did you know that the hare that later became the Easter Bunny came to be associated with churches because many believed it was a hermaphrodite? In fact, the belief that a rabbit could reproduce without losing its virginity lead to hares being linked to the Virgin Mary! Looking at these vintage photos and having this link in mind, either Virgin Mary was actually a scary monster, or the bunnies took a shortcut evolving into cute and fluffy critters as we know them today.
As for the eggs, it all started with Orthodox churches abstaining from eating eggs during Lent. German protestants continued the custom of eating eggs but not fasting and brought it to the US in the 18th century. With them came the tradition of the Easter Hare (or really pops clad in an Easter Bunny costume) bringing eggs as gifts to good children.
So now that you know where the Easter Bunny came from, what do you think of creepy vintage photos? Which one is the scariest? Vote on your favorite, or post your own childhood photos below!
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holy shit those kids are traumatized!!!
An alien trying to keep up with Earthlings' traditions.
I can see why he was scared as shit
The kids that look calm & happy have no survival skills.
New horror movie of 2016 "The Bunny"
It's like a Plague Doctor / Shroud-Eater. O_O
Ok, who's idea was it to take a picture with this guy?!
bruh look at how he is holding that other one in the blue
the reaction of the little one :D:D
Reminds me of Mike Myers in "The cat in the hat"
Pay attention to your children! Are pictures really worth the trauma???
As you can see, my little sister was already hypnotized by those red eyes..
That kid looks scarier than the bunny! lol
He is trying to eat the kids head!!!!!
Layla? That kid is definitely a Dwight.
Seeing it's Walmart I wonder if that bunny has anything on under that costume
The kid on the right looks like its head is about to explode from the trauma.
Did the bunny punch the boy in the nose?
"At least fix my unibrow before a photo op, mom. Geez."
The older one is chill because she's sacrificing her sister so she can go free.
This Face mask this is really Face Bunny Monster
To be fair... this is the White Rabbit from Disney's Alice in Wonderland... NOT an Easter bunny.
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Oh, Poor kids :)) cool pictures! Thanks for share :)
This video perfectly suits the title of your Article! :D
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ofydc_Hlfg
This is how you get clown phobia for life! Well in this case "bunny" phobia!
Oh, Poor kids :)) cool pictures! Thanks for share :)
This video perfectly suits the title of your Article! :D
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Everyone loves a good scary story to get in the mood for Halloween. You may get scared from true stories, paranormal encounters, or a fictional story about a cyborg alien. Regardless, everyone is diff
Everyone loves a good scary story to get in the mood for Halloween. You may get scared from true stories, paranormal encounters, or a fictional story about a cyborg alien. Regardless, everyone is different. Whether you turn on the television, go to a department store, or even walk down the street, you will see some sort of Halloween decorations, sure to get you in the mood for something scary. But you know what's even better for causing a chill to run up your spine? Scary stories. And if you've never heard of Creepy Catalog, you are missing out. All the creepy crawly stories you could ever want are there.
Below, we've compiled 15 of the scariest stories Creepy Catalog has to offer. After reading, you will probably want to keep your lights on tonight and your doors locked. Sorry!
"About five years ago, I lived downtown in a major city in the US. I’ve always been a night person, so I would often find myself bored after my roommate, who was decidedly not a night person, went to sleep. To pass the time, I used to go for long walks and spend the time thinking. I spent four years like that, walking alone at night, and never once had a reason to feel afraid. I always used to joke with my roommate that even the drug dealers in the city were polite. But all of that changed in just a few minutes of one evening.
It was a Wednesday, somewhere between one and two in the morning, and I was walking near a police patrolled park quite a ways from my apartment. It was a quiet night, even for a week night, with very little traffic and almost no one on foot. The park, as it was most nights, was completely empty. I turned down a short side street in order to loop back to my apartment when I first noticed him. At the far end of the street, on my side, was the silhouette of a man, dancing. It was a strange dance, similar to a waltz, but he finished each “box” with an odd forward stride. I guess you could say he was dance-walking, headed straight for me.
Deciding he was probably drunk, I stepped as close as I could to the road to give him the majority of the sidewalk to pass me by. The closer he got, the more I realized how gracefully he was moving. He was very tall and lanky, and wearing an old suit. He danced closer until I could make out his face. His eyes were open wide and wild, head tilted back slightly, looking off at the sky. His mouth was formed in a painfully wide cartoon of a smile. Between the eyes and the smile, I decided to cross the street before he danced any closer. I took my eyes off of him to cross the empty street. As I reached the other side, I glanced back and stopped dead in my tracks. He had stopped dancing and was standing with one foot in the street, perfectly parallel to me. He was facing me but still looking skyward. Smile still wide on his lips. I was completely and utterly unnerved by this. I started walking again, but kept my eyes on the man. He didn’t move.
Once I had put about half a block between us, I turned away from him for a moment to watch the sidewalk in front of me. The street and sidewalk ahead of me were completely empty. Still unnerved, I looked back to where he had been standing to find him gone. For the briefest of moments I felt relieved, until I noticed him. He had crossed the street, and was now slightly crouched down. I couldn’t tell for sure due to the distance and the shadows, but I was certain he was facing me. I had looked away from him for no more than 10 seconds, so it was clear that he had moved fast. I was so shocked that I stood there for some time, staring at him. And then he started moving toward me again. He took giant, exaggerated tip toed steps, as if he were a cartoon character sneaking up on someone. Except he was moving very, very quickly.
I’d like to say at this point I ran away or pulled out my pepper spray or my cellphone or anything at all, but I didn’t. I just stood there, completely frozen as the smiling man crept toward me. And then he stopped again, about a car length away from me. Still smiling his smile, still looking to the sky. When I finally found my voice, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. What I meant to ask was, 'What the f*ck do you want?!' in an angry, commanding tone. What came out was a whimper, 'What the…?'
Regardless of whether or not humans can smell fear, they can certainly hear it. I heard it in my own voice, and that only made me more afraid. But he didn’t react to it at all. He just stood there, smiling. Then, after what felt like forever, he turned around, very slowly, and started dance-walking away. Just like that. Not wanting to turn my back to him again, I just watched him go, until he was far enough away to almost be out of sight. And then I realized something. He wasn’t moving away anymore, nor was he dancing. I watched in horror as the distant shape of him grew larger and larger. He was coming back my way. And this time he was running.
I ran too. I ran until I was off of the side road and back onto a better lit road with sparse traffic. Looking behind me then, he was nowhere to be found. The rest of the way home, I kept glancing over my shoulder, always expecting to see his stupid smile, but he was never there.
I lived in that city for six months after that night, and I never went out for another walk. There was something about his face that always haunted me. He didn’t look drunk, he didn’t look high. He looked completely and utterly insane. And that’s a very, very scary thing to see."
"In the late 70’s, my uncle was studying medicine at the University of Chicago. After a morning class, he decided he would hitchhike back home to Lincoln Park on the North side instead of pay for a taxi. A man drove up in a Plymouth Satellite and offered my uncle a ride. The man looked normal and seemed friendly, lighthearted even. So, my uncle got in the car and they started driving towards Lake Shore Drive.
However, once they got there, the man drove south on Lake Shore instead of north, towards Lincoln Park. My uncle told the man he was going the wrong way and to turn around and head north. The man looked at my uncle, put his hand on his knee and said, “No son, you are coming with me” and smiled darkly at him. My uncle froze in panic, and when they hit traffic near the South Shore, he quickly unlocked the passenger door and ran away without looking back.
A year or two later on a cold December day, my uncle was having coffee in a cafe with my future aunt when he caught something on the TV that made his blood run cold. He saw the man that had picked him up from school that day the year before. He had been arrested for the suspected rape and killing of over 20 young men and boys. The man on the television was John Wayne Gacy. And he had removed the door handle off the passenger side door to prevent the men he picked up from escaping."
"I was driving home from work at 2 a.m. I’m a nurse and I live in a small city. The roads were completely deserted and it was a freezing night. I don’t live far from work, maybe a couple of miles. I’m driving down a residential street around the corner from my house and I see a man laying face down in the street.
Now remember, I’m a nurse. My first thought was, “great, gotta help this guy up.” I was coming off a long shift and falls happen all the time. As I slowed down the car, I suddenly realized what an idiot move that was. I’m a 100-pound woman and I don’t carry any weapons. I thought I should do something to help the guy so I called 911 as I drove past him and slowed to a stop at the end of the block. While I was stopped at the light, I explained to the dispatcher that there was a man in the road who might need assistance.
All of a sudden, I hear a loud BANG! BANG! from the driver’s side window. I screamed and looked over. A man was pounding on my window and jiggling the handle of my locked car. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw that there was no man laying in the street. Still on the phone with 911, I screamed “I’M SO SCARED!” to the dispatcher and floored it through the red light. I quickly told him what had happened and even though I was right by my house, he told me to keep driving. After a few minutes I had calmed down and he told me to loop back around. I pulled over down the road from my house and stayed in the car. I didn’t see the man anywhere, so I got off the phone with the dispatcher who told me he was sending a police car to cruise the area.
As I gather up my things, I do a final scan of the area, and I see the man. He is walking with two other men. I hunched way down in my car until they were far down the road, then bolted into my house.”
"A few years ago, my brother would get a call on his cellphone around 2:00-3:00 a.m. every night. He would answer and it was this hellish sounding noise. Like static mixed with screams. He changed his cell number after a month of this and it stopped.
Then, after a week or so, it began again. The exact same noise. Exact same time. Finally one day he decided to back dial the call. It was an old man that had no clue what he was talking about. Still the calls persisted. If he didn’t answer, it would call a few more times. No messages were left. He decided to say screw it. Ended his contract with his phone company, switched to a new one, and then got another new number. You guessed it, the screaming static calls continued after a short delay. By this time, he was terrified every night. Unsure as to why this was happening, he dialed the number again and got a different person.
Around this time, he lost his job and his phone. The calls stopped of course. His phone was disconnected now. So one day my mom asks me to listen to this weird message she got on our home phone. It was the static screaming. We showed my brother and he was freaking out. He dialed the number again and it said the number was disconnected this time.
Never heard from it again after that."
- Eric Redding (original post written by: Mastrius )
"We have a creature called a Kuri. It is known to wait near graves of people who have died on the moor. If you walk passed one of these graves, it will latch on to you.
It slowly convinces you of its existence over the course of weeks, if not months. First you may hear a faint whisper in your ear. You may dream of it or feel a cool touch on the back of your neck. Over time its presence will start become more known. It will grab your leg in the night, start attacking you in your dreams, transpose its face onto your family members as you’re talking to them.
It will never make itself known to anyone else, making you question your own sanity. It will start talking to you, asking you to go back to the moorl
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