長篇英文鬼故事
在古代有著魂鬼和魄鬼的分別，這一分別,表現(xiàn)了古代人們對自身靈與肉的認(rèn)識與思考,特別是對自我精神個體的眷戀，下面這些是小編為大家推薦的幾篇長篇英文鬼故事
長篇英文鬼故事：Wife after midnight
Midnight, Mr Yu struggled up from his sleep, he found himself in rags, smell the smell, the smell of alcohol giving out he can't remember what happened last night, also don't understand why I wake up, looked at the side and not the figure of his wife, he walked out of the bedroom, the wife silently wear clothes, like going out.
It's so late, where are you going, he asked.
Wife is silent, it makes him feel strange, a satisfied ge, type a and then he thought, is yesterday drank wine back trouble, his wife must be very angry, now want to run away from home back. He stopped to stop his wife and showed a servile, beg for forgiveness, same way: it's so late, don't go, I promise this is the last time.
Wife seems unmoved, no any response, casual and walked out of the door when he is the air.
He felt very guilty, then follow up, it's so late, he also have to protect the safety of his wife.
Along the way, he is hard to explain, this banquet is how important, how he sucked, but his wife always ignore him, he looked at his wife, moonlight, his wife's pale, there seems to be no color. Then, he also quiet, maybe he saw his wife's despair.
It also seems to be very cold, he took off his coat to help his wife boarded, pulled his wife's hand, by the way. I saw his wife did not resist, his heart was also slightly warm warm, there is still room for rotary thinking about things. Yi, the original wife hands so cold, so long way, such a cold day, the wife must be freezing.
The street was empty, implicit and off broken lamps, let a person can't see a curved road, Mr Yu didn't come to this place, this is not his wife when the back way.
The road suddenly jumped out a dog, I saw the eyes green, bad wear conditions, Mr Yu hurriedly block in front of his wife, a dog seems to be scared, run to a deep, figure in panic. He was thinking, only the Wolf's eyes is green, but now in the city or the countryside, had gone the Wolf, he wondered, this is a dog or a Wolf. He also looked at his wife, even the dogs are afraid of his wife at ordinary times for the two eyes green animal, he clenched his wife's hand, only to find that still is ice, why go for such a long time, hasn't put his wife's hands warm hot?
Go straight on for nearly two hours, he found his wife stopped footstep, see in front of him was a graveyard, wife keeled over a grave. Mr Yu more speechless, what family buried here, he don't know. By moonlight, she saw his wife's tears.
Yu. This is his wife's first words tonight.
Ah. Mr Yu said.
Three years ago now, because you dinner party drink, drink to death on the spot, not worth. Yu ah, every day without you, having a hard time ah, yu... '. Wife of some of the tomb, mouthful of telling the bitterness.
Mr Yu looked grave, is your own!
長篇英文鬼故事：In the middle of the night, don't brush their hair in the mirror
The fourth JieYueShi in school library and had no one else, just left myself, at this time, is already 5 o 'clock in the evening, is the time to dinner, but I forgot hungry, because I found a book in the corner on the cover of the dusty books, cover, and I just want to see, fell off a small piece of paper from the inside. I put the book aside and picked up a small piece of paper and read: in the middle of the night, don't mirror comb my hair. Otherwise it will caused of the ghost
Beat. I threw the pieces on the ground, go back to get the book, the book was missing.
No, I was the only one here, I was on the edge.
Meanwhile, all of a sudden sound of footsteps outside, who also at this time to the library? I couldn't help shivering.
The door opened and miss li is administrator.
The classmates, I want to lock the door, please get out of here, want to borrow books, come back tomorrow.
Ok, I stand up, left the fourth JieYueShi. When he left, I picked up the little piece of paper.
But not the strip in that book, it is strange.
Soon, I will forget about it.
I am a student of new switch to the new turn of resident student of this school, a surprising number two this years, the school dormitories are full of people, only one bedroom, that is the 213 bedroom I live now. Heard that the 4 individual as long as you live in the dormitory, there will be a bad thing to happen. But I don't believe this evil, don't live it, let me live? Don't forget, I just came in, with the floor of the students to look at me like that, although everyone parted his lips, but in the eyes is full of hostility, like I itself is a ghost. Then you told me that before there was a man lived in, called west beauty, however, after her to really brought the disaster to here, of course, this is the series of happened later, she told me.
Jun is a dormitory, and lay with her small crystal and chopped o, they are very cute girl.
I don't believe in ghosts, also never go to her. Because my hair is very long, but the quality is bad, like a pile of straw, so, my friends just call me straw, come here, you can also so call me, this more or less or a bit of a psychological comfort.
For a month, nothing happens all the time, I think, you much less hostile to me.
Ha ha, I still have a lot of popularity.
But today, I saw such a strange thing happened, I think so, so I don't mind, now that I think about it, if I can really pay attention to one thing, the more good, might not be the next so much has happened.
On night lessons, I went back to the dormitory, tomorrow want to take an examination of modern literary works, in the evening I had to burn the midnight oil reading, you accompany me, she is here to love learning, small crystal and chopped, sleep early. When I finish see, raise my hand look at the table, is already 5 points and 12 points. Got out of bed, I walked to the toilet.
Very quiet in the corridor, I heard from a distance from the bathroom wash water. It's so late, who was there to do? Through the bathroom, I have to look inside a look, a girl, wearing a white nightgown, inside is shampoo, it looks like washed about, is using the wooden comb brush, water trickled from the hair down, put back all wet. Entering a shampoo, also not afraid to do.
Turn me into the next to the toilet.
The faucet in the toilet is broken, I can only to the bathroom to wash their hands.
The girl is still there, also comb in her hair. I went in, and she across a faucet, wash wash your hands. Her hair is long, it's dark, I envy this is hair, except that his hair like straw.
Her hair half blocked the face, I can't see who is she, is my classmate, met don't say "hello" is not good, and I'm new here. I looking by her hair turned to the faucet above the mirror, to see who she is.
In the mirror, I can't see her face, her face is in front of the hair. She kept on comb with the comb her hair, is more terrible, from her wet hair, not water drips, but blood.
I froze. Let the water in the faucet at the hand.
I twist a head and look at the reality of her, her hair is dripping on the water, not the blood.
Oh my god, what's going on.
Do you want a comb?
A hand out to me, is that girl's hand, white, no color in hand. There is a wooden comb.
Of course I can't pick up her comb, but not obedient hand reached in the past. Was about to run into the comb, suddenly I found also trickled drops of blood from the comb.
No, no
I woke up suddenly, quickly ran out of the bathroom.
Just to the door of the bedroom, then saw the girl walked out of the bathroom with a basin.
Oh my god, I quickly opened the bedroom door. You were in sleep. I cross the door latch, came to the bed. By moonlight, I see, is now 12 points 5 points.
In the middle of the night, don't mirror comb my hair. Otherwise you will put the ghost drawing reminds me of the note.
I didn't sleep well this night, close your eyes, the eyes are the glisten is blood girl kept comb my hair. It was not until dawn, I a little sleepy.
Opened his eyes, no one in the bedroom, look at the table, only 6 more, what's the matter, at that time, everyone in the company of bed bug, what's the matter today? I get up, going to wash my face.
Ah? Corridor there how so many people, no, wash face also want to line up? I went with basin.
Some students leave the crowd, came out. I just want to find out what had happened to them, they are a twisted face away, like avoid athel loren? No matter they are, I must go and see.
Approached the crowd, you give me get out of the way in silence a word, today is what's the matter, if don't want to meet me. But instead so that I can see the inside of the scene. A girl, wearing a white pajamas, long hair, dark and dense, between some black hair, it is the blood. She was already dead.
She said last night, the hair is a little dirty, very urticant, just want to wash, who knew that a go and never came back appears to be that girl lay with her classmates while crying on the side of my classmates said.
Said that while looking at me.
Straw, you go to the toilet is in the middle of the night yesterday? Is your voice.
Oh my god, you doubt me, I did nothing.
Should I tell you about the paper?
I didn't tell you what the note, they will not believe me, and I didn't do anything. These days, I clearly feel more hostile to me suddenly a lot of everyone. I wanted to regain the trust of, but unexpectedly, the same thing happened again soon.
One day, school literary club open SheQing party. Jun is a member of the literary club, she didn't come back until half past eleven in the evening.
Have chopped the sleep, small crystal went to her cousin's house, I don't know also don't come back. Only me, still looking at a novel. Especially beautiful on that day, back to the bedroom also constantly look into a mirror.
You put the hair dish up, now, she removed her hair, it looks like is going to sleep. I see she picked up a wooden comb, hesitated, and began to comb my hair.
Well, I also sleep, gently say a good night sleep.
Also don't know how long did it take, I suddenly woke up. See my luminous watch, just at half past twelve. How so I didn't go to sleep for a while. I turned over, head outside and then slept.
Just close your eyes, suddenly feel wrong, and I slowly open.
No lights in the dorms. By moonlight, I saw one in front of the mirror, comb my hair.
Is you.
Looked at myself in the mirror, she focused straight eyes blink also not blink, hands up and down on mechanically with a comb swinging.
You comb it for an hour?
From now I can't see it in the direction of the mirror, nature also can't see your face. I gently down the bed, quietly walk like.
Jun? Are you all right? Jun's face is block on the hair, I still can't see, helpless, and I look to the mirror.
Jun's face also was held up by the hair, I don't see.
I can't help but hit a cold war. The same thing happen again, unfortunately, twice, was I saw.
At this time, she pick up beside of gel water, began to spray head. Where is it gush out of the water, clear is blood ah. The blood trickled down the prince hair to her, and flow to the ground. But she didn't want to stop.
Because I was close to her, there are some spray to my face, even. I see in the mirror there was blood all over his face, like just killed people.
Oh my god, I looked down to see, no blood, only some makeup water.
No, this time I can no longer stand by and I don't believe it really a ghost. Me a hand grabbed the hand comb, lying on the floor.
Gentleman turned a sharp jerk, looked at me: why don't you let me comb your hair? I want to comb your hair, to me, and I will comb your hair!
Day, dear. On jun turned his head, her hair to float up, I see her face.
It is better to watch.
In the moonlight, I see, your black eye gradually turned white, finally black. Her mouth nor blood, like eyes, turned to white. Also, there are also the eyebrows, it's not you, it is a ghost ah.
In the middle of the night, don't mirror comb my hair. Or you might bring the ghost recruit to comb my hair, the prince of the demons is she drew, on her body.
At this time, I could not get the sense out of gas. Is not I, but, or in front of the ghost put his hand on my neck, stubs, and also constantly shout: let me comb your hair, comb for me, I want to comb my hair, I feel I have to out of breath, as long as she again hard, my neck will be broken. Gentleman is not so strong, she must not gentleman.
Yes, my mind began to blur. I don't believe in ghosts, I don't believe, but in front of the image and how to explain?
All of a sudden, I shine at the moment, all of a sudden fell to the ground. Jun also collapsed, pressure on me.
Is a small crystal came back, she turned on the light, chopped, wake up, the ghost is evidently gone, jun is in a coma.
You this is how to return a responsibility? I came back, you will be like this? Small crystal and looked at me, you is what?
It seems that I have to tell them about the note.
That's it, breath, I said all I know.
Chopped, listen to and speak slowly: how do you let us believe you? Do you have any evidence?
Evidence? Of course, the note I am back. I hurriedly find out my clothes in the library, that day from her pocket a small piece of paper, chopped o pass. Chopped o pass small crystal looked at again. Small crystal took the note, saying nothing.
Straw, this is your evidence? Chopped o said.
Yes, if I, also won't believe a piece of paper, and who will write, and anyone can write a note.
What he didn't write it? The small crystal handed the note to me.
What? No word? I took the note, above has some creases, it is not a word.
At noon the next day, you wake up, right one night but what also can't remember what happened.
Thank god, if you dead, I think I can't stay in this school.
Chopped, is a little don't believe what I said, only a small crystal, she is curious about everything, willing to help me. She took the initiative to go to the library to find the book help me to find the evidence. A week passed quickly.
Have a test again tomorrow, have to burn the midnight oil tonight. All 9 PM, jun, small crystal and chopped, hasn't come back, I hand stick to books, but read around the mouth of the person and, unconsciously fell asleep.
Don't know how long, I wake up, after all, is to test the sleep also false, look at the table, less than 10 points, well, then look.
Small crystal hasn't come back, she at cousin's house again today, chopped and jun how didn't come back. Seems this bedroom tonight I was the only one.
Tossed, feeling my hair sticky. My hair is so bad, always stick together, should comb a comb. But the hand just to comb, I paused again, I thought of the sayings.
Should ok, less than 10 points. I picked up the wooden comb.
Front of the mirror, I look so bad, your hair is like a pile of straw, no wonder everyone call me straw. According to the mirror, I brushed the hair.
, second, today's special to smooth hair, comb the more feel more comfortable, so I kept brushing her, didn't want to stop.
What time is it? I have to continue to read a book, I looked up at the clock on the wall, was like my whole body blood coagulation.
The clock on the wall, display the time is 5 points and 12 points. Oh, I see the hour hand and the minute hand backwards, it is possible that this small negligence will be my life. I want to stop, no longer hair, but hand it may not seem like my own, also in the comb, comb continually. Foot also important root, can't move.
All of a sudden, I felt like someone was watching me outside the window, I slowly turn your head to the window, the dark outside the window, a woman's face appears in the window, her hair covered more than half a face, I can't see her appearance, only find her hair is very black, good tight.
If I could have her hair? Day, I how can have such idea. This is no time now?
Look out of the window, the woman was gone. Is my wrong, this is the second floor.
Come back to look at the mirror, I got a fright. In the mirror is me? My clothes, my shoes, even my hair like straw. But when I will comb his hair at the front.
I suddenly feel that the man in the mirror, not me, is that woman, also is the comb my hair and bring the ghost.
At this time, the woman looked up, comb the hair into two sides, I finally can see her face, her face, and my face.
Come on, let's comb your hair, her voice came from the mirror, precisely, I didn't hear it, her voice directly to my head.
I obediently according to her appearance, comb his hair a little bit to the front, covered my face. I said obedience is my hand, my mind told me, don't listen to her, don't believe her.
The hair a little longer, a little messy, cutting. She handed me a pair of scissors from the mirror.
Seems a little long, cut, cut, I took the scissors, cut the hair in front of a mirror. Hair is broken, but were bleeding from the inside. Flow along the hair in my face, I feel my blood is good, just like my hair, I can't help but the with his tongue, my blood is so cool. Through my hair and my blood is looking at my face in the mirror, and at this point, I think such good fun, the more blood flow, the more I happy. My right hand with left hand holding combs, scissors to cut the hair comb.
Blood flow all over me quickly, I is the flow of blood in the mirror. At this point, I was completely at the mercy of the mirror visitor.
I stood a little a bit on the right, the right of the hair can't see, I will move a step to the left. Instead of fell to the ground, step in his left foot stepped on something, I didn't stop, all of a sudden fell down, in the hands of the scissors and comb also dumped out.
What I am doing, I suddenly came to my god, my own consciousness is back. Not that I don't believe in ghosts? How at the mercy of the ghost.
Quickly picked up a comb, pick it up! The woman shouted in the mirror.
Don't take, I just don't get! I rest at the death yell, once I picked up a comb, and I was at the mercy of her.
I feel put out his hands from the mirror, tug on my hand now, shall I go to pick up the comb, I held his hand back.
What do you think you don't take back to comb you won't die?
Yes, I do not believe there is ghost in this world, I don't under your thumb, I don't die! I frantically cried, I think people all over the world can hear my cry.
I feel my energy is becoming more and more small, on the face of the blood is all over the floor, no one else in the dormitory, not like last time, you have me to help her, now I can only rely on myself.
Soon I lost my voice, and is about to encounter a comb with his fingertips. The power of the people without the power of the ghost? Alas, poor the people who do not believe in ghosts, I were to die today, in the hands of a ghost.
My hand into a fist, I do the final struggle, I must stick it out.
The door opened and a small crystal, chopped, jun rushed in.
Jun, I said yes, the voice of small crystal, straw, you don't listen to her words, believe in yourself it is the night I hear the last sentence.
Finally, I woke up, this is three days later. Three of my roommates to watch over me, in haven't felt so warm for a long time.
Want to thank most is a small crystal, she proved these weird things has nothing to do with me. After that day, she listen to my words, and believe what I said is true, although I didn't take out the evidence. That a few days, she went to the library to find the book I said.
I haven't found for six days, to find, you have an accident that day, I found a book in the library very old yearbooks, on which there is a relevant article, several years ago, our school there is a girl, she has a head of long fine hair, later, she got a disease, make her hair slowly away.
From then on she hated those long, thick hair. Before long, she died. After her death, the anger will set together, every time when someone is in the middle of the comb my hair, her she will come to find that person
But you and I not die? I interrupted a small crystal.
Because, to come to you is not a ghost, anger is, the more you believe in the existence of her, the more powerful the gas will become, if you don't believe her, that her strength will reduce. Did not believe, you and your ghost, so not dead. If you see her again, the best way is to throw away a comb, more don't look at the mirror. Little crystal is very earnest of say.
If I thought to myself, then I'm going to throw away a comb is not good?
Why did you don't remember what happened to that day? I look at you asked.
Inhibition of the that, it may be king didn't you strong? You have an accident that day, is you to help you out of the woman, and three days ago, is you by herself off her. Looking at the small crystal that serious like I couldn't help laughing. Well, originally it is difficult to solve some mystery.
Actually I also want to thank the woman, if it weren't for her, my roommates also believe I am can bring the unfortunate man? And now we have was a friend of trouble.
A week later.
Oh my god, I fell asleep, today is the birthday of small crystal say everybody to want to happy night, but I actually fell asleep in the meeting room. Looking at shockheaded himself in the mirror, I picked up the comb hastily.
Click my watch told me that it is 12 o 'clock.
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