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Knock Knock

Title: Knock Knock

Genere and Sub-Genre:

Verbal Folklore: Horror Story (Campfire Story)

Language: English

Country of Story Origin: United States

Informant Data:

Melissa Dunham is originally from a town just outside of Chicago Illinois, before attending Dartmouth College she and her older sister would often tell each other scary stories.

Contextual Data:

The first time Mel heard this story was when she was home alone with her sister (much like the siblings in the story) and she and her sister were telling each other scary stories.

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Transcript of Audio File:

“It’s called Knock Knock. There’s this family, a brother and a sister, and their parents are out of town for the weekend. They’re told not to answer the door under any circumstances, and that the neighbors are there and that if anything happened they could go over there and ask for help.

So while their parents were gone one night, they were watching TV and then they went to bed. But, while they were sleeping they were awakened by a knock at their front door, they ignored it like their parents told them to. But, when they heard it a second time, the sister decided to go downstairs and investigate.

However, after a little bit of time, she didn’t come back. So the brother got really really worried and went to the next door neighbors house. When he arrived there, they warned hum that there was a murder in the neighbor hood that had just murdered someone within a couple of blocks of their house, and to be careful. But then the brother told them that his sister was gone and missing-he didn’t know where she was. That worried the neighbors a lot so they grabbed a gun and went over to his house top investigate. When they got there they found his sister’s body on the floor and the knife that was used to kill her on his bed.”

Informant’s Comments: Mel commented that she heard this story from her older sister when she and her older sister were home along, and that she heard when she was younger from other kids as well.

Collector’s Comments: I have heard different variations of this story, where the brother and the neighbors see the murderer behind the door or standing over the sister’s body.

Collector’s Name: Alexandra Collins

The Man in the Backseat

Title: The Man in the Backseat

General Information about Item:

Verbal Folklore: Children’s Folklore (Horror Stories)

Collected in Dartmouth College, United States.

Informant Data:

Emma Hobday was born in Arlington Virginia and is 19 years old. Before attending Dartmouth, she went to Williamsburg Middle School and Yorktown High School. In her middle school, she took drama.

Contextual Data:

During Emma’s 8th grade drama class on Halloween, her teacher decided to suspend class for the day and have everyone sit in a circle and tell ghost stories in honor of Halloween. This story stuck with her the most. Horror Stories like this one are told between friends at any time. Normally, they are told during the night to add to the ambiance and fear factor of the story.

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Transcript of Associated File:

So one day after work, she works the late shift, a woman was driving home. And it’s all dark. She’s driving on barren country road. It’s misty. She drives through the forest and she notices a car behind her, following about 50 feet back. She says, “Well that’s unusual. I usually don’t get other people on this road,” but she keeps driving. Then, out of nowhere, the car honks at her and she’s confused. I mean, she’s just driving straight on the road nobody around she’s not using her… her front beams or anything. So she just writes off. “Oh this guy…whatever….he hit the horn by accident maybe.

So she drives on for another minute and the car honks again. This time twice! She looks in the rear view mirror and it’s just a guy in a car. He’s shouting something at her, but she can’t tell. He just being an aggressive drivers. So she keeps driving. She’s getting close to her turn off and she’s looking forward to not being near that car anymore

And he honk’s again! This time three times “BEEP BEEP BEEP!” She is lost, she’s lost faith in humanity. She’s sick of it so she waves out her window to follow her as she takes the turnoff and pulls into a gas station. She gets out of the car rounds on the other driver. He rolled down his window and she shouts, “Why have you been honking at me? I’m driving fine. There’s nothing wrong. Stop being an asshole.” And the guy says, “There was a man in your back seat. Each time I honked, he’d pulled out and he was making to kill you. I just saved your life not once, not twice, but three times!” The woman isn’t sure what to think. She looks back to her car and the door opens.

Informant’s Comments: Emma said that while she doesn’t remember many of the stories, this one stuck with her.

Collector’s Comments: I have heard a variation of this story. In the variation, the car behind the woman uses her high beams to signal the woman rather than honking.

Collector’s Name: Andrew Alini

Tags/Keywords: Campfire Story, Horror Folklore