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Dog Lick

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Title: Dog Lick

General Information about Item:

  • Verbal Folklore: Children’s Folklore (Horror Stories)
  • Language: English
  • Country where Item is from: United States

Informant Data:

Sharon Bian was born in New Haven, Connecticut in 1997 and grew up in the surrounding area. Sharon attended public school in New Haven county. She currently attends Dartmouth College and studies Engineering Sciences. In her free time, she likes to go camping and play frisbee.

Contextual Data:

Sharon heard this story at the age of 10 from her older cousin while camping at Sleeping Giant State Park in Connecticut. As a child the story freaked her out, but it was tradition for all the children to tell scary stories while camping.

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Transcript of Associated File:

I went on a lot of camping trips with my family when I was little and my cousin would come with us a lot of times and one time when I was 10 she told me a horror story about a little girl and her dog and it was quite traumatizing to me at the time and I definitely remember it in great detail. So the story goes that the little girl is home alone for the first time because her parents are going out. And she only has her dog for company. And she is  quiet nervous to be home alone for the first time so she locks all her door and windows and she goes to bed and she always has her dog sleeping next to her under the bed. And whenever she gets scared she would like put her hand down and, and like maybe she’ll pet the dog or the dog would lick her hand and then she’ll know that she’d be safe. So she goes to bed and everything is normal and sometime in the middle of the night  she’ll hear like, she hears like a whimpering noise, like behind a wall or something she wakes up and gets scared but puts her hand down under her bed  and she feels like a lick on her hand so she calms down and goes back to bed. And then she wakes up later to the same noise and she wakes up puts her hand down, feels a lick, gets calm again and falls asleep. This happens repeatedly until… then there’s a new noise and this is like  a weird dripping noise. So she is pretty frightened at this point, she gets up and feels her way through the dark room and walks down the hallway and opens the bathroom. And in the bathroom she sees her dead mutated dog disemboweled hanging in the shower with blood pooling all over the floor. So that is the story and I guess the question is who was licking her hand?

Informant’s Comments:

“That scared me a lot when I was little and I still remember it to this day.”

Collector’s Comments:

Campfire Storys were told from child to child making this children’s folklore. The story may not seem scary now, but they are scary for children.

Collector’s Name: Sydney Zhou

Tags/Keywords: Horror, Children Folklore, Campfire Stories

Liver Theft

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Title: Liver Theft

General Information about Item:

Children’s Folklore (Horror Stories)

This story was collected at Dartmouth College,  United States

Informant Data:

Abby Star is 18 years old and goes to Dartmouth College. She is from Maine. She is from a family of 6 (including her).

Contextual Data:

Abby heard this story when she was 8 years old. She saw a cd on the bookshelf called “Scary Stories to Spook/Haunt the Soul” and she was curious and decided to play it. While she heard many stories, this one 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:

It starts with this guy, ok, and he is on his first date with this chick. And he meets her at a bar and they start talking. She’s really beautiful. He’s feeing pretty good about the date. They sit down and she’s like “alright I’ll buy us some drinks.” and He’s like “ok” and they have more and more conversations and she’s starting looking down. She’s not having the best time and he’s like “what’s up are you good is it something u need to talk about?”

And she’s like “I don’t know. I’ve had a lot on my mind lately. My brother he is in hospital right now. We don’t know whether or not he’s going to live. We are trying to find an organ donor for him. His liver is having problems and my dad is trying to raise some money to make that happen.” And the guy was like, “oh gosh I’m really sorry that’s really awful is there anything I can do to help?” and she is like “oh you can always donate to the fund.” And the guy is like “ok ill make sure ill do that… donate to the fund.” The guy finishes his drink and he’s like all right. I’m going to get another drink.” She’s like “oh actually I got it. It’s ok. I know the bartender really well. He gives me free drinks.” He gets another drink and things getting a bit better now. She’s starting to perk up again. He’s starting to feel better overall.

A while later, they’re talking some more and he’s starts feeling tired. He’s like “maybe I should stop drinking.” So he gets some water. When she offers to get him another drink, he’s like, “I’m all set. I’m going to take it easy tonight.” As he is drinking his cup of water and talking to this girl, he starts to get really tired. He starts seeing things out the corners of his eyes. Colors are getting brighter and then dimmer and then dull. Things are getting strange and he’s like “whoa I’m not doing so well.” He asked to go to the bathroom. He goes to the bathroom. He’s getting pretty close to blacking out. He’s starting to hallucinate. There are people in his vision. He’s not having a great time and he passes out.

He wakes up in a little bit later. He wakes up in his bathtub. He’s like “that was a really strange dream man. “I hope that chick was ok and she’s not worrying about me.” He turns and his buddy’s there and he’s like “hey what are you doing here.”

He (his buddy) says, “You’ve been out for a long time. We were wondering where u were and the police got involved and everything. Like are you ok? The ambulance is coming right now.” And he’s like “what” and he (buddy) like “look down.”

And he looks down at himself in the bathtub and he’s up to his neck in water and basically his own blood and his guts have been cut open. And he’s freaking out and he asks his buddy what’s going on and his buddy says, “your liver is gone you have a couple hours left to live.”

Informant’s Comments:

  • This story scared her when she heard it (Also being 8 years old)

Collector’s Comments:

  • I have heard horror stories about someone stealing your organs in the passing but not the complete version of the story before.

Collector’s Name:  Andrew Alini

Tags/Keywords: Horror Folklore, Scary Stories, Children’s Stories

The Man in the Backseat

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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