It's a waiting game..

Length: Medium

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I saw the flashing of blue and red in my rear view mirror. Shit, I thought as I pulled over on the side of the road. It was dark out, early morning, and I’d been drinking at a friend’s house.

“I need you to blow in this,” he said, and shoved a breathalyzer in my face. “That’ll do.” he said as he waited for the result.

“Officer, I’m sorry, I only had one beer about an hour ago-”

“Not according to this, you didn’t” he cut me off. There was no way out of this. I knew I was going to get thrown in the tank and lose my licence.

“Officer, if you just let me drive home I promise it won’t happen again”. As he pulled on a pair of black, leather gloves, he began speaking:

“You know, I don’t care if drunks idiots like yourself drive home and kill yourselves. I do care if you hurt someone else. Let me tell you a story: When I was a rookie I let a guy just like you drive home even though he blew over the limit. On his way back he hit two kids playing in the street; both died on impact. I hate drunk drivers.”

I was incensed by his story, and the implication that I was some kind of child killer simply because I decided to get myself home after a night out instead of taking a cab. I figured I had nothing to lose anyway.

“Look officer, that's your problem. If you’ve got some vendetta against drunk drivers leave it at the door, and if that story is true then maybe you shouldn’t even be a cop.”

“Those are some astute observations,” he said, unholstering his pistol. Why didn’t I stop somewhere well lit? “And you’re certainly right about one thing,” Somewhere I could see his badge? It was too late.

“I’m not a cop”.

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that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.

Hey! 

I have something for you all to keep you up all night. (You should thank me it’s final week season.)

So Ed Hermanski was a high school teacher, who started to tell an extremely scary story to his history class. 

And by scary, I mean it was scary enough for it to be in a newspaper article and for many people requesting it to be made into a movie. 

Hermanski tells kids at the start to leave if they become too frightened. A few actually exit early. Others, even honor students and tough jocks, cannot sleep afterward.

What’s REALLY mysterious about this story is how MANY people report extremely strange things happening afterwards. For example, the power turning on and off and mysterious noises.

I’ve attached an audio of the story. One student decided to record it one day. It’s a long listen and remember listen at your own risk.

AUDIO RECORDING OF THE STORY

LISTEN TO IT HERE

If this one crashes too, I’ll personally upload the audio file to tumblr

Also here’s some more information about the story itself

Here’s a thread where you can read testimonials

A blogpost written by a girl who experienced some intense things after hearing the story

This thread gives descriptions of the story (SPOILERS) as well as testimonials by students of Hermanski’s class

This is the first time one of my own posts is scaring me. 

Small glass jars of assorted animal teeth!