Her Name
It wasn’t a big deal at first, you know? It was just another story online, one you’d read in the comments of a YouTube video, designed to scaring you into posting it on eight other videos. You know the kind, where you die a horrible death or your crush will reject you if you don’t spread the word? I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but now it’s the only thing I can think about.
The comment started by saying that “she hasn’t left [the poster] alone in days” and “by reading this, she’ll come for you.” I don’t even remember the exact wording because it was late and I was tired and I’d seen a hundred other comments like it before.
I forgot all about it.
Until she started coming after me.
It started with little things. A flash in the corner of my vision, a strange shadow on the hallway floor. Then it got worse. I started to hear whispering when I was alone in the house, giggling, the sound of footsteps. I now know that she was teasing me. Sort of like how a cat will clamp its paw over a mouse’s tail and bat at it before it kills it.
Mirrors were the worst. She liked to stand just out of frame when I was brushing my hair, so when I shifted my head to get the other side, she would be there, standing next to the bookshelf, with her long, tangled hair, matted with blood, falling down her shoulders. And that grin.
Oh, God, that grin.
Her teeth were always bloody. I was never sure if it was her blood, or… I don’t even know.
Every night it seemed to get worse. I would see her on my way to class, in the rear view mirror of my car, dragging her talon-like fingernails across her own, rotting flesh as I stared in abject terror.
For a while I put it off to sleep deprivation. Finals, you know?
And then she came to me.
It was late, so late it was technically early. I couldn’t sleep because all I could hear was her giggling. I covered my face with the pillow and shut my eyes tight, when I felt something cold on my hand.
I was paralyzed with fear. It was sharp and it was cold and it was moving down my arm towards my elbow.
“Come out to play,” she said in that lilting, upsetting voice I’d heard one too many times before.
I screamed and sat up but she was gone. For the moment.
My biggest mistake was when I talked to her. I’d just stepped out of the shower and she was right there when I opened the curtains. I shrieked and stumbled back and she leaned down to me.
“Why?” I asked. “Why are you doing this?”
She told me why. It was because I knew something about her. That altercation ended with a serious head injury that landed me in the hospital.
That’s where I am now.
I can’t take this anymore. I’m just one person, it’s too much. I know what I have to do. I think I always knew.
God, I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.
Her name is Nora. She should be there soon.
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When He Fell In The Shower I Was All Like LOL, But Then He Was Unconcious So I Serious’d
her name is nora. she should be ther soon.
): no, no. you got it wrong! my name is DORA.
short for doraemon but the last couple times i tried to get you people to pronounce it you screwed it up.
but at least they didn’t confuse me for nora back then, jeeze.
No-no-no-no Nora! No-no-no Nora! No-no-no Nora! No-no-no Nora!
Nora Nora Nora is a stalker!
You and extra-creepy stalker Nora
Grab Your Backpack!
Let’s flee!
Run away!
Fucking curse!
You can’t flee from her!
Hey! Hey!
No-no Nora, No-no Nora
Victims, no escaping! Victims, no escaping!
“OH SHI-”
Nora is a stalker!
Sorry. It was a good pasta, but that was the first thing that popped into my head when I read the ending
Please that’s ridiculous.
Oh, brb, someone at the door.
Predictable ending, but otherwise, very good pasta. Seconds are welcomed x]
My grandma’s name was nora
fuck you nora come here ill fuck you in the eye socket fucking bitch
i’m in yer bathroom mirror, watchin’ you pee! :D
Damnit. I always read the last part first.
WHAT THE HELL, MAN?! Us dark haired girls need love too, asshole! What did I ever do to you?!
Poor Nora, now she has go around and kill people because of you. I hope your happy.
really liked this story! COOL!
im not showering or going to bed anymore : )
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
Her name is Nora…She should be there soon…
In Silent Hill that is…
ok im freacking sorry but this thing scared the shit out of me
im really sorry….
Her name is Nora. She should be there soon.
lol i read da last sentence… then I read it again… then I simultaneously shat brix and had my head went ker-boom/splat…
BUT THEN WHO WAS UNDEAD COMMENTER?
But who was ohshi-
Oh, sorry about the teeth thing I was eating fruitrollups. <3
BUT WHO WAS CURTAIN!
Funny end, Idk why, “she will be there soon” part just made me laugh a little. Guess it didnt really fit the story. lol
BUT THEN WHO WAS SHOWER?
that part where the grin thing goes on…. reminds of that smile.jpg I had nightmares for a week after seeing it
Is there any actual discernible difference between this story and “Witness” aside from a few specific details?
You cannot possibly contest a good ol’ fashion insomniac.
I REALLY LIKED THIS..LOL.. GOOD JOB!
see, my problem with these lie in the story itself. It’s just another ‘read this and pass it on or you’ll die’, just with more detail, and saying ‘oh the rest are fake, but not this one’
0/10.
So… She knocks her down in the shower… and says that she knows something about her… But it’s too vague to actually be any help…. But she still knows what her name is despite never having met this person, monster, thing…. Wait, What?
“You know something about me.” she says. To which I reply ” Yeah… I know that YOU ARE A SCARY BITCH NOW GTFO of my bathroom.. I’m taking a shit…”
Mmhmm, I think you got it wrong. My name is actually, “THE GAME”
God damn it. I don’t spread rumors about you, asshole.