False Photo of Injured Ferguson Police Officer Darren Wilson

A photo showing the injuries of Ferguson, Mo. police officer, Darren Wilson, from his encounter with Michael Brown Jr. shortly before Brown’s death on August 9, 2014 is a hoax. The image is being circulated under false pretenses and does not depict Officer Darren Wilson of the Ferguson MO Police Department. The facebook post includes the following text:

"Why aren’t the media releasing the photos of Police Officer Darren Wilson’s injuries after he was assaulted by “the unarmed black teenager”? He was punched in the face before he emptied his weapon into the drugged “unarmed teenager”—here is what a broken eye socket looks like”

Another Version

“Since it’s unlikely the controlled left-extremist media will show you this photo, here it is. Look what that 18 year old did to this police officer, but I guess Holder and Sharpton forgot to mention this. He was slammed repeatedly in the face before he emptied his weapon into the drugged “unarmed teenager” when the thug approached to hit him some more—here is what a broken eye socket looks like:”

The photo actually shows injured motocross driver Jim McNeil, who broke several bones in his face during a practice ride with a friend and was taken in 2006. Posted on this site in 2010: http://etnies.com/blog/2006/10/10/jim-mcneil-face-plants-ouch/

The false photo above began circulating as a mislabeled pic of Darren Wilson, on or about September 2, 2014.

Source: http://urbanlegendsonline.com/false-photo-injured-ferguson-police-officer-darren-wilson/

The Tails Doll Curse

Ever played Sonic R? Possibly a small percent of you have heard of the ‘tails doll’. Here is ONE of the stories I have heard of from my close friend.

A man came home from work with a gift for his son. He had picked up a new video game for him, Sonic R. It was a racing game and when he gave his son the gift, he was so excited to get it and play it right away. That night he played the game with his son and they had a great time. A couple of days later the boy was almost finished with the game. His dad was there in his room when he beat the last boss and he roared in excitement when he finially did it. He smiled and asked him how he liked the game as he watched the credits screen. “W-what’s that?” He asked the boy when The Tails Doll appeared on the screen. The boy said it was the Tails Doll, that was all he knew.

He told his son it was time for bed. During the night, the curious father went into the boy’s room and turned on the TV very quietly to play the game for a while himself. He noticed that he now had the option to play as “Tails Doll.” He chose him to tag up with some of the gang.

The game was fun until he tagged him up with Sonic. The screen went black when the game system shut itself down. The man decided it was time for him to go to sleep since he had to work in the morning so he crept out of his son’s room and went to lay in bed with his wife.

At around 2:00am he woke up when he heard thumps on his door. He assumed it was his son getting up to ask him to get him something. He told the boy to “Stop go back to bed.” The thumping kept happening and at one point he noticed a little shadow coming from under the door.

“Tails” kept popping into his head. He got out of bed and slowly opened the door. Then he heard someone say this very softly, “You are coming with me… forever.” It was a doll. An evil, blood-covered, possessed little doll. It was the doll from the game, it had to be.

Source: http://urbanlegendsonline.com/the-tails-doll-curse/

The Thousand Steps

Behind a rusty, broken gate at the top of the bluffs overlooking the Mississippi in Eagle Point Park (Clinton, Iowa) is an ancient set of steps plagued with tragedy and wrought with mysteries and fables. Locals call them the “Thousand Steps”, and they were built in the 1930′s along with the rest of the neighboring park to allow access from the top of the bluffs to the beach below. Although originally used frequently by families and other people looking for a scenic hike, the stairs soon fell into disuse and began to decay- becoming filled with holes, structural cracks, and covered in slippery moss, making them very dangerous to use.

But of course, nothing compels children to do something more than being told not to do it.

In the 1960′s, it soon became a right of passage to descend the stairs and live- which many children and adults did successfully, but many others did not. Dozens of children died attempting to master the stairs every year all the way the 70′s, when attempts finally slowed and with it, the death toll until it was down to one per year, where it remains at today.

However, an obviously dangerous set of steps does not a legend make – it’s what began to happen after the many deaths that make the steps so intriguing. Frequent reports of ghost sightings, the confirmed discovery of human remains and even rumors that the sight used to be a Native American “Indian” burial ground began to circulate and gain credibility over the years.

The steps still stand today, as dangerous and mystifying as they were 50 years ago. If none of the legends are true – the burial ground, the human remains, or the ghosts – the death toll still stands. More than 20 people lost their lives on those steps, and the question remains… Who is the next victim?

Source: http://urbanlegendsonline.com/thousand-steps/

Camping Tales of Terror

The telling of supernatural tales is a long-held, cherished tradition among campers. As they sit around a crackling fire in the dark of night, chilling stories are told of vengeful ghosts and threatening monsters. But these stories, told and retold year after year, are just that - stories.

Yet unexplained things sometimes really do occur out there in the woods at night. Here are some true tales of the paranormal reported by campers. Ghosts, strange creatures, UFOs and mysterious phantoms - encounters that are sure to creep back to mind the next time you're camping.

White Mountains Creature

K.H. was camping at a National Forest campground in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. On night, after his wife and daughter had falled asleep, he was sitting by the fire when he heard a noise...

This was different than the usual bear grunt. It was more like someone sneaking in the trees. I immediately grabbed the flashlight. What I saw haunts me even now. I saw a being in the trees. It was naked. It looked gray. And this sounds crazy, but it looked like a person, but not really. It was hunched down, very muscular and its legs were backward, like a bird's. Then it quickly turned and bounded off down the hill. I couldn't even follow it with my light. We left the next day. We went back to the same campground this year. Back to the same site. Again, I stayed up late poking the fire and reading. It was maybe one or two in the morning when I heard a noise. I shined the light in that direction. That same creature, being, whatever, was there. It looked exactly the same as I'd remembered from last year. It just sat there, crouched at the small tree line that separates the campsites. I slowly walked toward it. I tried not to make any threatening moves or gestures. I got to within 20 feet when it just jumped backward and disappeared. It looked like it might be five to six feet high if it stood up. It was definitely gray. It had human features, but more leathery. And its face was very wide. Its eyes were so big, and, even though they reflected light, they still looked black, like two intensely black marbles. Its legs were very muscular, but turned backward. I know what I saw. It was real. - Kevnh

Phantom Campers

Nightraven and friend Todd were camping at a cabin in the Upper Peninsula Of Michigan. They were waiting for other friends to arrive when they had an unexplained experience...

At about 9:30 p.m., it was getting dark, and we were beginning to worry about Randy and Tommy. Only a few moments later, we saw car lights at the front of the cabin. We were in the middle of nowhere, so it had to be them. We heard the car doors open, heard Randy and Tommy as plain as day. I yelled. "We're on the deck." The car doors closed, we heard footsteps rounding the corner... and at the point that someone would have rounded the corner... it was silent. I looked at Todd. He was looking at me. It was quiet. I yelled, "Hey, Randy. Hey, Tommy." We got up and walked around front, and... nothing. No car, no people, no sound. Ninety minutes later, the phone rang. It was Todd's mother calling to inform us that at 9:30 that evening, a fatal traffic accident involving Randy and Tommy took place 30 miles from the cabin. It's almost as if they just wanted to keep our tradition alive. - Nightraven

Clark Road Mental Facility

Emily was a beautiful woman who lived at the Clark Road Mental Facility in Sarasota, FL since she was 7 years old, admitted there by her parents who knew Emily to be disturbed at a young age. Since she was a long time resident, hers was a life well-known. She had long, river-like, marble white hair that was barely tinted blonde and dark, beckoning eyes. This patient was difficult to say no to. If she wanted extra food at the cafeteria, so be it. No drugs that day, she got it. She was character disturbed, one of the documented symptoms as being “charming”, and she was being carefully watched because of her condition. Her conditions were many including Schizophrenia and multiple personality disorder.

The fire that closed down the mental institution was set by one of Emily’s alter-egos. Then, at age 32, she had attempted to escaped the asylum after by hiding out during the evacuation of the building. She died in the fire that day, so near to her escape, and never made it out. It is thought her spirit lives there still but wanders the entire Sarasota area.

RE-POST THIS IN THE NEXT 12 MIN OR SHE’LL FLY TO UR LOCATION AND HAUNT YOU AT YOUR BEDSIDE THE NEXT TIME YOU’RE BEING TREATED FOR ANYTHING. SHE’LL SCREAM HER NAME, “EMILY,” FIVE TIMES IN YOUR EAR. YOUR EARS WILL RING AND YOU’LL BEG FOR YOUR DOCTOR TO FIX IT. IT DISAPPEARS AFTER 72 HRS.

Source: urbanlegendsonline.com

Black Aggie

Black Aggie

Excerpted from Spooky Maryland

retold by

S. E. Schlosser

When Felix Agnus put up the life-sized shrouded bronze statue of a grieving angel, seated on a pedestal, in the Agnus family plot in the Druid Ridge Cemetery, he had no idea what he had started. The statue was a rather eerie figure by day, frozen in a moment of grief and terrible pain. At night, the figure was almost unbelievably creepy; the shroud over its head obscuring the face until you were up close to it. There was a living air about the grieving angel, as if its arms could really reach out and grab you if you weren't careful.

It didn't take long for rumors to sweep through the town and surrounding countryside. They said that the statue - nicknamed Black Aggie - was haunted by the spirit of a mistreated wife who lay beneath her feet. The statue's eyes would glow red at the stroke of midnight, and any living person who returned the statues gaze would instantly be struck blind. Any pregnant woman who passed through her shadow would miscarry. If you sat on her lap at night, the statue would come to life and crush you to death in her dark embrace. If you spoke Black Aggie's name three times at midnight in front of a dark mirror, the evil angel would appear and pull you down to hell. They also said that spirits of the dead would rise from their graves on dark nights to gather around the statue at night.

People began visiting the cemetery just to see the statue, and it was then that the local fraternity decided to make the statue of Grief part of their initiation rites. "Black Aggie" sitting, where candidates for membership had to spend the night crouched beneath the statue with their backs to the grave of General Agnus, became popular.

The Legend of the Munchkin Suicide

The Wizard of Oz is little less than the stuff that dreams are made of. For many viewers, the 1939 film was the first time they saw color on screen. The Goldfinger legend of a woman suffocating from the gold paint on her body, finds a little truth in The Wizard of Oz, as the original Tin Woodsman (The Beverly Hillbillies’ Buddy Ebsen), had to be replaced due to his reaction to the aluminum powder in the Tin Man’s body paints. Professor Marvel’s second-hand store bought coat, coincidentally, turned out to be the former property of The Wizard of Oz author L. Frank Baum. Many believe Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon is a perfect alternate soundtrack to the film, thus creating the “Dark Side of the Rainbow” phenomenon.

But the most chilling of The Wizard of Oz urban legends is (fortunately) as ridiculous as it is untrue. Look closely at the trees in the background when Dorothy, the Scarecrow, Toto and the freshly oiled Tin Man are skipping away from the witch and the talking trees singing, “We’re Off to See the Wizard”. What’s that in the background, swinging from that tree, just above where the Yellow Brick Road curves away from the Woodsman’s Shack?

Yes, it’s the swinging body of a hanged munchkin who killed himself right there on the set because he lost his true love. Some viewers even claim to have seen a documentary that confirms this haunting fact. Other rumors attribute this to a hapless stagehand who accidentally hung himself on set.

Kennedy and the Jelly Donut

The legend goes that Kennedy made a trip to Germany back in the 60′s in an attempt to connect with the German people. While giving a speech in the capital he told the crowd, “Ich bin ein Berliner” or “I am a Berliner”. Apparently though, a “berliner” is also a type of German pastry. Since then numerous stories have circulated claiming that he was practically laughed off stage afterwards. The truth is, however, that that the crowd understood him perfectly and nary a single eyebrow was raised at the statement. 

Source: http://list25.com

Sewer Gators

This story tells the tale of how several alligators were brought up from Florida to be kept as pets in New York City. After they got too big and violent they escaped into the sewers where they now live freely. Dating back to the 1930s and spread by sensationalist newspapers the story is completely untrue yet continues to be circulated to this day.

Source: list25.com

Crybaby Bridge

According to this legend, a couple was driving home from church with their baby, arguing about something. The rain was falling in torrents, and they soon found themselves having to drive over a flooded bridge. As they started across, the water was deeper than they first thought, so they got stuck and decided to get out of the car to find help. The woman stayed behind, but left the car for reasons we can only guess at.

While her back was turned to the car, she heard her baby crying out loudly. She returned to the vehicle, only to find that her baby had been carried away by the water. According to the same legend, if you go to that same bridge you can still hear the baby crying (the bridge’s location is conveniently unknown). 

Source: http://listverse.com

Bloody Mary

Bloody Mary is a ghost who supposedly is summoned after someone speaks her name three times in front of a mirror in a completely dark room. The most common interpretation of the legend goes that Mary Worth is the spirit of a young mother whose baby was stolen from her and subsequently goes crazy with grief, ultimately killing herself. 

Summoning Bloody Mary is popular as a game or a dare, because supposedly after she comes around, she proceeds to attack the summoner—often ripping off their face or gouging out their eyeballs—aiming to drive them insane or to an early death. And, if you don’t die after summoning her, then she will haunt you for the rest of your life. So, not exactly a great scene in any scenario.

Source: buzzfeed.com

Urban legend

An urban legend, urban myth, urban tale, or contemporary legend, is a form of modern folklore consisting of stories that may or may not have been believed by their tellers to be true. As with all folklore and mythology, the designation suggests nothing about the story's veracity, but merely that it is in circulation, exhibits variation over time, and carries some significance that motivates the community in preserving and propagating it.

Despite its name, an urban legend does not necessarily originate in an urban area. Rather, the term is used to differentiate modern legend from traditional folklore in pre-industrial times. For this reason, sociologists and folklorists prefer the term contemporary legend. Urban legends are sometimes repeated in news stories and, in recent years, distributed by e-mail. People frequently allege that such tales happened to a "friend of a friend"; so often, in fact, that "friend of a friend" ("FOAF") has become a commonly used term when recounting this type of story.

Some urban legends have passed through the years with only minor changes to suit regional variations. One example is the story of a woman killed by spiders nesting in her elaborate hairdo. More recent legends tend to reflect modern circumstances, like the story of people ambushed, anesthetized, and waking up minus one kidney, which was surgically removed for transplantation (a story which folklorists refer to as "The Kidney Heist").

Origins and Structure

The term “urban legend,” as used by folklorists, has appeared in print since at least 1968. Jan Harold Brunvand, professor of English at the University of Utah, introduced the term to the general public in a series of popular books published beginning in 1981. Brunvand used his collection of legends, The Vanishing Hitchhiker: American Urban Legends & Their Meanings (1981) to make two points: first, that legends and folklore do not occur exclusively in so-called primitive or traditional societies, and second, that one could learn much about urban and modern culture by studying such tales.

Many urban legends are framed as complete stories with plot and characters. The compelling appeal of a typical urban legend is its elements of mystery, horror, fear or humor. Often they serve as cautionary tales. Some urban legends are morality tales that depict someone, usually a child, acting in a disagreeable manner, only to wind up in trouble, hurt, or dead.

Source: wikipedia