Chat With Strangers

Chat With Strangers is a scary story written by a user on this website named mehrurox28 in collaboration with ScaryForKids. It’s about a teenage girl who finds a new chat website and meets a new friend online.

Chat With Strangers

A 16-year old girl named Stephanie was home alone. Her parents had gone to visit her sick grandfather and left her to take care of the house. Late that night, she was bored and decided to look for something to do on her laptop. On one of the websites she was browsing through, she saw an advertisement.

It read: “Chat With Strangers! A brand new way of meeting interesting new people! Talk online for free! ENTER AT YOUR OWN PERIL!”

Curious, she clicked on the ad and it brought her to a website called Chat With Strangers. She registered a new account and chose the username Stephiegirl13.

After she signed in, Stephanie looked through several chatrooms, but found that they were all empty. Eventually, she clicked on a chatroom that had one user inside.

Stephiegirl13: Hi!

Bella_SpArks: Hey! I was all alone in here. I’m glad I finally found someone to talk to!

Stephiegirl13: Me too!

Bella_SpArks: So where are you from?

Stephigirl13: I live in California! How about you?

Bella_SpArks: I live in California too!

Stephiegirl13: Wow, whereabouts? I’m in Santa Cruz.

Bella_SpArks: San Ramon.

Stephiegirl13: Cool. That’s only like an hour and a half away.

Bella_SpArks: Yeah. What a coincidence.

Stephigirl13: Yeah, sure is!

Bella_SpArks: 758ehje4378hds4832hj4387eqhj76gr67j

Stephigirl13: huh?

Bella_SpArks: Sorry! My cat ran over the keyboard! :P

Stephiegirl13: LOL! That’s OK!

The two girls chatted for hours and discovered that they had a lot in common. It was getting late and Stephanie decided to call it a night and go to bed.

Stephiegirl13: Well, it’s been really nice chatting with you. Hope we can do it again sometime.

Bella_SpArks: Of course. We seem to be the only ones who use this chatroom. It’s like our own private chatroom. Just for us.

Stephiegirl13: OK. Sure. I gtg now

Bella_SpArks: why?

Stephiegirl13: It’s late and I have to get up early tomorrow. My parents are coming home and I’ve got to tidy up the house! :P

Bella_SpArks: Oh ya, I know how that is…

Stephigirl13: Bye!

Bella_SpArks: OK so lets talk tomorrow.

Stephigirl13: Of course.

Stephanie was pleased to have a new friend. Over the next few days, the two girls kept chatting and they became the best of friends. They even exchanged phone numbers. Eventually, they started talking about meeting up in real life.

Stephigirl13: Heyyy! Wats up, girl! My birthday is the day after tomorrow and it would be great if u could come. I tried calling you but u didn’t pick up ur phone or reply to any of my texts! I even tried e-mailing you but you never got back to me.

Bella_SpArks: yeah I know. Sorry about that. My phone got cut off because my stupid father forgot to pay the bill and my e-mail account is full of spam!

Stephigirl13: That sucks. Well at least we can always find each other in the chatroom.

Bella_SpArks: I know… Hey cool I’d love to come to ur birthday! I will actually be in the area tomorrow. Can I have ur address???

Stephigirl13: It’s on the corner of Broadway and Pennsylvania Avenue.

Bella_SpArks: OK. I will be there for sure.

Stephigirl13: You can stay with me.

Bella_SpArks: Thanks for the offer, but I will stay in a hotel.

Stephigirl13: Why? It’s easier if u come straight to my place!

Bella_SpArks: I can’t.

Stephigirl13: Why not???

Bella_SpArks: Because I have a surprise for you…

Stephigirl13: Uhhh okay. But how did you know it was my birthday? I JUST told u… How could you plan everything right this second?

Bella_SpArks: well actually, Stephanie I was planning to surprise u with a visit so I had everything planned already.

Stephiegurl13: OK… cool…

Bella_SpArks: 84r2824839e9494*3843u4843r

Stephiegirl13: Your cat again? LOL! :P

The next day, about an hour before her party was due to begin, Stephanie heard the doorbell ringing. When she went and answered it, she saw a girl standing there carrying two gift-wrapped birthday presents.

“Hi Stephanie!” said the girl.

“OMIGOSH!” exclaimed Stephanie. “Are you Bella?”

“The one and only,” replied the girl with a broad smile.

“It’s so great to finally meet you,” said Stephanie.

They talked for a while about the fun they had chatting online. Then Bella handed the present to Stephanie. She opened up the first gift-wrapped parcel and found there was a chocolate cake inside.

“Happy birthday!” said Bella.

“Wow. Thanks,” cried Stephanie. “Chocolate is my favorite.”

“I know,” said Bella. “Mine too!”

When Stephanie opened the second gift and looked inside, she was shocked.

“Oh,” she exclaimed. “It’s… It’s a knife…”

“Do you like it?” asked Bella.

“Uh… whats it for?” Stephanie asked suspiciously.

“To cut the cake, Silly!” replied Bella.

“OK… I guess… Thanks,” muttered Stephanie.

She turned on the television and Bella went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. On the news, a reporter was saying that an insane woman had recently escaped from the local mental asylum and police were warning people to be on the lookout for her. She was considered armed and dangerous.

Stephanie suddenly felt a little uneasy. She could hear Bella in the kitchen, humming softly to herself. Suddenly, a picture flashed up on the television screen. Stephanie’s eyes opened wide and a chill ran down her spine. She recognied the woman in the picture. It was Bella.

Shaking with fear, Stephanie ran down the hallway. Just as she reached the front door, the closet burst open Bella leaped out.

“where are you going?”, she hissed.

“Just to the corner shop to get some snacks,” replied Stephanie, her voice shaking with fear.

“Oh no, you don’t,” said Bella.

Just then, Stephanie caught a glimpse of the gleaming knife Bella was brandishing in her hand.

Minutes later, when the first party guests arrived, they found the front door standing open. Walking inside, they called Stephanie’s name, but there was no answer. When they got to the living room, guests stopped in their tracks and began screaming in horror.

They saw the bloody remains of Stephanie lying on the floor. Her body had been ripped open from her neck to her waist and her intestines had been pulled out. There was a message carved into her forehead that read, “Chat Mates Forever.”

The police later examined Stephanie’s laptop and foung her chat logs. They tracked down the IP address of Brianna’s laptop and it led them to an old abandoned flat in San Ramon. It was empty except for an old couch and a laptop sitting in the middle of the floor. Bella was long gone.

It turned out that Bella had escaped from the mental hospital after murdering two nurses. She was completely insane and sometimes typed gibberish in the chatroom because of her crazy mental problems.

Today, she is still on the loose and still stalking teenage girls. She hides in their closet until midnight and then kills them with her knife as they lie sleeping in their beds. She could be in your closet right now…

The End.

Mehru says: hey guys. i dont know how to get it in recent posts. hope u like it. took me 3 hours :)


  1. Princess Of The Dead says

    She might be im my closet, but Im not that scared, because: 1- I dont think she would bother travelling all the way to Portugal; 2- Its 12pm; 3- Im in my moms car 😂😂😂

  2. bloodrose44 says

    Great story!!! Perfect lesson for not giving out personal information on the Internet!😊😁

  3. Livingtodielaughingtocry says

    @mehrurox28, that painting story was good . But , her mother got cured with just one medicine ? That’s just a baby’s talk.

  4. mehrurox28 says

    Mariette Eleanor Danielle Edwards loved painting. She painted whenever she had spare time. Her father was cruel man and her mother was very sick. They were very poor. One day her father came home very happy. Her father had been walking home from the rich widow Perrie Cadler’s house. She saw him and took pity on him. Perrie gave him $100 for food and medicine etc. Mariette’s father handed her the crisp bill and told her to run down to the shops and buy medicine for her mother and bread, milk and vegetables. He also asked her to bring him a new expensive suit and a new pipe to smoke. She asked, “Dad might I get some paints and sketchpads for myself?” “No, you may not you cheeky girl!” he cried completely shocked. “But that isn’t fair!”, Mariette whined. He slapped her and shoved out off the house. She knew her mother would let her buy it. She bought food and medicine but nothing from her father’s list. She bought a new pad and paints instead which she found at a old woman’s stall down by the river where nobody really went. The old woman had said “ Use these well and don’t tell anyone how you got them”, Mariette simply thought she meant to keep them clean. The packet read “Magic Paints come to life!” Mariette bought them. She trekked home. “where are my things?”, her father thundered. “I didn’t buy them you hateful man!”, she screamed. He beat her black and blue. She ran out of the house clutching her things. She found an old abandoned workshop where she began to live. She met her mother everyday of course. The medicine had cured her completely. She visited her daughter one day and saw her painting rapidly. “that’s lovely”, she commented after looking at it. It was the same lane where she used to live but it was completely clean with no trash, in fact it looked like a lane where a rich duke would walk. Her mother checked her watch and said, “ Its running late, I had better go now”. Mariette waved to her mother as she set down the road. Suddenly after 20 minutes the bell rang. Mariette opened it to see her mother. Her hair was thrown around as if she had run. “ Mariette! Your painting is alive! The lane was spotless when I arrived!”, she rang out. Mariette gasped. She flew down to her old home and stopped in her tracks. It wasn’t a dirty shade of brown but a clear pearly white lane. The lane’s trash was all neatly disposed off in the trash can which were tidlily aligned as PLASTIC, GLASS and PAPER. Word got around about Mariette’s come to life paintings. She got paid high money to make people beautiful or richer than they already where etc. She gave the workshop a good makeover. She visited a room which she hadn’t stepped a foot into ever since she moved in. it was very plain. She sat on the sofa there and fell asleep. After many days she would hear voices telling her what to paint. Her mom told her that God wouldn’t like her changing people’s future’s. She tried to throw her paints away but would find them on her desk again. So she continued. One day the voice told her to make everyone in her old poor neighborhood rich except for her father. Her father came in angrily to her workshop. He grabbed her by her shoulders and screamed at her. He told her to make him rich. When she refused he hit her. She ran into the bathroom. The voice told her to paint her father getting decapitated. She painted it with beads of sweat pouring down her anxious looking face. When the painting was complete she flung the door open. Her father’s head was cut off. She painted his bloody corpse in the cemetery to get rid off it. Now that her father was dead she could paint her old house rich for her mom. Her mother was very upset at Mariette. She picked up Mariette’s paints and threw them in the river. She stormed off furious. Mariette could not retrieve them. She reached home to find her paints dry and sitting on her desk. The voice told her to paint her mother falling in a manhole. The next day on the radio it was announced that Victoria Eleanor Danielle Edwards had fallen to her death in a manhole. Mariette felt pleased. She got revenge on many people who she remembered had been nasty to her. Jon Hyles who pulled her hair in class was found dead in the river. Melanie Larry who pushed her in class was found dead under a bus because she had been run over. Carla Hans who dropped Mariette’s old paint set in the gutter by accident was found bitten by a rabid dog which killed her because she went insane and got hit by a horse cart. Everyday newer people were killed. People kept away from Mariette. One day Samantha Hillard was crossing her
    workshop when Mariette came out and asked her to play. Samantha backed away and instantly declined. In a fury Mariette painted her with a knife through her neck. Samantha hillard was dead the next day. The police put barriers around the workshop. Then one day the voice told her to paint herself. She painted herself but then her hand began to force itself to paint a knife in her head. Mariette was dead. Some sorrowed some rejoiced. If you cross her workshop you will see her ghost inside if she sees you she will paint in you in a terrible way , several unsuspecting people have been killed. If you are brave you can go in and tap on the big mirror inside and the people she killed will appear in it. When you turn around to leave you will find her behind you. You will be wedged between the mirror and the ghost of Mariette if you don’t say “ Beautiful Paintings” thirteen times under twenty seconds she will knife you and you will be a ghost in the mirror and tortured everyday. If you escape everytime you wake up in the morning you will she Mariette sitting in front of you painting you……HOPE IT WAS CREEPY!

  5. mehrurox28 says

    @Lostinwonderland yeah she did but i guess thats the lesson of the story, not to trust any stranger. Besides Bella also did so stephanie felt less insecure about doing it

  6. lolrightnow says

    After reading one story on here, it was about a collage student who thought he was being stalked so one day he set up a camera and a women that looked like a ghost went in his closet. He didn’t realise that she never came out until he called his friend and she said that. The last sentence said “she could be in your closet right now” I didn’t sleep for a week after the. That is why I now always check the last sentence. Always .

  7. mehrurox28 says

    HMMM CHANGED QUITE A BIT! But i dont mind. thankyou so much @scaryforkids for putting it in. I would love to make more. :)

  8. eerie says

    @koolkid ok….SFK comment to me twice and maybe they out the original story up there because it would give the viewer an idea.why would you call the person an imposter?
    in my perspective thats alil rude dont you think? please explain?

  9. koolkid says

    because, I wouldn’t think the SFK guy would say Here’s the original story to a person who most likely knew the original story and, I been on this site for years and I never seen SFK comment.

  10. nightisascaryday says

    @koolkid how do u know besides why would anyone simply post the original story ?

  11. GhostGirl1607 says

    Ok when she opened the present and saw it was a knife..I basically knew what was coming

  12. VeryScary97 says

    That’s so cool I just read this in the comments of Pogo the Clown then this popped up! Weird coincidince haha :)

  13. says

    Here’s the original story: Chat Mates by Mehru

    A girl named Stephanie was on her laptop late at night. Her parents had gone to visit her sick grandfather. She was sixteen and lived with her grandma on temprorary bases until her parents came back. Her grandma was gone out with grandpa to the Leisure Center to have a old high school reunion because that was where they met and all their old school friends where holding it. So she surfed the web for a interesting game. Suddenly when she was playing a game (which she had played a number of times) a small message popped up from her message board. It read, “SIGN INTO MEET,N,GREET CHAT NOW!” A BRAND NEW WAY OF INTERACTING WITH NEW PEOPLE! ENTER AT YOUR OWN PERIL! So she clicked on it and it opened up in a new tab. She made up a new username and password.

    USERNAME: stephiegirl13
    Password: *************
    Click here to begin!

    She clicked there. She looked through several chatrooms and found nobody appropriate to talk to. Then she clicked on a chatroom that read: “ONE USER”.
    Stephiegirl13: Hi!
    Bella_SpArks: Hey! I was alone and finally found you to talk to!
    Stephiegirl13: Me 2! 
    Bella_SpArks: So what’s your name? Mine is Bella.
    Stephigirl13: Stephanie! I live in Los Angeles!
    Bella_SpArks:  I live in Toronto!
    Stephiegirl13: I go to Woodstreet High.
    Bella_SpArks: Do u want be penpals?
    Stephigirl13: Yeah sure!
    Bella_SpArks: 758ehje4378hds4832hj4387eqhj76gr67j/.,,.,,,,,< <<< Stephigirl13: huh? Bella_SpArks: Sorry! My cat ran over the keyboard! :P Stephiegirl13: LOL! It okay!  Bella_SpArks: We could make our own private chat group. But just in case my email is
    Stephiegirl13: okay. Sure…. I gtg now
    Bella_SpArks: why?
    Stephiegirl13: ITS LATE GIRL! :P
    Bella_SpArks: oh ya Toronto is five hours back from LA.
    Stephigirl13: Bye!
    Bella_SpArks:  kay so lets talk tomorrow.
    Stephigirl13: okay.
    Your conversational partner has disconnected.
    Stephanie was pleased to have a new friend. She kept chatting to Bella and they became best friends. They even gave each other their phone numbers. But they rarely called or texted. Mainly they chatted on their chatroom.
    On April 16th was Stephanie’s birthday. She phoned Bella who did not answer. So she texted her. No answer. Then she emailed her. Finally she opened up her chat. It was April 14th and she wanted Bella to come for it. She wanted to meet her as well.

    Stephigirl13: Heyyy! Wats up! My birthday is day after tomorrow and I wanted u 2 come but u didn’t pick up ur phone or reply to any of my texts! I emailed but you never replied so I hoped I could find u here!
    Bella_SpArks: yeah I know that cuz my phone is dead but its charging right now and my email account is constantly getting spammed! 
    Stephigirl13: that sucks. 
    Bella_SpArks: I know………… Hey cool I’d love to come to ur birthday!  I will come to LA tomorrow. Can I have ur address???
    Stephigirl13: I texted it but here: 13th Pine Avenue @ Woodland Creek.
    Bella_SpArks: :{ okay will be there but I will stay in a hotel at 15th march and you can meet me the day after at ur birthday!
    Stephigirl13: Why cant u come straight to my place?!
    Bella_SpArks: Because I have a surprise… 
    Stephigirl13: Uhhh okay. But how? I JUST told u and u planned everything right this second?
    Bella_SpArks: well actually, Stephanie I was planning to surprise u with a visit so I had everything planned already.
    Stephiegurl13: okay cool.
    Bella_SpArks: 84r2824839e9494*3843u4843’;r
    Stephiegirl13: Cat again? LOL! :P
    Your conversational partner has disconnected.
    Stephanie was surprised. She grabbed her iPhone and checked the screen. A text popped up into the screen in front of her birthday background. She slid the icon and unlocked the phone by punching in her passcode. The text was from Bella who was saying that she her internet cut off and her cat woke up because it was a power out and jumped on the keyboard just before everything blacked out.
    Stephanie felt relieved. On the fifteenth she went to the town’s foreigner local hotel and went to the receptionist. “Is anyone named Bella staying here?” she asked.
    “ Madam, you will have to be a bit more elaborate because there are several Bella’s here.”
    Stephanie said,” well im not sure but I think its Bella Sparks”
    Receptionist squinted at his list of stayers. “ I don’t th-“ he started to say but then suddenly he spotted a name. “WAIT! Bella Rosalind Sparks” he cried, “ room number 1313, please go ahead.”
    Stephanie reach her room but a hang note was hung on the knob that read “ Clean My Room I Am Away”. A maid was walking down the hall. When she saw Bella’s hand note she nudged the other maid who just arrived. “ Madeline , that creepy girl who is in this room has asked us to clean it! Let us go together because it really scares me to go in her room!!!” said the maid. “ What is so scary about her?!”, asked Stephanie. “ Well dear Gloria and I NEVER go in her room without each other because she rarely comes out of her room and people who live next to her say they have heard strange noises and machines working noises from her room! She moved in yesterday but she is already sacring the living daylights out of poor us!”, said Madeline. They pushed the door open. Ribbons fluttered everywhere around her. But no Bella. They cleaned up and put all the ribbons in a plastic Ziplock. They opened up the cupboard and found a silver knife inside which was caked in ribbons and a parcel with a big bow on it and it was also covered with ribbons. Suddenly they heard footsteps so the maids pretended they were cleaning up and Stephanie quickly grabbed a apron Madeline tossed to her. The hall was very very long so they had five minutes to get disguised. She put a scarf across her face like a hijab so that when Bella met her at the party she would not recognize her. She was wearing a black dress which was old and worn so she looked like a Asian maid. A pretty girl walked in. She was wearing a tight pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt with a flower on it. She had tanned skin and blue eyes.” Hello Bella.”, said the other two maids. Her blonde hair was tied in a fashionable but casual style. “ Hello Madeline, Gloria and” she hesitated. “Umm, Carla!’’ Stephanie sqealed. “ Oh hello, Carla!” said Bella. “ Oh dear I have to go now”, said Stephanie. The trio glided out and on they way home Stephanie thought what the knife was for and why was there a parcel with Bella. She thought Bella may have gotten the knife specially wrapped up for her birthday and the parcel contained the present. The next day one hour before her party the doorbell rang. Stephanie went and answered it. She saw Bella there with TWO parcels. “ Hi Stephanie!”, said Bella. “ OMIGOSH are you Bella?’ inquired Stephanie. They talked awhile about their funny messages. Then she opened up her parcels. The first one had a crystal bottle in it. It was full of perfume. Stephanie thanked her. Next she opened up the other parcel. It was the knife. “ Hey, whats the knife for?” Stephanie asked. “ To cut the CAKE! DUH!”, Bella. “ If you say so”, muttered Stephanie. “ What did you say?,” asked Bella. “ I said, uh if you eat so!” said Stephanie. “ I will obviously eat your cake silly, I love chocolate just like you!” , said Bella. They clicked open the television. Bella went in the kitchen for some water. “ I will also clean up the knife a bit”, she said. The newsflash came that a mad stalker who escaped from a mental asylum had set up a chatroom to talk to people and murder them. Stephanie felt uneasy. Bella was still in the kitchen. Suddenly the news anchor showed a picture. The picture made Stephanie’s eyes open wide. The picture was of her very own chat messages with Bella. The news anchor said that the girl who was talking to Bella_SpArks was suppose to leave the house that instant and that the police was on their way. Stephanie peeked in the kitchen. Bella was not there. But she heard a noise in the hall of Bella playing games on her phone. Stephanie sighed with relief. Bella had not heard. She was hidden in the cupboard. Playing games. Bella had said she loved sitting inside cupboards without anybody. As Stephanie made for the door the closet door flung open Bella leaped out. “where are you going?”, she asked. “ Just to the corner shop to get some crisps”, replied Stephanie with fear in her eyes. “ Oh no, you don’t”, said Bella jumping at her with the gleaming knife. The party guests entered happily and suddenly screamed. They all saw the bloody remains of Stephanie. Her intestines were ripped up and her lungs had fallen out. Her face had a message ripped in it, “ Chat Mates forever.” Later the police tracked down a old flat in San Ramon with a empty room, a balcony with a red couch and a laptop. It turned out that Bella sometimes wrote gibberish because she went totally insane at times and then she started typing like a senile person. Now days she sticks to stalking kids who come back from school and hides in their closet until midnight and then kills them with her knife. She has not been found yet. She could be in your closet right now……….

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