Elmo Knows Where You Live

Elmo Knows Where You Live is a scary story for kids about a beloved character on children’s television who turns out to be very sinister indeed.

Elmo Knows Where You Live

It all started last Saturday. It was a day like any other. My mother announced that she was going shopping, leaving me at home to take care of my little brother.

I was in the kitchen, browsing the internet on my laptop and my brother was in the living room, playing with his toys. I listened to my brother jumping around, squealing and laughing.

Suddenly, I noticed that everything was strangely quiet. I thought my brother must have fallen asleep, but when I went into the living room to check on him, I found him on the couch, sitting perfectly still. His eyes were fixed on the TV.

“What are you watching,” I asked.

Without taking his eyes off the TV, he replied, “Elmo.”

Everything seemed normal, or so I thought.

When theme music finished, Elmo came out from behind a curtain and said, “Ha Ha Ha, thanks for coming to see my show, you stupid morons!”

That struck me as a weird thing for Elmo to say, since it was supposed to be a program for children. Then, a chill went down my spine as the small red puppet let out an eerie and macabre laugh.

“Elmo hopes you have fun because it may be the last time… Ha Ha Ha… Don’t turn off the TV or you will pay dearly… Elmo doesn’t like boys and girls who turn off the TV… Turning off the TV is BAD!”

“Yes Elmo,” my brother said. He was talking to the TV.

“Remember what Elmo told you last time… Ha Ha Ha… Elmo has a new talking doll coming out… It will be in shops on Saturday… Your parents need to buy you a talking Elmo doll… Ha Ha Ha…”

“I know, Elmo,” said my brother.

“You know what happens to parents who don’t buy Elmo’s products…” Elmo came closer to the camera until his face filled the entire screen. In a shrill voice, he screamed “Elmo knows where you live!”

I was about to turn off the television, when the puppet said something else. It seemed as if he was talking directly to me.

“Ah Ah Ah!” he shouted. “Someone is being very naughty! You know what Elmo does to naughty people!”

Elmo took out a big sharp knife and waved it around, stabbing at the air.

“Just remember… ELMO KNOWS WHERE YOU LIVE!” he screeched.

It gave me such a fright, I panicked and turned off the TV.

ELMO KNOWS WHERE YOU LIVE!

My little brother glared at me and, without saying a word, he got up and left the room.

That evening, he began pestering my parents to buy him a talking Elmo doll. At first they refused, but day after day he persisted. By Saturday, he had worn them down and they agreed to take him to the mall to buy the toy he wanted. I went with them.

When we arrived at the toy store, it was 11 AM and there was a huge queue outside. It seemed like everyone in town wanted a talking Elmo doll. My little brother was shaking with excitement.

After waiting in the queue for more than two hours, the manager finally came out and told us they were sold out of Elmo dolls. Everyone began to panic until the manager said there was one doll left and he was going to hold a raffle to see who would be allowed to buy it.

He held up a big glass jar filled with pieces of paper and went through the crowd handing them out. When he came to my brother, he said, “Grab a ticket and we’ll see if you win.” My brother reached in and pulled out a piece of paper. I looked at the number on the ticket. It was 666.

Soon, it was time for the big draw and the crowd were getting impatient. Everybody was pushing and shoving. The manager shouted, “AND THE WINNER IS NUMBER 666!”

“HERE, HERE! I HAVE IT!” cried my little brother.

My father grabbed the doll, handed over the money and we ran to the car. The crowd were eyeing us angrily. It looked as if they were thinking about attacking us and stealing the doll.

On the way home, my brother had a huge smile on his face. He kept pulling the cord on the doll and making it talk.

“Elmo loves you,” said the doll in a high-pitched voice.

“I love you too, Elmo,” my brother replied.

That night, my brother went to sleep with Elmo. At around 3 in the morning, I suddenly woke up. I heard a sound and peered into the darkness.

Elmo was sitting in a chair opposite my bed.

I let out a scream and woke my parents. They came running into my bedroom, switched on the lights and asked me what was wrong. I pointed at the doll. My father asked if I had put it here.

“Of course not,” I told him.

“Then how did it get there,” my dad asked.

“Maybe it’s alive,” I mumbled.

“Don’t be stupid,” my dad replied, giving me a withering look before he went back to bed.

I grabbed the Elmo doll and put it back in my brother’s room. Then, I tried to get some sleep.

At dawn, I heard a blood-curdling scream. It came from my parents’ room. Apparently, my dad had woken up to find the Elmo doll sitting on his chest. It was holding a knife.

“What do you want to do with it?” he asked.

“We have to throw it away,” I said.

“I’ve got a better idea,” said my dad. “Let’s burn it.”

That was fine with me. When my little brother found out what we were planning to do, he began screaming and crying. My dad wrenched the doll from his grip and we left.

My brother stood at the front door, screaming, “No! Don’t kill Elmo!”

We decided to burn the doll in a field. It was on a hill, around 8 miles from our house. My dad threw Elmo in the ditch and emptied a can of gasoline over him. Then, he lit a match and threw it. The doll went up in a huge fireball.

My father got back into the car and shut the door. Just as he started the engine, we heard a loud scream and to my horror, I saw Elmo leap out of the ditch. The charred doll was running around in circles in a ball of flames. Suddenly, it jumped onto our winshield and began beating on the glass and screeching at us. My dad floored the accelerator and we sped off down the road.

Elmo was hanging onto the windshield wipers. His whole body was on fire, but his eyes seemed to be burning with hatred. My dad switched on the windshield wipers and the doll was thrown off the car.

As we drove off, we heard a shrill voice in the distance screaming, “ELMO KNOWS WHERE YOU LIVE!!!!”

Comments

  1. Horrorlover0666 says

    The only thing Elmo knows is what it feels like to be riped apart by my Rottweiler sorry bro he was in the zone🐶🐕🐶

  2. ScaryRachel446 says

    List of things I’m too scared to watch thanks to SFK: Mickey Mouse, Anything Disney Really And my newest addition, ELMO

  3. Faithanne2007 says

    My little brother loves Elmo I don’t want him watching it anymore I’m telling my mom

  4. DeathBrynn says

    Its funny. After reading this, I instantly decided to watch Elmo on YouTube. It calmed my nerves, but then I heard this really creepy music. I flipped, only to realize it was my phone . someone was calling.

  5. Snakegirl62 says

    This story is very fake. But the fact that I think Elmo’s pretty creepy makes it a little scary…
    7/10!!

  6. LivefromtheTARDIS 2.0 says

    AHHH SFK WHY DIDN”T YOU WARN US THAT THE PIC WAS A GIF, lolol. I freaked out when the mouth opened!

  7. LivefromtheTARDIS 2.0 says

    HAHAHHAHAHA!!!! SO you know those Elmo Hide&Seek toys? My friend’s little brother had one of those, and when i slept over at her house, in the middle of the night i hear “Elmo gonna find you!!!”

  8. Paranormal Girl says

    This is literally the best story on the whole site! (In my opinion.) But now I am a little scared of Elmo…

  9. an0ther1 says

    If you knew she had an elmo doll then why did you tell her the story? You had to have known it would freak her out.

  10. sophie800021 says

    Great!! thanks a lot.

    My little sister almost yelled her lungs out because she has an elmo all to and i told her the story…

    Thanks a lot narrator!!!

  11. ♥ BLOODY ALICORN ♥ says

    I hate Elmo. I don’t know why but every time I go to my niece’s house (she is 5) I always put her Elmo doll in the window to creep out passers-by. :)

  12. PurpleGirlTheHorrorFan says

    I used to love elmo when when I was a little kid…and thank god my sis doesn’t watch elmo… she is 6…

  13. NeptuneLawerence says

    That’s creepy… I was watching Elmo with my neighbors the other day when this came up.

  14. CuteKittenz says

    Oh my god o.o That was scary!
    8.5 out of 10 elmo’s
    Also sfk and other people I’m appointing mods for the chatroom, if you’re interested, check to see if I’m in the chatroom under “zombiebabies” or just write a message on a recent story :) Thanks!!

  15. Eve Neko Tsundere Otaku says

    ive always hated elmo n my lil cousin is always watching elmo even though it plays in midnight he stays up late just to watch that n elmo is so freaking annoying n i were them i would do even worse then burn him

  16. BloodymaryBloodymaryBloodymary says

    Great, now I have to fear elmo.. I can’t shake the image of a burnt elmo doll screaming… 10/10 elmos

  17. screamoutloud says

    I swear there was something in my cupboards and when I read this I got even more nervous of it >_>

  18. iscareyoutodeath says

    Whoa… That’s kind of. Derpy but at the same time kind of funny… I was reading Talking Angela when this popped up.

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