Scary stories

The Golden Hand

excerpted from Spooky Oregon
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

Spooky OregonHe never paid much attention to the neighbors living on his city block until the day the pretty middle-aged widow moved in two doors down from him. She was plump and dark with sparkling eyes, and she always wore dark gloves on her hands, even indoors.

He went out of his way to meet her, and they often "bumped" into each other in the street and stood talking. One day, as she brushed the hair back from her forehead, he caught a glimpse of gold under the glove on her right arm. When he asked her about it, she grinned coquettishly and told him that she had lost one hand a few years back and now wore a golden hand in its place. In that moment, a terrible lust woke in his heart - not to possess the lady herself, but to possess the solid gold hand that she wore under her long black gloves.

He courted the widow with every stratagem known to him; flowers, trips to the theater, gifts, compliments. And he won her heart. Within a month, they were standing in front of a minister, promising to love one another until death parted them. Within another month, he was a widower and had buried his ailing wife in the local cemetery - without her golden hand. It had been so easy. A slow poison, administered daily to resemble a wasting disease. No one - not his wife, not the family doctor, not their neighbors - suspected murder. And the night after the funeral, he slept with the golden hand under his pillow.

It was a dark night. Clouds covered the moon, and the wind was whistling down the chimney and rattling the shutters of the town house. He was deeply asleep when the door to his room slammed open with a loud bang and a wild wind whipped around the room, scattering papers and books and clothing and table coverings every which way. He sat up, startled by the sudden noise, and his pulse began to pound when he saw a greenish-white light bobbing slowly into the room. Before his eyes, the light slowly grew larger, taking on the shape of his dead wife. She was missing one arm. "Where is my golden hand?" she moaned, her dark eyes blazing with red fire. "Give me my golden hand!"

He tried to speak, but his mouth was so dry with fear that he could only make soft gasping noises. The glowing phantom moved closer to him, her once-lovely face twisted into a hideous green mask. "You stole my life and you stole my hand. Give me back my golden hand!" the dead wife howled. The noise rose higher and higher, and the phantom pulsed with a strident green light that smote his eyes, making them water.

He cowered back against his pillows, and the hard shape of the golden hand pressed against his back. And then he felt the golden hand twitch underneath him as the mangled green phantom that had been his wife swooped down upon him, pressing his face against the pillow in a suffocating green cloud. He tried to scream, but it was cut off suddenly by a terrible pressure against his throat, cutting off his breath. The world went black.

The next morning, when the housemaid came into the room with her master's morning cup of tea, she found him lying dead on the floor, with the golden hand clutched around his throat.

 

Comments

1 word:aaaahhhh!!!!!

scary stories rock and this one i like it is so scary i scared my brother last night

I've heard this one in a different version, that one he was a 'sailor' and he got murdered and some teens came n stole it and in the morning Cops and Bystanders saw the 2 boys dead, throat slit open. BTW, The man was @ a museum.

i heard this one in a different version with an old lady and her bone to make soup

WOW! THAT WAS SCARY!

omg great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg. that waz scary.

wow that was scary

who would marry for a golden hand?

what the hell

(love Boboby) anyway heard it and seen scarier then that its not boring but its not scary either!!!!!!!!

this isnt scarey!!! im 12 and this doesnt frighten me.

It was cool
i wanna read more!!

omg that was great and scary

That's so Dom scary wow I am going to tell that to my friends

OH WOW NOT SCARY!!

Dear Lord...

woww is scary story


omg this is cool!!!!!!!!!!

Wow. Creepy stuff

Cool.

wow what is wrong with that man..marrying for a stupid golden hand

Meh. Not scary. Aaaaah. -_-

that was so creepy!!!!

woooooooooow that was sooooooooooooooooooo scary (not) you guys are right this is sooooooooo not scary and why would any one want to marry for a golden hand and i mean really that is soooo four letters D...U...M...B dumb.

i'm 11 and this doesn't scare me

That was a good story, but it wasn't that scary.

Didn't really scare me.

omg that is so stupid, marrying a woman for her hand then again i would lol

that stupid azzzzz story

that is a great story i will read it every day and get realy scared!

not reely

cool, i like this site. too bad the stories arent that scary , but i like them. i have to say i would kill my husband if he took my gold hand , not that i have a husband or a gold hand!lol

i love this f***** story! i would do it but thats just me haha

this story is totally s***. its made up. doesnt scare me and its TOTALLY LAME AND POINTLESS!!!!!!!!!
It was so boring i almost cried thats three minutes of my life ill never get back!

this is stupid. you're supposed to marry if u love some1 NOT IF U R GREEDY AND WANT A GOLDEN HAND!!

that was pretty scary...
im reading this before bed time and i highly think that i will NOT be able to sleep tonight..
i'll be too scared!!!
i hope a golden hand doesnt come and kill me tonight....

AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!

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