Talk to Me (3/18): The Velvet Ribbon & Other Scary Stories

Do you remember any scary stories from when you were younger?

I don’t remember being a big reader of horror or even mildly scary stuff when I was young. At that time, I was reading whatever my mom was reading, or poetry or something of the like. Along the way, however, I must have read a few things, because there are stories that even now I still remember. Ones that, let’s be truthful, do kind of freak me out a little bit. Objectively, they’re not scary, but they must have made an imprint on my mind when I was younger.

The primary one apparently has a couple of versions of it going around. Most of the time it seems to be called “The Velvet Ribbon”.  The gist of it is guy falls in love with this girl, marries her, etc, etc. but notices she’s always wearing this choker around her neck. At first it intrigues him, but then it starts to bother him, and he asks her to take it off, but she says to him that he wouldn’t like the result, and refuses. Well, this goes on for a while, and then one night he cuts the choker off of her neck while she sleeps…and her head detaches.


I’m reading “Another” by Yukito Ayatsuji .



In the spring of 1998, Kouichi Sakakibara transfers to Yomiyama North Middle School. In class, he develops a sense of unease as he notices that the people around him act like they’re walking on eggshells, and students and teachers alike seem frightened. As a chain of horrific deaths begin to unfold around him, he comes to discover that he has been placed in the cursed Class 3 in which the student body head count is always one more than expected. Class 3 is haunted by a vengeful spirit responsible for gruesome deaths in an effort to satisfy its spite. To stop the vicious cycle gripping his new school, Kouichi decides to get to the bottom of the curse, but is he prepared for the horror that lies ahead…?


So as you can see from the synopsis, its got that very sort of basic creepiness element to it that I know would have freaked me out when I was a kid. Maybe that’s why I’m so happy to read this one.

So, what tales of terror from when you were little made an impression on you? Were you an R.L. Stine fan? Are there any of his works that stand out?

The other thing I’m curious about is local ghost tales. Did you have any ‘ghosts’ in the community you lived in? Any houses that you daren’t go past because x got murdered/died/hung in it and still haunts it? The community I grew up in was decidedly lacking in scary stories!  The only thing I remember being told to be frightened of was bobcats in the woods. I definitely got cheated in the paranormal scares department. Maybe that’s why I love ghost stories.

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