These are a couple of horror stories I heard as a child. You may have heard it before, it's not true, but I think it's are dead, DEAD, dead scary. A lorry driver was speeding up the motorway in his lorry, when he noticed a white figure in front of him and vanished. There was a thud as if he had run over something. He stopped and raced over to see what it was. When he saw that there was nothing beneath his van he turned back to his lorry. But to his horror a tall skeleton appeared in front of his face. He man let out a terrified cry before falling to hit the ground. The skeleton grabbed the man by his face and with an evil look on its face, crushed his head in one tight squeeze. Pealing away the human's flesh, the skeleton turned to the lorry and began to beat his bare skull against the boot/ trunk. Months later, a couple were driving along the same motorway in their car, they had heard what had happened to the lorry driver and were hurrying back home. At that moment their car broke down. They had nowhere to go, so the man decided to run over to the village where they lived and ask for some help. Just as he was getting out of the car he turned around. His face went pale. Listen dear, I wont be gone for long. Whatever happens, DONT TURN AROUND! The woman was scared, but she agreed, as she had sprained her leg and couldn't go with him back to their village. She watched her fiancée run in the distance, and what looked like an outline of a strange white figure in hot pursuit then vanishing as it got close. the woman thought it was because she was tired, so she decided to fall asleep. When she had woken up hour had past. He must have just reached the village by now. She said to herself, as she was falling asleep again, she heard a banging noise on the back of the car. It was as if somebody was beating their fists against the boot/ trunk. She put her fingers in her ears and ignored it. She leaned against the door using her coat as a pillow, and fell asleep, again. When she next woke up it was early morning. She heard the banging on the back of the car and was very tempted to turn around. But she ignored and waited anxiously for her lovers return. Just when she thought she had had enough, the rhythmic beating on the back, it was as if it were joined by another. She was alarmed all of a sudden by a quick tapping on the window. It was a police officer. He had a red beard and seemed very worried. Excuse me miss, please can you step out of the car and walk over to the police car a few yards ahead. The woman got out of her car and did as he said, her leg feeling well enough to walk on again. She was asked to identify the clothes on a young man's body. To her horror, her fiancée’s headless body was beneath the sheets. In great shock, she burst into tears and turned to where her car was. To her horror, the skeleton was knelt down, and with her lovers skull in one hand and the lorry drivers in the other, he was gently knocking them against the back of the car, rhythmically. What’s happening? Why isn't anybody stopping it? She asked. We can't, said another police officer, it only attacks when somebody runs away from it. It is already dead!