The Car Keys is a scary story about a girl and her father who get into a car crash, one rainy night.
One night, a father and his daughter were driving down a deserted country road. They were returning home after spending the entire day visiting the girl’s mother in hospital. Listening to the sound of the rain drumming on the car roof, the girl began to doze off.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. The father struggled with the steering wheel but the car skidded off the wet road and slammed into a stone wall.
After checking that his daughter was uninjured, the man got out of the car to survey the damage. Both of the front tires had large punctures and the right fender was crumpled against the wall. The rest of the car had survived unscathed.
“We must have driven over something on the road,” he explained to his daughter. “Whatever it was, it blew out both of the tires.”
“You can fix it, right?” asked his daughter, somewhat shaken by the accident.
“No,” replied her father, shaking his head. “I’ve only got one spare in the boot. I’ll have to walk back into town and find somebody to tow the car,” he said. “It isn’t that far from here. You wait in the car while I’m gone.”
“OK,” she said, reluctantly. “But please don’t take too long.”
The man could see in his daughter’s eyes that she was frightened.
“Sit tight,” replied her father as he he slammed the car door. “I’ll be back as soon as possible.”
His daughter watched him in the rear-view mirror as he trudged off down the road in the pouring rain and disappeared into the night.
More than an hour passed and her father stil had not returned. The girl began to wonder what was taking him so long. She was very worried because he should have been back by now.
Just then, she glanced in the rear-view mirror and saw a figure in the distance, walking towards the car. At first, she thought it was her father, but when she turned around to take a closer look, she realized that it was a strange man. He was dressed in overalls and had a big bushy beard. He was carrying something large in his left hand, swinging it back and forth.
Something about him made her very nervous. As he approached, she stared out the back window and squinted her eyes. In the dim light, she could just make out what he was clutching in his right hand. It was a big, sharp butcher’s knife.
Thinking quickly, the terrified girl locked both doors in the front of the car, then jumped into the back seat and locked the rear doors. When she looked up again, she saw that the strange man had stopped in his tracks and seemed to be staring directly at her.
Suddenly, the man raised his arm and the girl let out a blood-curdling scream. In his left hand, he was clutching her father’s severed head.
She just kept screaming and screaming. She couldn’t stop herself. Her heart was pounding and she struggled to breathe. The grotesque expression on her father’s face was horrifying to behold. His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were rolled back in his head.
When the man reached the car, he shoved his face right up against the window and glowered at her with his crazed, bloodshot eyes. His hair was wild and matted with dirt. His face was covered in deep scars.
For a moment, he just stood there, in the driving rain, grinning at her like a madman. Then, he reached into his pocket, took something out and slowly lifted his left hand.
He was holding her father’s car keys.
What kind of father would leave his child, alone, at night, in a deserted place? Couldn’t he wait till morning? Plus, he should have gave the car keys to the girl.
Eh, certain elements of this story were predictable. Such as the death of her father. If you know anything about horror movie/horror story cliches, you’ll know when someone leaves (ESPECIALLY if they leave while it is a dark, stormy night) they won’t be back, at least not alive. But, I DID appreciate the ending. I like the fact that rather than drawing everything out, it simply stops. Really good. 7/10 for cliches.
If that was me. I’d have ran like a bat out of hell out of there. Not sit in the bloody car !
I hate loads of these western horror stories they always think eithier a man with a knife or the devil is a proper horror story but they are all tthe same mostly unlike Japanese horror which is actually creepy and can scar your head
*shivers* creepy why is always the Dads?
OMG… she s dead af man wtf if i were her i would have followed my dad wherever he went!!
That B***h Gonna Die ☻
sadstory!!!!!!!!!!
yea that guy is a total SUCKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KAN CILL HIM VERY EASTL
sucka!!!!!!!!!
i bring a knife and a gun everywhere i go… even school!
poor girl
I’d have gone with him. But if I didn’t, I’d hide and not scream like an idiot.
The build up has always been very scary to me. I didn’t get the ending initially but once I did… *shivers*
7 out of 10 purple rabbits
nice SFK
Oh f- ;;w;;)screw u killer! Btw how does he knows de father’s car? Is he the one who set up all this? Btw gurl u should hide when u see that creepy man… don’t scream… u make it more worse… or u should’ve run when he’s still far away… Man that killer is genius
its scary….
Creepy story!
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TBH I always carry a knife with me. >:D If this happened to me, that guy would’ve been screwed!
My dad would probably be too lazy to even get out of the car in the rain
what did the girl expect a berry fairy to pop up and say let us go to the bank and get a millian dollars.
Dun, Dun, Duuuuuuuuun!
I felt like I was there with her
I would try to kill him with paper… What do u mean that doesnt do anything? Havent u ever had a paper cut? Nasty