英语鬼故事

① 有没有搞笑的鬼故事（英文）短点的

三个鬼的投诉

有一天他们在逛街的时候遇到了上帝！他们对上帝说，他们都死得很惨，希望让他们上天堂！上帝很无奈地说，现在天堂的住户太多，已经爆满。但现在还有一个名额！你们 说吧，看谁死得最惨，就让谁上天堂！

于是，第一个鬼开始说了……我生前是一个清洁工。工作很辛苦的！从早忙到晚！有一天，我正在一栋大厦外面擦玻璃！是那种吊在外面的高空危险工作！在第30多楼！突然，我 脚一滑，失足掉下去了！我想，完了！要死了！但求生本能让我在无意识地乱抓！很幸运 地，我抓住了一个阳台的栏杆，在13楼。我想，有救了！于是想等缓过劲后爬上去！哪知，突然有人把我的手一揎，我又掉下去了！我想，这下我真的完了！但是，我命不该 决，底下有一个帐篷接住了我，我庆幸前世肯定积了德！想等缓过劲就下去。谁知，上面 掉下来一个冰箱，把我砸死了！

第二个鬼说……我生前是一个文员。什么都还好，我有一个老婆，很漂亮。身材很棒！ 但就是有点水性扬花。我有轻微的心脏病。有一天上班忘了带药，我回家去拿。一进门， 看见老婆头发散乱、衣衫不整。肯定有奸夫。于是我满屋找，厨房也找，厕所也找，都没 找到。到了阳台，我发现有两只手扒在栏杆上，我想：奸夫！于是把他的手一揎。心想，13楼！看摔不死你！结果等我一看，居然没死！被帐篷接住了！我着急，于是满屋找，进了厨房，发现冰箱够 大，于是把冰箱扔下去。终于把他砸死了！我当时太高兴了！大笑不止。谁知笑得心肌埂塞，笑死了！

第三个鬼说……我生前是个小混混，但我没做过什么坏事！有一天我到一个女性朋友家里晃！刚刚办完事，她老公突然回了！我得找地方藏起来。于是厨房也找，厕所也找，最后发现他们家冰箱挺大的，于是我就躲进冰箱里去了！我就不明白，她老公怎么知道我在冰 箱里，他居然把冰箱从13楼给扔下去了！我就这样连人带冰箱摔死了

② 英文鬼故事

CREEPY STORY...few years ago,a mother and father decided they needed a break,so they wanted to head out for a night on the town.
So they called their most trusted babysitter.
When the babysitter arrived,the two children were already fast asleep in bed.
So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children.
Later at night,the babysitter got bored and went to watch tv
but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they didnt have cable downstairs
(the parents didn't want the children watching too much garbage).
So she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parents' room.
Of course the parents said it was ok,
but the babysitter had one final request.
She asked if she could cover up the clown satue in their bedroom
with a blanket or cloth,because it made her nervous.
The phoneline was silent for a moment,
(and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time)
said....take the children and get out of the house....
we'll call the police...we don't have a clown statue...
the children and the babysitter got murdered by the clown.
It turned out to be that the clown was a killer that escaped from jail.
If u don't repost this within 5 minutes
the clown will be standing next to your bed at 3:00 am
with a knife in his hand. There i said it so the evil clown won't kill me.I hate chain letters!!!

蠕动的故事... 少量岁月前, 母亲和父亲决定他们需要断裂, 因此他们想朝向夜在镇。 如此他们告诉他们的被信任的保姆。 当保姆到达了, 二个孩子已经是熟睡在床。 如此保姆得到无所事事并且确定一切是好与孩子。 以后在晚上, 保姆得到了乏味和去看电视 但她couldn't 手表它楼下因为他们didnt 有缆绳楼下 (父母didn't 想要孩子观看许多垃圾) 。 如此她叫他们和问他们如果她能观看缆绳在parents' 室。 当然父母说它是好, 但保姆有一个最后的请求。 她问如果她能盖小丑satue 在他们的卧室 与毯子或布料, 因为它使她紧张。 phoneline 一会儿是沈默的, (和与保姆当时谈话) 的父亲 前述....take 孩子和离开房子.... we'll 电话警察... 我们don't 有一个小丑雕像... 孩子和保姆得到了由小丑谋杀。 它结果是, 小丑是从监狱逃脱的凶手。 如果u don't repost 这在5 分钟内 小丑站立在您的床旁边在上午3:00 与一把刀子在他的手里。我在那边说它因此邪恶的小丑won't 杀害me.I 怨恨链信件!!!

③ 英文鬼故事~急需~！！

Red clothes

It was a foreign language schools in the women's dormitory, there are a number of times at night often have a red woman's clothes to sell door-to-door late at night, do not know how she was downstairs escaped inspection.Every day, all night, a knock-room, if someone opened the door and asked; 'red clothes do not want to /' As the girls were very angry after the quarrel, are not big cried, a few days this night. One night, That woman came again. Thunk! Thunk! When the door opened from the inside out one of the girls she roared; "what the red dress? I want the whole. How much does it cost?"
Woman smiled, turned away and did not give her a red dress, and that night we all slept well, no one has come knocking at the door. The next day, the dormitories were all up, only that the women's big red red The roar of girls not to get up, her students opened her quilt, she is all red, her skin of the upper part of the body has been ripping up. Huang who have blood flow, looks like a dress Red pieces of clothing.
红衣服

那是一个外语学校的女生宿舍,有一些时间夜里经常有一个穿红衣服的女子深夜上门推销,也不知道她是怎么逃过楼下检查的.天天夜里都来,一间间房间的敲,如果有人开门就问;’要不要红衣服/’由于女生被吵后非常生气,都大叫着不要,一连几个晚上都这样.有一个晚上,那个女子又来了.咚!咚!这时门开了,从里面冲出一个女生对她大吼;"什么红色的衣服?我全要了.多少钱?"

那女子笑了笑,转身走了,也没给她红色的衣服,那晚上大家都睡得很好,没有人再来敲门了.第二天,宿舍里的人全都起来了,只有那个冲红衣女子大吼的女生还没有起床,她的同学把她的被子掀开,她,她浑身都是红色的,她上身的皮已经被剥开了.血流得潢身,看起来就像是穿了一件红衣服.

④ 很恐怖的英文鬼故事，150字以上，急！

这个我觉得蛮恐怖的

Hey everyone. It's Stacie. Sorry I haven't been on in a while, but I've been preoccupied with some pretty creepy shit. For the past three weeks, the police have been scouting my property, escorting me to where ever I have to go, and, as childish as this may seem, looking under my bed. Trust me. There's a reason.
Three weeks ago, my dog Buddy went missing. Normally, this wouldn't be much of problem. Buddy generally ran off down the street chasing cars, harassing cats - you know, all the annoying, cliche things a dog could possibly do. Believe me - I've tried training him, but he's impossible. He's like a child. But he's my child, as weird as that sounds. My big dog who's just a little puppy at heart. Anyway, he'd be gone for about two hours, then come strait home. However, after the fourth hour, Buddy didn't come tearing through the doggy door. I started to worry a little bit. What could've happened to him?
My mind filled with each possible visionary tale, showing me what could've happened to him. My heart started to race. Then I remembered something. On rare occasions, Buddy would go to visit my father on the other end of town. I took a sigh of relief, picked up the phone, and proceeded to call my dad. As the phone rang, I stepped out onto the porch. I had a rather uneasy feeling.
Like someone was watching me. I looked up and down the street, around the corner of my house, over in my neighbors' yards. I couldn't see anyone. I shook my head, realizing how childish I was being. Getting scared for no reason. I heard my dad pick up his phone. He let out a cough to clear his throat.

"Y'ello?"

"Hey dad, it's Stacie."

"Oh, hey hun, how are ya?" He started to yammer on about his day, but I intervened.
"Buddy's missing - he's not with you is he?"
"Why would he be with me? He's your dog." I was silent for a while. Now I was really worried. Again, I got lost in all the possible thoughts of what could've happened to my friend. I was on the verge of tears.
"Stacie? You okay hunny?" My fathers voice snapped me out of it. I didn't want him to hear me cry - so I gave him a response that didn't require me to open my mouth.
"Mm hm." I responded. Even then, you could tell I was about to have a breakdown. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I said - my voice cracking as I said it. I covered the mouth piece on my phone and swallowed the lump in the back of my throat. I composed myself, then started talking again. "Could you do me a favour and just call me if he shows up there?"
"Sure thing sweety, I'll let you know." With that, we hung up and I went back inside. Still with that feeling. That feeling like someone was staring at the back of head. I tried to dismiss it from my mind with optimistic thoughts of being reunited with my Buddy again. It seemed to be working for the most part. I looked at the time, remembering that I had to wake up for the early shift tomorrow. So I turned off all the lights downstairs. Then I made my way upstairs to the bathroom to take a quick bath and brush my teeth. Finally, I closed the bathroom window and made my way to bed.
At about 3:30am, I heard some noises coming from the bathroom. I wasn't entirely awake, and I didn't exactly feel like investigating. I rubbed my eyes, which actually made my vision more blurred than it already was. I propped myself up on my elbows and caught a glimpse of a dark figure making its way under my bed. I was now fully awake and in panic mode. Suddenly I remembered Buddy. Every night, he would always sleep underneath my bed. I guess he liked the cool atmosphere.
"Buddy?" I asked as I flopped my hand over the side of the bed. I let my fingers dangle down in the darkness to show him it was me. So he could smell them or something. Nothing happened. My heart started to race again. "You okay Bud?" I asked with a somewhat shaky voice. I slowly laid my head back down on the pillow to help lower my hand further into the abyss.
Then, I felt Buddy's smiley tongue lick my fingers. I let out a sigh of relief.
"You silly dog," I said as I raised my hand and closed my eyes, "I thought I was gonna have a heart attack." With that, I proceeded to fall back to sleep.
Although, I couldn't help but query about something. When he made his way under the bed, he sounded... Different. As if his steps were heavier or something. I started to feel uneasy. I felt the same way then as I did when I was talking to my dad on the porch. But I had to wake up early, so I let it go.
About half an hour later I awoke with a chill, accompanied by a noise. Again, it came from the bathroom. It was a dripping noise. Slow, but nonetheless a noise that woke me for the second time. "Must be the tap." I said to myself. I fought myself to get out of bed and fix the problem. When my feet hit the floor, Buddy started licking my ankle. I jerked away from his tongue.
"Eeeeewww, Buddy, no." I said as I walked to the bathroom. I closed the window with slight confusion. Didn't I already close the window before bed? I asked myself. I just shrugged it off and tightened the taps at the sink. I made my way back to my bed, again, slinging my arm over the side of the bed. I felt a heavy breathing on my hand followed by a quick, but deep bite.
I jerked my hand away.
"Ow! Buddy!" I yelled at him, in a somewhat scolding manner.
"Go away - lay down somewhere else."
With that, he made his way to the bathroom. Buddy was acting so strange. I had known him to nibble on my fingers, but not full on bite my damn hand. I felt a warm liquid drip down my hand. I grabbed a couple of Kleenex, and made a temporary band - aid. I was too tired to get up and put an actual band - aid on. I tried to get back to sleep, but Buddy was making even more noise in the bathroom. It sounded like he was chewing on something. Something tough - something he was trying to tear apart.
"Good God - Buddy shut up!" His chewing ceased. I closed my eyes and started to drift away.
Not long after, I was woken up yet again when Buddy decided to jump on the bed. Something struck me as odd though. The side he was on sunk down more than it should've. I was a little freaked out at this point. But, again, I focused on how I had to wake up early, so I brushed it off. Then, I felt him lick my face. I was really close to locking Buddy out of my room.
"Buddy, enou -" suddenly, he was nibbling my ear. It dawned on me. This wasn't Buddy. I felt a shiver go down my spine. My heart felt like it was going to jump into my throat... Then... I heard someone chuckle.
"You're delicious." said a psychotic whisper from behind me.
My eyes widened. I panicked. I let out a deafening scream as I rolled myself to punch him in the face. The stranger fell off the other side of the bed and made a loud 'thud' on the floor. I jolted out of bed, and ran towards the baseball bat that I keep by the door. I turned around and caught a glimpse of him running into the bathroom. I slowly crept towards the bathroom, ready to swing. I could hear nothing but my own heartbeat getting louder and faster with each step I took. I was at the doorway. I saw nothing but the open window. I hurried in and closed it.
Then I heard the dripping noise again. I swung at the shower curtain, taking it off its hooks. He was in the shower - I swung again. When my bat made contact with the torso, blood splattered all over me. I took and second look and saw the most horrible sight. It finally made sense. What that dripping noise was. Buddy. Mutilated. Hanging in the shower by his own intestines.
That sick bastard designed a pulley system made from my dog. I dropped the bat and sunk to my knees. I felt my dinner starting to rise back into my throat. I pulled myself towards the toilet, and vomited at the grotesque sight. I couldn't get his voice out of my head. I couldn't stop shaking. Tears were running down my face by this point. I had never been more scared about who or what could be underneath my bed.
Luckily, one of my neighbours heard the commotion and called the police. They said I was lucky. Turns out, this guy's a rather unstable indivial. Apparently, he had been locked away since he was 12 for murdering and... Devouring everyone in his family. Including his pets. Just recently, this crazed cannibal slaughtered his way out of the mental institution that he had been kept in.
Considering what could've happened, I am rather lucky. So, after three weeks of being couped up in a hotel room with a certified psychologist, the police have assured me that he is long gone. Now I'm home. Updating everyone - assuring them I haven't walked off the face of the earth... Although. I'm not gonna lie, every now and then I still feel like he's watching me. Like he's right behind me - waiting to get another taste. But he's gone now - so there's nothing to worry about, right?
It's kinda chilly in here. I'll be right back. I just have to close the window.

⑤ 英语鬼故事 搞笑

A wild guess
Our physics professor was srugging to draw the class into discussion of Archimede's principe of water displacement. He told us that Archimede noticed that when he got into a pooi atthe public,the water rose spilling over the edge.Excited at his discovery;he ran down the street yelling,"Eureka,eureka!"The instructor asked of anyone knewwhatthat meant.
One student stood up and answered,"I'neked! I'm neked!"
一个胡乱的猜测
我们的物理教授正在努力尝试把学生引入关于排水量的阿基米德原理的讨论。他告诉我们当阿基米德进入公共浴室的池子中时他注意到水漫出了浴缸边。由于这个发现，他兴奋的跑到街上并大叫道：”我找到了！我找到了！“教授问道是否有人知道这代表什么。
一个学生站起来回答道“我裸（奔）了，我裸（奔）了”

⑥ 万圣节英语鬼故事

万圣节英语鬼故事：Red clothes
It was a foreign language schools in the women's dormitory, there are a number of times at night often have a red woman's clothes to sell door-to-door late at night, do not know how she was downstairs escaped inspection.
Every day, all night, a knock-room, if someone opened the door and asked; 'red clothes do not want to /' As the girls were very angry after the quarrel, are not big cried, a few days this night.
One night, That woman came again. Thunk! Thunk! When the door opened from the inside out one of the girls she roared; "what the red dress? I want the whole. How much does it cost?"
Woman smiled, turned away and did not give her a red dress, and that night we all slept well, no one has come knocking at the door.
The next day, the dormitories were all up, only that the women's big red red The roar of girls not to get up, her students opened her quilt, she is all red, her skin of the upper part of the body has been ripping up.
Huang who have blood flow, looks like a dress Red pieces of clothing.
红衣服
那是一个外语学校的女生宿舍，有一些时间夜里经常有一个穿红衣服的女子深夜上门推销，也不知道她是怎么逃过楼下检查的。天天夜里都来，一间间房间的敲，如果有人开门就问;’要不要红衣服/’由于女生被吵后非常生气，都大叫着不要，一连几个晚上都这样；
有一个晚上，那个女子又来了。咚!咚!这时门开了，从里面冲出一个女生对她大吼;"什么红色的衣服?我全要了。多少钱?"
那女子笑了笑，转身走了，也没给她红色的衣服，那晚上大家都睡得很好，没有人再来敲门了。第二天，宿舍里的人全都起来了，只有那个冲红衣女子大吼的女生还没有起床，她的同学把她的被子掀开，她，她浑身都是红色的，她上身的皮已经被剥开了。血流得潢身，看起来就像是穿了一件红衣服。

⑦ 英文鬼故事 恐怖点的（有中文翻译的）

最好多给5分,特意找了篇有意思点的,虽然不是很恐怖Few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town.
So they called their most trusted babysitter.
When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed.
So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children
Later at night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV
but the babysitter had one final request.
She asked if she could cover up the clown sauté in their bedroom
with a blanket or cloth, because it made her nervous.
The phone line was silent for a moment,
(and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time)
said....take the children and get out of the house....
we'll call the police...we don't have a clown statue...
the children and the babysitter got murdered by the clown
It turned out to be that the clown was a killer that escaped from jail.

⑧ 英文版的鬼故事

英文版故事：酒吧（双语）
I worked in my local pub and over the weekends and some times ring the week
I would stay over there with the other bar manager. We shared a room. It wasn't
strange to us to hear things at night. Sometimes the juke box would come on;
sometimes you could hear voices and laughter coming from the bar. I used to like
hearing that, as if those people who had really enjoyed coming to the pub still
liked to pop in for a late
drink!
我和朋友在本地开了家酒吧，周末的时候，并和朋友一起住在酒吧里，偶尔工作日也会住在那儿。我俩共用一个房间，晚上听到动静对我们来说并不是什么新鲜事。有时候是唱片点唱机，有时是从酒吧传来的谈笑声。我曾经是很喜欢听到这种声音的，就像那些非常喜欢泡吧的人大晚上也要来喝一杯一样。

Every morning, no matter how much you had scrubbed and polished the bar top
the night before, you would find three water marks, as if the landlord and two
regulars had stayed and had a drink together. Then other things started
happening.
不管我们头天晚上是如何认真仔细得擦洗吧台，第二天早上，总能在上面发现三个水印，看起来就像是酒吧老板和俩位老主顾呆到很晚，一起喝了酒似的。还有其他奇怪的事情发生。

When I was in the bathroom there would be knocks on the door. I would call
out but get no answer, and sometimes find there had been no one upstairs but me.
I would hear running footsteps and a child's laughter. The sash window in the
room I stayed in would never close fully and condensation used to build up on my
full length mirror. In the morning you could see two small hand prints at the
bottom of the mirror. Again, these occurrences didn't bother me; in fact it was
quite
comforting.
我上洗手间时，会听到敲门声，但当我大声的问是谁时，却没人回答。有几次我从洗手间出来，却发现二楼只有我一个人。我还会听到人跑动的脚步声和一个小孩的笑声。我房间的上下推拉窗总关不严，所以夜里我的大穿衣镜上会凝结水汽，第二天早上，就会在镜子下方看到两个小手印。这些事情并没有让我感到烦恼，实际上，我还觉得挺欣慰的。

At night I would sometimes feel someone get into bed with me and feel two
little hands in the small of my back. However, things started happening that DID
bother me.
到了晚上，我有时会觉得有人钻到了我的被窝里面，能感到有两只小手在背后摸我的腰部。
(这也算不了什么)，但是，这之后发生的事情真的让我感到不安。

After locking up one night I and the other bar manager were cleaning up. Now,
in the ladies toilets there was a door that opened up into a courtyard, however
no one had ever found the key. As I was checking out the toilets, I saw the door
handle move. I thought someone had managed to get into the courtyard and called
to my friend to look through the window. He didn't see anyone. Then the door
handle started moving much more violently and I ran out to my
friend.
一天晚上打烊后，我和朋友开始打扫酒吧。女洗手间有扇门能通到院子里，但那门的钥匙我们始终没找到。但当我在检查女洗手间的时候，却看到门把手在动，我以为是有人在后院，便从洗手间里喊朋友到窗边看看。他没看见院子里有人，但此时，门把手动得更厉害了，我赶紧跑出去和朋友呆在一起。

We both watched through the window as an unseen hand rattled the door handle.
We took off upstairs quite quickly, put all the lights on and slept in the
living room that night. I hated having to go to the toilet at night from that
point
on.
有人在咔哒咔哒得转动门把手，但我和朋友从窗户看出去的时候，却看不到院子里有任何人。我俩赶紧跑到楼上，把所有灯都打开，当晚我们都睡在客厅里。从此之后，我痛恨晚上上洗手间。

The bathroom was at the end of corridor and I would always feel as if
something was walking right behind me. I once saw a tall, dark shadow walk
around the corner and into the kitchen, but there was no one there. I started to
feel scared to be upstairs on my
own.
洗手间在走廊的尽头，每次我去那的时候，总有种身后有人跟着的感觉。有一次，我看见一个高大的黑影转过墙角进了厨房，但那儿根本没人。我开始害怕一个人上楼。

Downstairs, in the bar, it had a much more friendly atmosphere, but upstairs
felt oppressive and claustrophobic. One night I woke up to find my sash window
open and the tall figure standing on the balcony, looking out across the town.
It then jumped off the rooftop. The child I had sensed, in such a comforting
way, now began to scare me too. It was a little girl, and it seemed that with
the appearance of this dark man she became intensely scared. I would see her
standing in the doorway screaming while the black shadow approached behind her.
I would hear cries and screams in the dead of night. My friend ended up pulling
down the old fireplace that had been bricked up in the room we shared. That did
it for I sensed something dreadful in the entire pub after he did that. I never
worked or stayed there
again.
楼下酒吧里的气氛很好。但楼上却让人感到压抑恐惧。一天晚上，我醒来看到推拉窗开着，阳台上有个高高的黑影，正看着整个镇子。然后它从屋顶一跃而下。我曾经深感欣慰感觉到的那个小孩也开始让我害怕。那是个小女孩，看起来那个黑影的出现把她吓坏了。我曾看到那个黑影从背后向她走去，她就站在门口尖叫。寂静的夜里，我可以听到哭喊尖叫声。最后，我朋友把我们房间里的壁炉给拆了。之后，我开始在整个酒吧都感觉到可怕的东西。从此，我再没在那儿工作或是住过。

⑨ 鬼故事翻译英文 80分

The cemetery in the hill was haunted, all the residents of nearby village didn't dare to pass there. There was a person with family name of Hou who was known as bold (这一句没直接翻译成名字叫侯大胆，而是翻成“素称大胆的姓侯的人”，当然如果你觉得要直接翻成名叫侯大胆也可，但外国人可不知道中文的译音“大胆Dadan”是胆子大的意思，恐怕失去了意义), he didn't believe it and insisted on staying there a night to find out what was going on. Some busybodies also went with him. But it was not an ordinary bustle, many persons had gone back on the way and only 5 or 6 persons came to the cemetery in the last. It became completely dark and the cemetery became more and more horrible. Nobody else but a person from other village stayed there with Hou.

There had been nothing happening for the whole night. The sky became a little blue and there were already cocks crowing far away. Giving a stretch to his body, Hou complained: "What haunted! Nothing special at all! But it has kept me watching for a whole night, "

That person responded to him: "Well, I haven't seen any ghost though I have kept watching for more than a hundred years!"

⑩ 100词左右的英文短篇恐怖鬼故事

Ivan was a timid little man---so timid that the villages called him “Pigeon” or mocked him with the title “Ivan the Terrible.”

伊万是一个胆小如鼠的小个子男人,他的胆子太小了，所以村子里人都叫他“胆小鬼”，或者嘲讽的成他为“怕死鬼伊万”。

Every night Ivan stopped in at the tavern which was one the edge of the village graveyard. Ivan never crossed the graveyard to get to his lonely shack on the other side. That path would save many minutes, but he had never taken it---not even in the full light of noon.

每天晚上，伊万都要到村字墓地边上的那个小酒店去，但每次从酒店回到他在墓地另一边那做孤伶伶的小木屋时，他都不会从墓地当中穿过来。虽然走那条路可以节省好多时间，他却从来没走过。即使在阳光最明亮的大白天，他也没有走过。

Late one winter's night, when bitter wind and snow beat against the tavern, customers took up the familiar mockery. Ivan's mother was scared by a canary when she carried him in her womb. “Ivan the Terrible---Ivan the Timid One.”

一个冬天的深夜，寒风呼啸，风夹着雪花不停的拍打着小酒馆。酒馆里的客人们又聊起了那个老话题，对伊万进行嘲弄：伊万他妈妈在怀它的时候给一只金丝雀给吓着了，“怕死鬼伊万;胆小鬼伊万。”

Ivan's weak protest only encouraged them, and they jeered cruelly when the Cossack captain flung his horrid challenge at their victim.

伊万软弱无力的抗议只能是他们更来劲儿，更加肆无忌惮的嘲弄他。这时，酒馆的那个哥萨克老板又极不友好的向伊万，这个他们捉弄的对象，发出了挑衅。

“You are a pigeon, Ivan. You'll walk around the graveyard in this cold---but you dare not cross it.” Ivan murmured, “The graveyard is nothing to cross, Captain. It is nothing but earth, like all the other earth.”

“你是一个胆小鬼，伊万。在这样一个大冷天，你也只敢绕远路，绕着墓地走回家;就是不敢穿过去。”伊万喃喃的说：“穿过墓地也没什么意思，老板。那里只有泥土，和其他地方的泥土没什么两样。”

The captain cried, “A challenge, then! Cross the graveyard tonight, Ivan, and I'll give you five rubles---five gold rubles!”

老板大声吼道：“好吧！来一次挑战怎么样？伊万，今天晚上你穿过墓地走回去，我就给你5个金卢布; 5个金卢布！”

Perhaps it was the vodka. Perhaps it was the temptation of the five gold rubles. No one knew why. Ivan, moistening his lips, said suddenly: “Yes, Captain, I'll cross the graveyard.” The tavern echoed with their disbelief. The captain winked to the men and unbuckled his sword.

也许是伏特加的作用，也许是5个金卢布的诱惑，谁知道呢。伊万舔舔嘴唇，突然说道：“行，老板，等一会儿我就从墓地穿过去。”小酒馆里的人都嚷嚷说不信。老板朝大伙使了个眼色，然后解下了他的佩剑。

“Here, Ivan. When you get to the center of the graveyard, in front of the biggest tomb, stick the sword into the ground. In the morning we shall go there. If the sword is in the ground---five rubles to you!” Ivan took the sword. The men drank a toast: “To Ivan the Terrible!” They roared laughing.

“给你，伊万！等你走到墓地中央时，就将这把剑插在那个最大的坟堆前的地上。明天早上我们会到那里去，如果看的这把剑插在哪儿;5个卢布就归你了！”

伊万接过剑。人们举起酒杯，“为怕死鬼伊万干杯！”他们狂笑着大叫道。

The wind howled around Ivan as he closed the door of the tavern behind him. The cold was knife-sharp. He buttoned his long coat and crossed the dirt road. He could hear the captain's voice, louder than the rest, yelling after him, “Five rubles, pigeon! If you live!”

伊万关上门，走出小酒店。身边狂风怒号，冷的似刀割一般。他扣紧了长大衣，从泥泞的路上穿过去，耳边仿佛还听见在众人的喧哗声中老板那格外刺耳的声音在他背后厉声叫着：“5个卢布，胆小鬼，如果你还能活着的话！”

Ivan pushed the graveyard gate open. He walked fast. “Earth, just earth… just like any other earth.” But the darkness was a massive dread.

伊万推开墓地的门。他飞快地走着。“泥土，只不过是泥土罢了……和别处的没什么两样。”但是，黑暗实在是太可怕人了。

“Five gold rubles…” The wind was cruel and the sword was like ice in his hands. Ivan shivered under the long, thick coat and broke into a limping run.

“5个金卢布……”风凄厉地刮着，他手中的剑冰冷刺骨。伊万裹在那件又长又厚的大衣里浑身直发抖，不由得一瘸一拐地跑了起来。

He stopped the large tomb. He must have sobbed---that was the sound that was drowned in the wind. And he kneeled, cold and terrified, and drove the sword through the crust into the hard ground. With all his strength, he pushed it down to the hilt. It was done. The graveyard… the challenge… five gold rubles.

他找到了那个大坟墓。他一定是哭着来的;风声将他的哭声湮没了。他又冷又怕，跪倒在地，把剑向冻得硬梆梆地地上插下去，用尽全力将他一直插到只露出剑柄为止。总算成功了。墓地……挑战……5个金卢布。

Ivan started to rise from his knees. But he could not move. Something gripped him in an unyielding hold. Ivan tugged and lurched and pulled---gasping in his panic, shaken by a horrible fear. He cried out in terror, then made senseless, gurgling noises.

伊万抬起腿想站起来，但却动弹不得，不知有什么东西把他给牢牢地拽住了。伊万挣扎着，跌跌撞撞使劲拉扯着;他在惊恐中喘息着，吓得浑身哆嗦。随后，伊万害怕得大叫起来，接着又不由自主地发出一阵“咯咯”的颤抖。

They found Ivan, next morning on the ground in front of the tomb that was in the center of the graveyard. He was frozen to death. The look on his face was not that of a frozen man, but of a man killed by some nameless horror.

第二天早晨，人们在墓地中央那个坟墓地前面发现了伊万。他是冻死地，但从他脸上的表情来看，不像是一个冻死地人，倒像是一个被无名的恐惧吓死的人。

And the captain's sword was in the ground where Ivan had pounded it---through the dragging folds of his long coat.

老板的那柄剑还钉在伊万将他狠狠地插进去的地方;穿透了他那件长大衣下摆拖着的衣褶。

2。Suddenly, the doorbell rang

I opened the door: there was nothing outside, but total darkness. I must have a drumming in the ears, I told myself and closed the door again. No sooner had I switched off the light than the doorbell rang again, even more loudly. "Damn, who's making fun of me?" I swore, and turned the doorknob. The door sprang open: there was still total darkness outside. I stepped out, getting my eyes accustomed to the pitch-blackness. By and by, I made out a tiny flicker in front.
I stretched out my hands and touched something. Oh, it was an arm of somebody. "Oh, ghost!" I shouted.
"No, I'm not." said a male voice, "I'm an electrician. The fuse of this floor is broken. I'm going to change it. But the battery of my electric torch was bad. I just rang your doorbell to ask for a spare battery. But you just slammed the door shut on me. So I have to ring your doorbell again."
"Oh, that was a misunderstanding," said I, "you see, I'm very near-sighted

3。Herman was spending the night with some friends who lived in the country. He went to bed late and did not sleep well. Off in the distance he thought he heard the sound of a horse drawn carriage. He got up, went to the window, and looked out. There, in the full moon, he saw the carriage he had heard right outside of the house. The carriage looked like it was carrying a coffin. The driver of the carriage looked up at the window where Herman stood. The driver's face was ghostly pale and very thin. "All aboard", the driver said to Herman. Herman stepped back from the window and laid back down on the bed. He eventually fell back into a fitful sleep. The next morning, he told his friends about the carriage and driver and they all decided that he just must have had a very bad dream. Later that day, Herman went back home to his apartment in the city. Just as he started to board the elevator , he looked at the elevator operator. What did Herman see?