Well, I myself have encountered Lucifer himself. King of Hell. And his power has touched me. The following non-fictional narrative is when I followed a spell. It involved the killing of an animal and a special conjuration.
I caught a bird outside my house, and I went inside. I made a circle of salt around myself. Upon the black table I had my hazel wand, the offering bowl, and the Idol.
I took one of the knives from the kitchen and slit open the bird's throat, I drained the blood in the offering bowl. Then I said the conjuration of lucifer.
Lucifer, Ouyar, Chameron, Aliseon, Mandousin, Premy, Oriet, Naydrus, Esmony, Eparinesont, Estiot, Dumosson, Danochar, Casmiel, Hayras, Fabelleronthon, Sodirnot, Peatham, come, Lucifer. Amen.
I waited for a while. And Lucifer appeared in full flesh before me. His hair was black and shoulder length long. He stood at least 6 feet, his eyes were COMPLETELY black, and his flesh was pale. I bowed before him and offered the blood, which he declined. I had a very nice conversation and before leaving, he gave me the ability of Satanic Prophecy. I have filled entire books full of spells and rituals. My message is that Lucifer isn't all bad, but he's both bad and good, almost human.
Sent in by Ouija, Copyright 2010
Friday, December 31, 2010
Killer Demon or Something that Needs Help?
When this happened I lived in Westland Michigan. It was a normal Sunday so far. My mom was asleep on the couch and it was about 3:20 pm. I don't remember but I know it was in the noon. I was near the bathroom door petting my cat and I felt something so I looked up I saw a figure walk from my moms bed room (No one else was there and my moms room is far from where she was.) It was a tall man I only saw his shadow. It seemed as if it were bald. My cat started hissing. I ran as fast as I could next to my mom. I woke her up and told her what happened... she didn't believe me. I was ten. I don't mess around with spirits so I wouldn't lie to her about it but she never believed me.
The next day I had no school. I stayed home alone because my mom had to go to work. I was still scared from what happened but I thought I was crazy and my mom told me it would be okay. I was looking at TV petting my cat again. One arm on her and one dangling and inch from the ground because I has laying down. I heard someone call my name and I felt a breeze go by my hand and my arm lifted up. All the windows were closed. I lifted up my arm more and put it back down and the breeze was gone. I was terrified I called my mom and waited out side. She still didn't believe me.
One week later I woke up from my sleep. Now this sounds stupid for some and I'm not lying. The blankets flew from my bed my arms flew behind me. My legs,arms and my neck were being grabbed. Something was choking me. My head flew side from side. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I said god in my head tons of times and it stopped. I knew it was a demon or some type of thing.
So I went to my older friend. She's about 40 but looks young and really nice. I didn't tell my mom but I told her. She said around my age it happened to her. She said, "It's a demon."
A month past and I was about to leave for California. In the morning around 1 am I was sweating really bad, I was crying I couldn't move. Something was looking at me with sad eyes. It was a younger cute man. He said "I'm sorry my dad hurt you, he just needs your help." I gave him and angry look and said,"one your dad almost killed and why would he need my help." I felt bad for yelling at him after awhile. Then he vanished. So I just stayed up and I was rocking back and forth.
I left for my flight and 2 weeks past. I was looking out the window I see 2 angry people in a my Aunts and a baby in the back seat. I whispered what do you want... So I ran up stairs in my room I was staying in. It followed me and something said in a shivery voice. "Wee neeeedd yourrr helllppp." So I ran down stairs again but I ran to my uncle he could tell I was scared.
Later I came back to Michigan. I took a picture and I looked at and I fainted. I woke up on my bed with my phone in my hand it was off. I turned it on and the picture popped up it was the one I took and a ghost was there. You could see it. She was so clear her face was as if she was going to kill me.
This time 2 months past I thought it was gone. I was walking down the hall and I saw a shadow behind me so I froze and the other one did to. And no it wasn't mine there was one and it looked like it had spiky hair. Then I thought of the younger cute man. Then I said "I didn't mean to yell at you a few months ago." I heard a mumbling so I just walked away slowly to my room. I saw him again but his face. Then we started to talk and so they left me alone.
I just moved in November 2010 to California and I still see some ghost but nothing crazy like that happened. Thank you for reading this. This was one of the most scariest things that happened in my life so far. But this was only half of the story contact me if you want to know more.
Sent in by Arteja, Copyright 2010
The next day I had no school. I stayed home alone because my mom had to go to work. I was still scared from what happened but I thought I was crazy and my mom told me it would be okay. I was looking at TV petting my cat again. One arm on her and one dangling and inch from the ground because I has laying down. I heard someone call my name and I felt a breeze go by my hand and my arm lifted up. All the windows were closed. I lifted up my arm more and put it back down and the breeze was gone. I was terrified I called my mom and waited out side. She still didn't believe me.
One week later I woke up from my sleep. Now this sounds stupid for some and I'm not lying. The blankets flew from my bed my arms flew behind me. My legs,arms and my neck were being grabbed. Something was choking me. My head flew side from side. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I said god in my head tons of times and it stopped. I knew it was a demon or some type of thing.
So I went to my older friend. She's about 40 but looks young and really nice. I didn't tell my mom but I told her. She said around my age it happened to her. She said, "It's a demon."
A month past and I was about to leave for California. In the morning around 1 am I was sweating really bad, I was crying I couldn't move. Something was looking at me with sad eyes. It was a younger cute man. He said "I'm sorry my dad hurt you, he just needs your help." I gave him and angry look and said,"one your dad almost killed and why would he need my help." I felt bad for yelling at him after awhile. Then he vanished. So I just stayed up and I was rocking back and forth.
I left for my flight and 2 weeks past. I was looking out the window I see 2 angry people in a my Aunts and a baby in the back seat. I whispered what do you want... So I ran up stairs in my room I was staying in. It followed me and something said in a shivery voice. "Wee neeeedd yourrr helllppp." So I ran down stairs again but I ran to my uncle he could tell I was scared.
Later I came back to Michigan. I took a picture and I looked at and I fainted. I woke up on my bed with my phone in my hand it was off. I turned it on and the picture popped up it was the one I took and a ghost was there. You could see it. She was so clear her face was as if she was going to kill me.
This time 2 months past I thought it was gone. I was walking down the hall and I saw a shadow behind me so I froze and the other one did to. And no it wasn't mine there was one and it looked like it had spiky hair. Then I thought of the younger cute man. Then I said "I didn't mean to yell at you a few months ago." I heard a mumbling so I just walked away slowly to my room. I saw him again but his face. Then we started to talk and so they left me alone.
I just moved in November 2010 to California and I still see some ghost but nothing crazy like that happened. Thank you for reading this. This was one of the most scariest things that happened in my life so far. But this was only half of the story contact me if you want to know more.
Sent in by Arteja, Copyright 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
How Vampire Stories Started
Transylvania never existed, however Romania does. They are famous for soccer and Vlad the Impaler. How did the stories start? It wasn't with Vlad Dracul. Many people in that region began to tell tales of people that would not decay in their graves while others would die. Thinking that people rose from the dead because they didn't decay, they thought they stalked people in the night killing. After so many people had died - people started digging up graves to see if zombies "vampyres" were the primary suspects.
Of course people back in the day didn't know about the stages of death and didn't know that some people decayed slower than others so rumors started - nails, hair, and skin pallor all fresh as if they just went to sleep. Vice versa, medicine wasn't high tech and some people were buried alive who died of asphyxiation or the box caved in from to much pressure.
Since then, if appearing "alive" while in the coffin - they would pronounce that person as a vampire, run a stake through their heart, nail the box shut and seal it with metal, ring bells, rebury the person and then hang garlic on the window sills. THEN came along Dracul, Vlad's father who bore Vlad Dracula.
Of course, there are tales around the world that also tell of stories of Zombified people almost similar to vampyres however most people were mistaken for dead and buried alive because of poor documentation and medical treatment.
Fangs, drinking blood, and the rest of it didn't come until Hollywood. Vampires were thought to be zombies that just killed people yes by blood, but then Hollywood played it up as strictly drinking blood and romanticized them.
Written by Katie, Copyright 2010
Of course people back in the day didn't know about the stages of death and didn't know that some people decayed slower than others so rumors started - nails, hair, and skin pallor all fresh as if they just went to sleep. Vice versa, medicine wasn't high tech and some people were buried alive who died of asphyxiation or the box caved in from to much pressure.
Since then, if appearing "alive" while in the coffin - they would pronounce that person as a vampire, run a stake through their heart, nail the box shut and seal it with metal, ring bells, rebury the person and then hang garlic on the window sills. THEN came along Dracul, Vlad's father who bore Vlad Dracula.
Of course, there are tales around the world that also tell of stories of Zombified people almost similar to vampyres however most people were mistaken for dead and buried alive because of poor documentation and medical treatment.
Fangs, drinking blood, and the rest of it didn't come until Hollywood. Vampires were thought to be zombies that just killed people yes by blood, but then Hollywood played it up as strictly drinking blood and romanticized them.
Written by Katie, Copyright 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
The Terrifying Deadly Sleepover
Right, This is How it Starts...
There were two girls and they were best friends there names were Emily and Katrina they always had sleepovers and sat together in school.
One Time at there Sleepover Emily Asked her mum if they could sleep in the tent outside her mum said yes and they were really excited! Emily's dad put up the tent while Katrina And Emily got everything ready, food, games, drinks ETC. When the tent was up, they took all the stuff in and snuggled down to go to sleep. But they weren't tired, they played some board games and talked but then they decided to tell ghost stories, Katrina told the most scariest one. Soon enough Emily needed the lavatory, she told Katrina she would be like two seconds, not literally. While Emily was gone Katrina thought about the story she had told Emily, she had scared herself, as it was about a weird mental person who escaped from the hospital,from the psycho ward, his name was Johnny, when he escaped he murdered twelve women 5 children and 3 babies, with his sledge hammer and knife he stored under his bed in the hospital, the nurses never found it, he was lucky. Katrina soon drifted off to sleep thinking about this story, as Emily was taking a while...
the next morning Katrina woke up in disbelief Because Emily wasn't in the tent, there were two compartments so she zipped hers down and went too look in the other, but Emily was not in that one either, had she not returned to the tent last night? did she get scared? Katrina Thought. She quickly got dressed and had a sip of the lemonade that was under the covers! After she stumbled outside to see if Emily was inside the house. She checked downstairs but Emily was no where to be seen, she clambered up the stairs and went into Emily's room but Emily wasn't there, she checked in the bathroom but she wasn't there either. She knocked on her mum and dads bedroom door and asked if she was sleeping in bed with her mum or if her mum had seen her last night! but her mum replied ''wasn't she in the tent with you?'' Katrina said ''she was in the tent but then she said she needed the toilet! I fell asleep then woke up this morning and she wasn't there, I've checked all the room's and the compartments in the tent but she is not there!''
they searched and searched but they couldn't find Emily anywhere, 'she must have ran off somewhere! ill call the police' said her mum! her dad checked the tent again then stated taking it down , Katrina and Emily's mum were talking about Emily, when they heard a scream coming from the back garden they both ran out and Emily's dad was standing there crying and screaming as they all stared in disbelief at Emily's Tore, Smashed and Cut up body behind the tent. The police arrived and they showed him the dissembled body, the police replied ' I think I know who it was, a man from a hospital escaped from a mental ward last night, He was carrying a sledge hammer and a knife, we didn't track him down, it was only from the hospital across the road though, I think it was him, I'm sorry, he is going to be killed when we find him! don't worry.' Emily's Mum had a heart attack a few days later and died, being buried next to her daughter, while Katrina lay at night thinking about that night that Emily Was smashed up and put behind the tent, Lying Right next to her head.
So, did Katrina's made up ghost story come true? Well we don't know, we never got to question Katrina as she died a year later being slashed, smashed and hung on the washing line of her house, by the same man! So he didn't die... or did he?
Sent in by LauraNSoph, Copyright 2010
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There were two girls and they were best friends there names were Emily and Katrina they always had sleepovers and sat together in school.
One Time at there Sleepover Emily Asked her mum if they could sleep in the tent outside her mum said yes and they were really excited! Emily's dad put up the tent while Katrina And Emily got everything ready, food, games, drinks ETC. When the tent was up, they took all the stuff in and snuggled down to go to sleep. But they weren't tired, they played some board games and talked but then they decided to tell ghost stories, Katrina told the most scariest one. Soon enough Emily needed the lavatory, she told Katrina she would be like two seconds, not literally. While Emily was gone Katrina thought about the story she had told Emily, she had scared herself, as it was about a weird mental person who escaped from the hospital,from the psycho ward, his name was Johnny, when he escaped he murdered twelve women 5 children and 3 babies, with his sledge hammer and knife he stored under his bed in the hospital, the nurses never found it, he was lucky. Katrina soon drifted off to sleep thinking about this story, as Emily was taking a while...
the next morning Katrina woke up in disbelief Because Emily wasn't in the tent, there were two compartments so she zipped hers down and went too look in the other, but Emily was not in that one either, had she not returned to the tent last night? did she get scared? Katrina Thought. She quickly got dressed and had a sip of the lemonade that was under the covers! After she stumbled outside to see if Emily was inside the house. She checked downstairs but Emily was no where to be seen, she clambered up the stairs and went into Emily's room but Emily wasn't there, she checked in the bathroom but she wasn't there either. She knocked on her mum and dads bedroom door and asked if she was sleeping in bed with her mum or if her mum had seen her last night! but her mum replied ''wasn't she in the tent with you?'' Katrina said ''she was in the tent but then she said she needed the toilet! I fell asleep then woke up this morning and she wasn't there, I've checked all the room's and the compartments in the tent but she is not there!''
they searched and searched but they couldn't find Emily anywhere, 'she must have ran off somewhere! ill call the police' said her mum! her dad checked the tent again then stated taking it down , Katrina and Emily's mum were talking about Emily, when they heard a scream coming from the back garden they both ran out and Emily's dad was standing there crying and screaming as they all stared in disbelief at Emily's Tore, Smashed and Cut up body behind the tent. The police arrived and they showed him the dissembled body, the police replied ' I think I know who it was, a man from a hospital escaped from a mental ward last night, He was carrying a sledge hammer and a knife, we didn't track him down, it was only from the hospital across the road though, I think it was him, I'm sorry, he is going to be killed when we find him! don't worry.' Emily's Mum had a heart attack a few days later and died, being buried next to her daughter, while Katrina lay at night thinking about that night that Emily Was smashed up and put behind the tent, Lying Right next to her head.
So, did Katrina's made up ghost story come true? Well we don't know, we never got to question Katrina as she died a year later being slashed, smashed and hung on the washing line of her house, by the same man! So he didn't die... or did he?
Sent in by LauraNSoph, Copyright 2010
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Friday, December 17, 2010
Doll Comes to Life at Night
My little sister's 7th birthday is today and we went to Wal-Mart to go shopping for her. My parents were doing something else so they gave me money and I went to buy a present. I was strolling through the girl toys when I found this baby doll. She had a white bonnet on with pink pajamas. It was a special sales day, so I decided to buy it. There were a lot of other girl things but my sister is really into dolls. So I bought the doll and I took it home and wrapped it. My parents were home because they were planning a special surprise party for her.
So my sister came home from her friends house at around 6:00 and we had cake and ice cream then we opened presents. Her last present was mine. She opened it and gasped, and she hugged me and said she will take good care of it. Well, she never departed from it. She carried it wherever she went. She even took it to school and let it sit on her desk. Every night I hear her talking to it, like she has a special relationship with it that she made up. She falls asleep at about 10:00 every night. This is when the weird stuff starts happening.
My sister put the doll in her doll's crib, but when she woke up, the doll wasn't in the crib and she was on her desk. She got mad at ME because she thought I moved her. But I said I never went into her room. So she just took the doll and went downstairs.
The next night, I heard her in her room moaning and groaning because she was uncomfy. (Our rooms are right next door) when she woke up, she was IN the doll crib and the doll was on the desk again. She hopped out and put the doll in her crib and said, "You have to stay in there for the night!" That was the first time she left her doll there. The next night we all woke up to a beeping sound. There was smoke EVERYWHERE. Me and my sister ran downstairs and my dad was putting out a stove fire. We were cleaning up when we found, the doll in the remains of the fire. It had lost its paint, its eyes, and its arm melted off. My sister started crying because she really loved her doll and it was like a sister to her. So we threw the doll out. My sister then bought a new doll. She named it Emily again. She made up an even better relationship with her new doll then the other one. Well, the other doll must have gotten mad, because when she woke up, the burned doll was in the crib, and her good new one was missing.
So after this weirdness, my sister lost interest in dolls. She is now 14. But in the attic there is still the burnt doll. Every night upstairs we hear like light footsteps and voices. We rarely go up in the attic anymore but she will never forget her 7th birthday.
Sent in by Danny (Storm), Copyright 2010
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So my sister came home from her friends house at around 6:00 and we had cake and ice cream then we opened presents. Her last present was mine. She opened it and gasped, and she hugged me and said she will take good care of it. Well, she never departed from it. She carried it wherever she went. She even took it to school and let it sit on her desk. Every night I hear her talking to it, like she has a special relationship with it that she made up. She falls asleep at about 10:00 every night. This is when the weird stuff starts happening.
My sister put the doll in her doll's crib, but when she woke up, the doll wasn't in the crib and she was on her desk. She got mad at ME because she thought I moved her. But I said I never went into her room. So she just took the doll and went downstairs.
The next night, I heard her in her room moaning and groaning because she was uncomfy. (Our rooms are right next door) when she woke up, she was IN the doll crib and the doll was on the desk again. She hopped out and put the doll in her crib and said, "You have to stay in there for the night!" That was the first time she left her doll there. The next night we all woke up to a beeping sound. There was smoke EVERYWHERE. Me and my sister ran downstairs and my dad was putting out a stove fire. We were cleaning up when we found, the doll in the remains of the fire. It had lost its paint, its eyes, and its arm melted off. My sister started crying because she really loved her doll and it was like a sister to her. So we threw the doll out. My sister then bought a new doll. She named it Emily again. She made up an even better relationship with her new doll then the other one. Well, the other doll must have gotten mad, because when she woke up, the burned doll was in the crib, and her good new one was missing.
So after this weirdness, my sister lost interest in dolls. She is now 14. But in the attic there is still the burnt doll. Every night upstairs we hear like light footsteps and voices. We rarely go up in the attic anymore but she will never forget her 7th birthday.
Sent in by Danny (Storm), Copyright 2010
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Interview With Immortal Vampire
1. Are you immortal or do you only live for a long time? Example: 200-300 years?
After I was turned, over my lifeless body and as I awoke to a craving – it seemed as if hours turn into days into weeks into years… into even centuries… For me its seems like I’ve lived forevermore rather than a “long time”. But it varies. Not all of my kind are immortal.
2. Is it painful to get turned into a vampire?
For me, I felt the sharpness yes… But it was like a numbing sensation that had almost left me lifeless.
3. Do all vampires have fangs? Or get fangs when they feed?
Not all vampires have fangs, because not all require blood. There are vampires who also feed off of energy. As for those who do require blood, such as myself, our fangs are rarely seen… unless you’re a donor.
4. Does sunlight hurt you or are you just more sensitive to sunlight then humans?
No, sunlight does not hurt us… nor does it result in us bursting into flames or dust. For me at least, it is simply bothersome to my vision and aura. Therefore, I feed mostly at night.
5. Do you kill humans to feed or do you have donors?
Yes, we may be heartless beings… but that doesn’t mean we’re killers. A majority of us find ways to lure in donors.
6. Do vampires have pale and cold skin?
For me, I’m not as pale as death… though I do have fairly light skin. Slightly colder than others, yes.
7. Do all vampires look attractive to humans?
We tend to look “younger” and mysterious yes… but only because it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
8. Are all vampires slim or look well trained?
Slim or well trained yes–referring back to the last question, again, it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
9. Does the body or appearance of a vampire change over the years?
Well, depending on how young we are when we are changed–that is our eternal limit. In other words, we stay the same age we are the same time and day we are changed.
For LOTS more about Vampires visit Vampire Truth or Myth?
After I was turned, over my lifeless body and as I awoke to a craving – it seemed as if hours turn into days into weeks into years… into even centuries… For me its seems like I’ve lived forevermore rather than a “long time”. But it varies. Not all of my kind are immortal.
2. Is it painful to get turned into a vampire?
For me, I felt the sharpness yes… But it was like a numbing sensation that had almost left me lifeless.
3. Do all vampires have fangs? Or get fangs when they feed?
Not all vampires have fangs, because not all require blood. There are vampires who also feed off of energy. As for those who do require blood, such as myself, our fangs are rarely seen… unless you’re a donor.
4. Does sunlight hurt you or are you just more sensitive to sunlight then humans?
No, sunlight does not hurt us… nor does it result in us bursting into flames or dust. For me at least, it is simply bothersome to my vision and aura. Therefore, I feed mostly at night.
5. Do you kill humans to feed or do you have donors?
Yes, we may be heartless beings… but that doesn’t mean we’re killers. A majority of us find ways to lure in donors.
6. Do vampires have pale and cold skin?
For me, I’m not as pale as death… though I do have fairly light skin. Slightly colder than others, yes.
7. Do all vampires look attractive to humans?
We tend to look “younger” and mysterious yes… but only because it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
8. Are all vampires slim or look well trained?
Slim or well trained yes–referring back to the last question, again, it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
9. Does the body or appearance of a vampire change over the years?
Well, depending on how young we are when we are changed–that is our eternal limit. In other words, we stay the same age we are the same time and day we are changed.
For LOTS more about Vampires visit Vampire Truth or Myth?
Vampires Are Real
Vampires are real just as the birds, fish, and humans are real.
Vampires are not born from the bowels of Hell. They were put here, with a purpose, when God put all other creatures.
There are two strains of original Vampires… those that have been touched by God and those that have been corrupted by the race he chose to make in his image. Human beings have a quirky way of corrupting most things around them; nature, weather, each other, animals, and plant life.
To preserve life, the longer-living ones that aren’t tainted by human bondage have gone into hiding. You’ll never find them.
The strange killings in Mexico and South Central America are not the workings of a strange animal but of unchecked, unbridled killing by those vampires that are enslaved by the human race… or, to be more poignant, by the top 1% of the human race.
It really is a shame, when you come to think of it, that we waste so much energy on fear when if we could only accept and understand we would be so much better as a society. Some call vampires monsters… I call them brother.
When I was young, I was very sick, and contracted skin cancer on my left bicep. As I grew into the tween years, I had several surgeries that left me cancer free but hampered by growth and development. One night I remember waking up in a cold sweat and felt my heart beating out of my chest and it felt like I couldn’t breathe. I tried to scream out, but it was like my lungs wouldn’t let me get enough air to produce anything resembling a normal voice.
I fell unconscious and when I woke up I felt normal, still sick, but normal. Over the next few weeks I started to gain strength like I’ve never known. I ran the mile at school (the first time I ever tried to do anything like that) and I did it in 7 minutes, which for me was a miracle. My grades went through the roof, I could focus better, I was stronger.
For reasons that I won’t get into here, I tried to kill myself by slicing my veins on my left arm. I cut deep but the very moment I did it, I felt like an electric pulse flow through me and the blood eventually stopped. I changed my mind (as people do) and went to the hospital. The doctor sewed up what was left of the wound and I went on my way. The skin grew so fast over the stitches that when I went to have them taken out, he had to dig my skin out to get at them.
There were woods near my house that I would frequent in and I found myself becoming for attuned to the smells, sights, feelings of the forest. I felt a surge of adrenaline mixed with a sense of fury, closely checked, every time I smelled something unfamiliar.
I’ll spare the details, but I tried to sample my own blood (an old habit from when I was very young) and I threw it up immediately. It touched my tongue and the taste was wrong, immediately. I was going out with someone and she was adventurous and let me have a taste and it was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. The feeling it gave me was like feeling something hot and cold flowing through every vein in your body, relaxing and energizing you at the same time.
I’ll admit that I’m still confused at what I am, but I can’t stand strong herbal smells… from garlic to onions and I get extreme migraines when I venture out into the sun for any length of time unless I am wearing a hat, sun glasses, and super sun block. At night, I feel alive and my eyes adjust better to the dim light of the moon than anything else.
Sent in by Sako, Copyright 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Bloody Mirror in Abandoned House
Hi, my name is Dale and when I was four I moved into a friendly quiet neighborhood with a lot of original people who lived there and kids. When we bought it the Realtor said it was 200k then my parents got it. We went around (me and my two brothers) greeting and everyone asked what house we moved into. When we told them they got a strange look on their faces and said oh, be safe. Then we were concerned about that.
After a month we made friends with my neighbors and one asked if we knew why there was a bloody mirror. Then they said that the people who lived here got in a fight around Christmas and the wife said "We'll be back on Christmas eve!" And took the two kids. So, on that day we was up all day... they did not show. On Christmas still no show so he blew his brains out in the room I stayed in and my brother slept in the bloody mirror room. Then it was like that gave the spirit of the husband the key to haunt us. My brother heard whispers saying "why did you leave me I'm sorry come back," and I heard gunshots and saw the foot of my bed push down." Of course I was freaked out.
Now, I am 13 and I still experience paranormal activity. One morning I was making my famous breakfast omelet with a lot of cheese sausage and bacon. And my dad was in the shower bro just left other one was a sleep then I saw a thick man about 6 feet tall with boots and faded work jeans on (just like my dad wears)walk in the dining room but never comes out. but by now I'm love seeing him I even talk to him.
We got a cat named cheddarbob and he started acting weird and it is only in the 3 spots we witness activity so we infer he sees it to but our other cat marbles does not. She stays calm and acts like normal cats do.
Another one is in '98 my gramma lived In Oklahoma and died when she was 50 yrs old. When we moved in my dad was at work bros at school mom and Realtor talking I'm laughing at the other end of my house in my room and saying you are cool too bad you died my dad tells me cool stories about you all the time. She said that is your father. Then my mom asked how I was talking to. I told her Grandma Ce-Ce. She freaked out and called my dad and both of them started crying.Now every time we mention our name she signals in an intelligent activity that she loves and misses us and wish she could of met me.
Everyday day I talk to her and we sit down and I tell her that my parents say hi and I tell them her response. I was in our county paper for being "psychic".
This is true people who interacted with these things no it is not freaky after a while and first time people remain calm if the are friendly.
Dale
After a month we made friends with my neighbors and one asked if we knew why there was a bloody mirror. Then they said that the people who lived here got in a fight around Christmas and the wife said "We'll be back on Christmas eve!" And took the two kids. So, on that day we was up all day... they did not show. On Christmas still no show so he blew his brains out in the room I stayed in and my brother slept in the bloody mirror room. Then it was like that gave the spirit of the husband the key to haunt us. My brother heard whispers saying "why did you leave me I'm sorry come back," and I heard gunshots and saw the foot of my bed push down." Of course I was freaked out.
Now, I am 13 and I still experience paranormal activity. One morning I was making my famous breakfast omelet with a lot of cheese sausage and bacon. And my dad was in the shower bro just left other one was a sleep then I saw a thick man about 6 feet tall with boots and faded work jeans on (just like my dad wears)walk in the dining room but never comes out. but by now I'm love seeing him I even talk to him.
We got a cat named cheddarbob and he started acting weird and it is only in the 3 spots we witness activity so we infer he sees it to but our other cat marbles does not. She stays calm and acts like normal cats do.
Another one is in '98 my gramma lived In Oklahoma and died when she was 50 yrs old. When we moved in my dad was at work bros at school mom and Realtor talking I'm laughing at the other end of my house in my room and saying you are cool too bad you died my dad tells me cool stories about you all the time. She said that is your father. Then my mom asked how I was talking to. I told her Grandma Ce-Ce. She freaked out and called my dad and both of them started crying.Now every time we mention our name she signals in an intelligent activity that she loves and misses us and wish she could of met me.
Everyday day I talk to her and we sit down and I tell her that my parents say hi and I tell them her response. I was in our county paper for being "psychic".
This is true people who interacted with these things no it is not freaky after a while and first time people remain calm if the are friendly.
Dale
Monday, December 13, 2010
Ghost Girl at My Party
One night I had a sleepover. I told all my friends to come. It was going to be a fun night, because everybody I invited came.
It wasn't too long before things started getting out of hand. We were watching some videos on the internet, when suddenly we hear a smash in the kitchen. We all ran upstairs and we saw mom's 1,000 dollar jewelry set knocked on the floor. The shattered diamonds lost its sparkle. I heard someone coming downstairs, and it was my mom. She said, "Oh my gosh, how did they get knocked off onto the floor?" Then my little sister came down and said,"What was that?" Mom said, "Nothing, just go to bed honey."
So my mom went to bed then we went back downstairs. We were walking to the computer, then stopped, when we all felt this uneasy stalking feeling. Emma, my friend, was like, "Hey, Cynth, is someone following us?" We all turned around and got the chills. All we saw is the dark staircase with the echo of metal.
Suddenly, my sister came running down the steps, crying. She went over to me and said, "Where's mommy!!!" I told her she went to bed. She jumped into my arms and I said, "What is going on, what happened?" She told me she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom and in the mirror she saw a ghost girl. She described her, and said she had long black hair, and she was holding a doll, she was wearing a white nightgown. She motioned her to come to her. She asked if she could sleep with us. I said sure.
So we went upstairs to my bedroom, my friends slept in their sleeping bags and my sister slept in my bed with me.
We were in our beds, and we hear someone coming up the steps. And we hear the footsteps getting closer to my room. My sister was getting under the covers and I said, don't worry it's probably just mom. My doorknob was jiggling back and forth for a while when it finally opened. My sister, hoping it was mom, jumped out of the bed. But no one was there.
I got up and shut the door, and turned on cartoons for my sister because she was terrified. We were watching TV, when suddenly we heard the sound of someone running their fingers down a mirror.
I went into the bathroom and saw a bloody handprint on the mirror. I told my friends and my sister to come downstairs. So we went to the basement when suddenly we heard a wood noise. I was like, oh my gosh now what?! I went into the back room and I couldn't believe what I just saw. In fact, EVERYONE saw it. It was the ghost girl that my sister described. She was behind the boarded up room, shaking the wood, like she was in jail rattling the bars or something. That was it. My sister screamed as loud as she could. We were all scared, so we moved the party to Emmy's house.
But a rumor at our house says that a girl got stuck in the house in a fire, and died in there. It could be the spirit of the little girl.
Sent in by Cynthia, Copyright 2010
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It wasn't too long before things started getting out of hand. We were watching some videos on the internet, when suddenly we hear a smash in the kitchen. We all ran upstairs and we saw mom's 1,000 dollar jewelry set knocked on the floor. The shattered diamonds lost its sparkle. I heard someone coming downstairs, and it was my mom. She said, "Oh my gosh, how did they get knocked off onto the floor?" Then my little sister came down and said,"What was that?" Mom said, "Nothing, just go to bed honey."
So my mom went to bed then we went back downstairs. We were walking to the computer, then stopped, when we all felt this uneasy stalking feeling. Emma, my friend, was like, "Hey, Cynth, is someone following us?" We all turned around and got the chills. All we saw is the dark staircase with the echo of metal.
Suddenly, my sister came running down the steps, crying. She went over to me and said, "Where's mommy!!!" I told her she went to bed. She jumped into my arms and I said, "What is going on, what happened?" She told me she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom and in the mirror she saw a ghost girl. She described her, and said she had long black hair, and she was holding a doll, she was wearing a white nightgown. She motioned her to come to her. She asked if she could sleep with us. I said sure.
So we went upstairs to my bedroom, my friends slept in their sleeping bags and my sister slept in my bed with me.
We were in our beds, and we hear someone coming up the steps. And we hear the footsteps getting closer to my room. My sister was getting under the covers and I said, don't worry it's probably just mom. My doorknob was jiggling back and forth for a while when it finally opened. My sister, hoping it was mom, jumped out of the bed. But no one was there.
I got up and shut the door, and turned on cartoons for my sister because she was terrified. We were watching TV, when suddenly we heard the sound of someone running their fingers down a mirror.
I went into the bathroom and saw a bloody handprint on the mirror. I told my friends and my sister to come downstairs. So we went to the basement when suddenly we heard a wood noise. I was like, oh my gosh now what?! I went into the back room and I couldn't believe what I just saw. In fact, EVERYONE saw it. It was the ghost girl that my sister described. She was behind the boarded up room, shaking the wood, like she was in jail rattling the bars or something. That was it. My sister screamed as loud as she could. We were all scared, so we moved the party to Emmy's house.
But a rumor at our house says that a girl got stuck in the house in a fire, and died in there. It could be the spirit of the little girl.
Sent in by Cynthia, Copyright 2010
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Demon in the CR Classroom and Drama Class
Okay so my first story are both true, I have no reason to make this up.I'm currently in 11th grade, and these accorded back in 9th grade. Okay so me and my friends who I will call BJ, Amanda, Amber, Troy, Berry, and Don. We were all in our creative writing class, it was the end of the semester. We all felt like having some fun, Amanda thought of making a Ouija board. We all agree cause we pretty much thought it would be b/s cause we were in a high school. So we played along and used a ring for the pointer. We started asking if there was anything there, all of a sudden the ring moved to yes, we kinda laughed it off cause we thought Amanda had moved it herself. so we asked are you a ghost? the response we got back was yes, then it spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r. I was freaked out so I stopped and sat in a chair near them cause I wanted to watch, so we asked for a sign to show they were their. All of a sudden don fell out of the chair to the floor. I ran over to him and asked him what was wrong, he was so freaked out he could barely breath, his mom was the teacher so she laughed it off and went on with whatever she did. He grabbed on to me like a scared child and whispered it hit me it hit me, he just kept saying it over and over. I really freaked out then. I started to make them stop but I was stopped when I felt a sharp pain on my shoulder when we moved my shirt there was a huge print on my shoulder that looked like a hand with claws. Everyone had something happen to them but my friend Troy got the worst, the demon, we have no idea how he did this but, Troy ended up with about five huge puncture wounds on his chest near his heart. I can remember how scared we were, after that we did everything to get rid of it. Amanda never really seemed upset. but I cant tell you one thing, I still shake uncontrollably when I think of it.
Well after that whole thing I got them in my drama class in the next term.We all were happy to be together, and stuff. Amanda had kept the paper Ouija board, as a joke I guess. But she wasn't joking about using it on stage. We had a project for class to think of scary stories, so we were going to reenact the classroom thing. well Amanda wanted to really use the board again, everyone said yes other than me and don. Who wanted nothing to do with it but just sat there, Well we started acting we asked if anyone was there, the ring from before went to yes, then we asked who are you it spelled j-a-s-o-n we asked him what happened to you I-w-a-s-h-you-n-g. we looked around and said in here? it went to yes. We started asking him stuff like why and such he told us he was bullied and never wanted to deal with it anymore. Right before we ended our "play" which the teacher thought we weren't really using it. We said ok we're going to close this he spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r-s-b-a-c-k. then we all freaked out and looked around we heard this loud scream and the desk we were using was thrown from the stage and into the floor about ten feet away. We closed it and we all sat down and shook with fear. nothing has every been so scary!
Sent in by Arabella, Copyright 2010
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Well after that whole thing I got them in my drama class in the next term.We all were happy to be together, and stuff. Amanda had kept the paper Ouija board, as a joke I guess. But she wasn't joking about using it on stage. We had a project for class to think of scary stories, so we were going to reenact the classroom thing. well Amanda wanted to really use the board again, everyone said yes other than me and don. Who wanted nothing to do with it but just sat there, Well we started acting we asked if anyone was there, the ring from before went to yes, then we asked who are you it spelled j-a-s-o-n we asked him what happened to you I-w-a-s-h-you-n-g. we looked around and said in here? it went to yes. We started asking him stuff like why and such he told us he was bullied and never wanted to deal with it anymore. Right before we ended our "play" which the teacher thought we weren't really using it. We said ok we're going to close this he spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r-s-b-a-c-k. then we all freaked out and looked around we heard this loud scream and the desk we were using was thrown from the stage and into the floor about ten feet away. We closed it and we all sat down and shook with fear. nothing has every been so scary!
Sent in by Arabella, Copyright 2010
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Ok me and my friends were home alone. We were bored senseless and we had nothing to do. I looked for something to do on a big bookshelf sitting next to the TV whilst Janna was watching it. I found a Ouija Board. "Hey I found something we can do" I said not knowing what it is. I knew it was some sort of black magic but I really didn't believe it.
We both sat around in a circle with the lights off and candles lit for we can see. Janna went first. Nothing really happened so I gave it a shot. It spelled out the word KILL. We all started laughing then... something bit me! (I still have the bite marks for proof) and then I started getting freaked out. I was worried that we were messing with Satan which is something we should NEVER EVER do. We kept playing it until something threw me across the room and made a dent in the wall with me! We were scared we prayed that we would be ok because we really didn't want to die.
I was praying to God that we don't die and Janna was sitting in the corner senseless and out of space. I went over to her, whispered her name, nothing happened. I tried the same thing minutes later still nothing happened. The third time I tried it she snapped at me like a pit bull. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was NOT kidding around with me. Her eyes are blue but they had turned black. I started praying some more. I went crazy after about 2 minutes later.
Janna was still sitting in outer space and I looked at her and prayed that she would come out of it. She never did. I dint know what to do mom and dad went home cant call the police cant call any of moms friends they would all think that were joking. I stayed calm. Janna headed towards the Ouija Board and she let it guide her. It spelled out SATAN and then I ran for my life. I took the Ouija Board and though it in the garbage. I ran back to grab Janna. She was still in shock but she was running with me. We had no where to go. We hid underneath our porch while I was thinking of somewhere we could run.
I decided we would run 3 miles to Manson's house. (Manson is a good friend of ours.) We ran as fast as our legs can carry us. When we got there I banged of the door and Manson answered. "What are you doing here this late" I told him and he said we should stay the night at his house that night. That's exactly what we did. We laid Janna down in his bed and me and Manson talked. I told him what was going on. He kind of beloved me. I had proof that something bit me. He believed me now. It was a long cold night for me, Janna and Manson.
We were all scared now because Manson dint want us or himself to die. Me and Manson stayed up all night talking about what we were going to do. We cant kill the demon or whatever it was because its all ready dead. We cant call the police because they will thinks its a prank call and non of our parents were home. We were all out of ideas. Me and Manson sat across from each other legs crossed thinking of what to do. Nothing seemed to work when all of a sudden we hear this big BOOM! sound. It scared me and Manson out of our pants. We got up in a hurry and looked around to see what was there. We found nothing. I went in the bedroom to check on Janna she was fine. Now something wasn't right. We just crashed on the couch since we were REALLY tired and in the morning nothing was wrong. Nothing went BOOM! and Janna was fine but we since we did the Ouija Board nothing was the same since...
Sent in by Jasmine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
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We both sat around in a circle with the lights off and candles lit for we can see. Janna went first. Nothing really happened so I gave it a shot. It spelled out the word KILL. We all started laughing then... something bit me! (I still have the bite marks for proof) and then I started getting freaked out. I was worried that we were messing with Satan which is something we should NEVER EVER do. We kept playing it until something threw me across the room and made a dent in the wall with me! We were scared we prayed that we would be ok because we really didn't want to die.
I was praying to God that we don't die and Janna was sitting in the corner senseless and out of space. I went over to her, whispered her name, nothing happened. I tried the same thing minutes later still nothing happened. The third time I tried it she snapped at me like a pit bull. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was NOT kidding around with me. Her eyes are blue but they had turned black. I started praying some more. I went crazy after about 2 minutes later.
Janna was still sitting in outer space and I looked at her and prayed that she would come out of it. She never did. I dint know what to do mom and dad went home cant call the police cant call any of moms friends they would all think that were joking. I stayed calm. Janna headed towards the Ouija Board and she let it guide her. It spelled out SATAN and then I ran for my life. I took the Ouija Board and though it in the garbage. I ran back to grab Janna. She was still in shock but she was running with me. We had no where to go. We hid underneath our porch while I was thinking of somewhere we could run.
I decided we would run 3 miles to Manson's house. (Manson is a good friend of ours.) We ran as fast as our legs can carry us. When we got there I banged of the door and Manson answered. "What are you doing here this late" I told him and he said we should stay the night at his house that night. That's exactly what we did. We laid Janna down in his bed and me and Manson talked. I told him what was going on. He kind of beloved me. I had proof that something bit me. He believed me now. It was a long cold night for me, Janna and Manson.
We were all scared now because Manson dint want us or himself to die. Me and Manson stayed up all night talking about what we were going to do. We cant kill the demon or whatever it was because its all ready dead. We cant call the police because they will thinks its a prank call and non of our parents were home. We were all out of ideas. Me and Manson sat across from each other legs crossed thinking of what to do. Nothing seemed to work when all of a sudden we hear this big BOOM! sound. It scared me and Manson out of our pants. We got up in a hurry and looked around to see what was there. We found nothing. I went in the bedroom to check on Janna she was fine. Now something wasn't right. We just crashed on the couch since we were REALLY tired and in the morning nothing was wrong. Nothing went BOOM! and Janna was fine but we since we did the Ouija Board nothing was the same since...
Sent in by Jasmine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
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Friday, December 10, 2010
Ghostly Murder in 130 Year Old House
Just to start off, I wanted to say that I have lived in old houses all my life. My dad's house is 130 years old and the wood to make it was carted up the hill by oxen. But back to the story. My mom moved into this house last May. It was a recent divorce and tempers were running high, I could barely sleep at night. Now, Mom's house was built in 1750. It stood through the Revolutionary War, the Civil War, and both World Wars. It's been a gas station, an inn.. and this, I think, is where the ghost comes from.
I remember Mom getting really angry because my dad wanted to take me and my little brother to Vermont on Mom's time. She started getting really upset and I knew she didn't want me and Charlie to hear her yelling at my dad. So she went into the guest bedroom and closed the door, and when she was talking on the phone, me and Charlie eavesdropped (Shhh). She was yelling and then she stopped, and we could hear her say "What the . . ." and then she came pelting out of the room and hurried us upstairs into my room, where we huddled on my bed. I had to hold onto my rat Percy to keep him from shooting under the covers of my bed. Mom's eyes were huge and wild and I could see she was breathing hard. Then Charlie realized "Mom? You left Lucy and Remus downstairs" and she started hyperventilating "I can't go down there again, he'll hurt me" and stuff like that.
I handed Percy to Charlie, and I walked resolutely down the stairs, through the hall, across the living room, and to the guest bedroom. Lucy and Remus, our German Shepherds, were standing at the door whining. I looked past them and quickly realized why Mom had freaked out. There was a guy lying on the floor with a gash on his face bleeding. He had a drink in his hand and a knife in the other one, his clothes were too old-fashioned to be from around here. Do you remember what I said about the inn? Well, it had a bar and I'm guessing this guy got in a barfight where he and his opponent were drunk.
I screamed as hard as I could and as though my scream triggered something, another guy appeared with a long knife in his left hand. He stood above the guy on the floor and I gasped. He looked at me and his eyes were not human, they were yellow and had slit white pupils. I ran, dragging Lucy and Remus with me. But I remember that the white dress I had on that day has never been the same, it's now a pale, sickly yellow with a white slash down the front. I will always remember when that happened, it terrified me and it terrified my mother.
Sent in by Grace, Copyright 2010
I remember Mom getting really angry because my dad wanted to take me and my little brother to Vermont on Mom's time. She started getting really upset and I knew she didn't want me and Charlie to hear her yelling at my dad. So she went into the guest bedroom and closed the door, and when she was talking on the phone, me and Charlie eavesdropped (Shhh). She was yelling and then she stopped, and we could hear her say "What the . . ." and then she came pelting out of the room and hurried us upstairs into my room, where we huddled on my bed. I had to hold onto my rat Percy to keep him from shooting under the covers of my bed. Mom's eyes were huge and wild and I could see she was breathing hard. Then Charlie realized "Mom? You left Lucy and Remus downstairs" and she started hyperventilating "I can't go down there again, he'll hurt me" and stuff like that.
I handed Percy to Charlie, and I walked resolutely down the stairs, through the hall, across the living room, and to the guest bedroom. Lucy and Remus, our German Shepherds, were standing at the door whining. I looked past them and quickly realized why Mom had freaked out. There was a guy lying on the floor with a gash on his face bleeding. He had a drink in his hand and a knife in the other one, his clothes were too old-fashioned to be from around here. Do you remember what I said about the inn? Well, it had a bar and I'm guessing this guy got in a barfight where he and his opponent were drunk.
I screamed as hard as I could and as though my scream triggered something, another guy appeared with a long knife in his left hand. He stood above the guy on the floor and I gasped. He looked at me and his eyes were not human, they were yellow and had slit white pupils. I ran, dragging Lucy and Remus with me. But I remember that the white dress I had on that day has never been the same, it's now a pale, sickly yellow with a white slash down the front. I will always remember when that happened, it terrified me and it terrified my mother.
Sent in by Grace, Copyright 2010
How I Hypnotize a Human
I just thought I would give you guys an idea of how I hypnotize people, I have nothing better to do, so I'll give you guys some more information about vampires.
To hypnotize a human, I only need to make eye contact with the human for a few seconds. However, the stronger the human’s will, the longer hypnosis takes. If necessary, I can completely crush the human mind or destroy the individual’s sanity, leaving little more than a drooling lunatic. I can convince a potential human to allow the revenant to enter the individual’s home or leave a house unseen, command one that has been bitten to be controlled in any way that I wish, and to force the chosen human to accept my dark embrace without a struggle. My bite seems to have an anesthetic effect on a human, giving me the time I need to feed. Afterwards, I may use this ability to make the victim forget about the attack.
Now let me tell you some more about myself.
My full name is Samantha Philomena Jane. I love to be loved and to be around people with positive energy. And normally I like to feed on the blood of women. The taste is more vulnerable and sweet. I love to help people and give them advice, although I don't like to take my own. I love to travel and see new things, experience new things and learn about new things, I would say I like to live on the edge, but I am the edge. I have a soft heart, so to speak, and I would never turn anyone down, I love animals and that's ONE OF the reasons I don't kill them. I trust people to easy. And I might be really old but I still like to be pretty. And I would like to be modern. But some people think just because I'm a vampire I have to live and talk like I did in the 1800's. But like I said, I like to try new things.
I am quite smart and I don't like for people to tell me otherwise. And some people notice I don't put punctuation, I am aware of that, and I do that on purpose. It takes up too much time. I like the gothic style in clothing, and if you see my myspace picture you notice that. I like the dark and I finally talked my friend into letting me paint the walls black. I do get bored very easy, especially when I'm alone. I do kind of have anger issues but I try and control that. I don't like to be told what to do, that annoys me. Hmm lets see... I am an empath and I can change peoples minds, I have very tough skin. I am a night child, I love the moon and stars. There is something so mysterious about the night, so free, but dangerous.
I am all about peace and love, and in the 60's I longed so much to be a hippie. I love rock, metal, and some pop. I like every decade of music. 20's, 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and today. I don't take a liking to country or rap or hip hop. My favorite bands are Elvis (of course) and Jefferson Airplane (60's) Jimmie Hendrix, The Doors, Janis Joplin, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Poison, Motley Crue, Guns and Roses, Nirvana, Alice in Chains, Breaking Benjamin, Cradle of Filth, H.I.M, Sixx a.m, Otep, and many many more. And like I said, I may be a vampire but that don't mean I cant be modern, and that don't mean I cant listen to music. My favorite colors are purple and black, and a little green and blue.
I like to have fun in my free time. And I do wear some make up, but I'm not really girlie. I do favor dresses, that is something I have not gotten over, I prefer dark dresses. I like boots and converse. And I love the earth, I respect the earth. I am Christian and I believe in god. But I don't hate against people with other religions, and gay people don't bother me. I hate war, and I wish this would end, I have seen a lot of war, and it feels like its never going to end, and I don't like it when people are judged on what they wear and how they act. I wish we would apologize and start over, its not so hard to get along with people. I do it all the time. And I have long black curly hair, my eyes are emerald green, sometimes yellow and maybe black. I'm 5'6 and 118 pounds. I have really pale skin. No my hair doesn't grow, so if I cut it, its like that forever, I can never gain weight nor lose it. Cats are my favorite animal, they are the keepers for the gate of the underworld. And I do have fangs, but they have to be triggered. By blood or anger... Or other things...
I have never killed a human nor do I want to. I don't work and I don't go to school, I don't have an ID and I have no birth certificate anymore, No one knows I exist. I erased everything, don't ask me how I did it because I cant tell you, but I am very smart and it was not hard to figure out. And sometimes I do have flash backs to my past. But most things I cant remember after my changing. Well I don't really know what else to say about me, if you have any questions please feel free to ask, hope you all learned a lot.
Sent in by Samantha Philomena Jane, Copyright 2010
To hypnotize a human, I only need to make eye contact with the human for a few seconds. However, the stronger the human’s will, the longer hypnosis takes. If necessary, I can completely crush the human mind or destroy the individual’s sanity, leaving little more than a drooling lunatic. I can convince a potential human to allow the revenant to enter the individual’s home or leave a house unseen, command one that has been bitten to be controlled in any way that I wish, and to force the chosen human to accept my dark embrace without a struggle. My bite seems to have an anesthetic effect on a human, giving me the time I need to feed. Afterwards, I may use this ability to make the victim forget about the attack.
Now let me tell you some more about myself.
My full name is Samantha Philomena Jane. I love to be loved and to be around people with positive energy. And normally I like to feed on the blood of women. The taste is more vulnerable and sweet. I love to help people and give them advice, although I don't like to take my own. I love to travel and see new things, experience new things and learn about new things, I would say I like to live on the edge, but I am the edge. I have a soft heart, so to speak, and I would never turn anyone down, I love animals and that's ONE OF the reasons I don't kill them. I trust people to easy. And I might be really old but I still like to be pretty. And I would like to be modern. But some people think just because I'm a vampire I have to live and talk like I did in the 1800's. But like I said, I like to try new things.
I am quite smart and I don't like for people to tell me otherwise. And some people notice I don't put punctuation, I am aware of that, and I do that on purpose. It takes up too much time. I like the gothic style in clothing, and if you see my myspace picture you notice that. I like the dark and I finally talked my friend into letting me paint the walls black. I do get bored very easy, especially when I'm alone. I do kind of have anger issues but I try and control that. I don't like to be told what to do, that annoys me. Hmm lets see... I am an empath and I can change peoples minds, I have very tough skin. I am a night child, I love the moon and stars. There is something so mysterious about the night, so free, but dangerous.
I am all about peace and love, and in the 60's I longed so much to be a hippie. I love rock, metal, and some pop. I like every decade of music. 20's, 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and today. I don't take a liking to country or rap or hip hop. My favorite bands are Elvis (of course) and Jefferson Airplane (60's) Jimmie Hendrix, The Doors, Janis Joplin, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Poison, Motley Crue, Guns and Roses, Nirvana, Alice in Chains, Breaking Benjamin, Cradle of Filth, H.I.M, Sixx a.m, Otep, and many many more. And like I said, I may be a vampire but that don't mean I cant be modern, and that don't mean I cant listen to music. My favorite colors are purple and black, and a little green and blue.
I like to have fun in my free time. And I do wear some make up, but I'm not really girlie. I do favor dresses, that is something I have not gotten over, I prefer dark dresses. I like boots and converse. And I love the earth, I respect the earth. I am Christian and I believe in god. But I don't hate against people with other religions, and gay people don't bother me. I hate war, and I wish this would end, I have seen a lot of war, and it feels like its never going to end, and I don't like it when people are judged on what they wear and how they act. I wish we would apologize and start over, its not so hard to get along with people. I do it all the time. And I have long black curly hair, my eyes are emerald green, sometimes yellow and maybe black. I'm 5'6 and 118 pounds. I have really pale skin. No my hair doesn't grow, so if I cut it, its like that forever, I can never gain weight nor lose it. Cats are my favorite animal, they are the keepers for the gate of the underworld. And I do have fangs, but they have to be triggered. By blood or anger... Or other things...
I have never killed a human nor do I want to. I don't work and I don't go to school, I don't have an ID and I have no birth certificate anymore, No one knows I exist. I erased everything, don't ask me how I did it because I cant tell you, but I am very smart and it was not hard to figure out. And sometimes I do have flash backs to my past. But most things I cant remember after my changing. Well I don't really know what else to say about me, if you have any questions please feel free to ask, hope you all learned a lot.
Sent in by Samantha Philomena Jane, Copyright 2010
Samantha The Real Vampire
Some of you have probably seen me on other posts. So I decided to make one of my own so it will be easier to answer your questions. As most of you know I am a real vampire. And I thrive for humans to know about me. Maybe some of you would like to know about my life. Okay so I will tell you about it. What I can remember anyways.
I was born in the 1800's and I am 144 years old. I was turned at 17. When I first woke up in the strange place where my "maker" left me I didn't know what happened. I thought maybe I had been kidnapped and the person left me. I was sweating really badly and I had blood all over my neck and chest. I tried to find my way back home but I couldn't remember, I couldn't remember anything I had done before I woke up. The only thing I could remember was my name. Someone found me where I was and brought me home.
They had all kinds of doctors to try and see what was wrong with me but they couldn't figure out what was wrong. And personally I didn't know what was wrong with me. Time passed and I never aged. I still looked 17 as they said.
They soon started accusing my family of being witches. But that soon went away. More years passed and my mother grew older and my father. But I was still "17" even though I should be a lot older. Soon enough my mother died. And soon after my father. I was an only child so I had no one else. I lived alone and in abandoned houses. I didn't need to eat so that was no problem. But I liked blood. And at the time I didn't know why.
Many years passed and soon enough I began researching and looking up things. And I found one thing I never thought twice about me being; I was a vampire. This was strange to me. Because like most of you I didn't believe in things like that. I thought it was stupid and ignorant. But sure enough that's what I was. And soon I found every file they had of me and got rid of it. So I never existed. If you tried to look me up you wouldn't find me.
Years later I met my best friend Makailey and told her what I was and I moved in with her and I have lived there for three years. Before I met her I was traveling. I have been everywhere. I love traveling.
But that's my story. And like I said in other peoples posts. If you have any questions feel free to ask them because I love to answer questions.
Written by Samantha, Copyright 2010
Check out http://www.VampireTruthOrMyth.com
I was born in the 1800's and I am 144 years old. I was turned at 17. When I first woke up in the strange place where my "maker" left me I didn't know what happened. I thought maybe I had been kidnapped and the person left me. I was sweating really badly and I had blood all over my neck and chest. I tried to find my way back home but I couldn't remember, I couldn't remember anything I had done before I woke up. The only thing I could remember was my name. Someone found me where I was and brought me home.
They had all kinds of doctors to try and see what was wrong with me but they couldn't figure out what was wrong. And personally I didn't know what was wrong with me. Time passed and I never aged. I still looked 17 as they said.
They soon started accusing my family of being witches. But that soon went away. More years passed and my mother grew older and my father. But I was still "17" even though I should be a lot older. Soon enough my mother died. And soon after my father. I was an only child so I had no one else. I lived alone and in abandoned houses. I didn't need to eat so that was no problem. But I liked blood. And at the time I didn't know why.
Many years passed and soon enough I began researching and looking up things. And I found one thing I never thought twice about me being; I was a vampire. This was strange to me. Because like most of you I didn't believe in things like that. I thought it was stupid and ignorant. But sure enough that's what I was. And soon I found every file they had of me and got rid of it. So I never existed. If you tried to look me up you wouldn't find me.
Years later I met my best friend Makailey and told her what I was and I moved in with her and I have lived there for three years. Before I met her I was traveling. I have been everywhere. I love traveling.
But that's my story. And like I said in other peoples posts. If you have any questions feel free to ask them because I love to answer questions.
Written by Samantha, Copyright 2010
Check out http://www.VampireTruthOrMyth.com
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