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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Monday, December 13, 2010
Message from the Other Side of Heaven
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
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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
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