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UbiMargieD
10-27-2011, 01:22 PM
Post your ghostly discussion here! I am moving all comments to this thread.

We'll be like in the stands at a baseball game, talking about the event!

UbiMargieD
10-27-2011, 01:22 PM
Post your ghostly discussion here! I am moving all comments to this thread.

We'll be like in the stands at a baseball game, talking about the event!

Wrewretet
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
Will the prizes be in the Jade Mall? The outfits for Fashion Week were in the Jade Mall a few days before the actual Fashion Week. Will the prizes be like that time?

http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/heart.gif Serena Fabulous Starshine http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/heart.gif

UbiDarla
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Design101:
Does the winnner get a title? Like
Spooky Storey Writer
or something </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Oops! Went back and included the title in the Original Post. Thanks for the reminder!

skylight22
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
May I please edit or change my entry, like I did for the Harry Potter contest? BTW, I've always been wondering, did you count my changed entry or just use my original entry for that contest?

Aunella
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
Writing and telling ghost stories is like my life!!!!I have watched ALL ghost tv shows and listened to my friends telling me about their ghost moments in life that are TRUE!!!I love telling ghost stories sometimes when I tell them to my friends they get reaally scared.Hopefully I win one of those places.I'll try my best as always and like I said telling,writing,and listening about ghost stories is my passion! http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

bell323
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
ummhow do u enter to do a ghost story i dont really know how to enter it????????? help

jinn-sylvia
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by FancyEmerald36:
when is this over </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

"Submissions are due by no later than Tuesday, November 1. "

As UbiDarla said. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

jinn-sylvia
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
First prize is SOOOOOO cute, UbiDarla! I'll try to write something... just to enter! And, a little question... what is the average words limit?
Edit: Does the story have to be associated with Halloween, or can we write our own random ghost story????????????

http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gifhttp://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif
Let's get spooky XD

FancyEmerald36
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
when is this over

girl7233
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<span class="ev_code_BLACK">LUNA!~</span> WOAH. Das a lotta words. Imma get back 2 you on that, when I finish reading it in 40 minutes! http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif

artsaboveall
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
wow, awesome entires so far!!!!! http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-very-happy.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

artsaboveall
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
could we post a scary poem instead of a story? http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

iiiii4
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
arrrrrrrrrrrrr my gills like this sorey my boudr is goon!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i do not like this aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help pez likeboo! (http://l) http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/partyhat.gif<pre class="ip-ubbcode-code-pre"> </pre> scsilverstein@deloitte.com

summergirl2011
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
[QUOTE]Originally posted by hermione2011:
I am going to work like crazy on this!!! Heheheheheheh!!! People say I'm a good writer! I'll probably be working on it for the next few days! This is going to be really fun!

I'll post my entry later!!!!!



Hermoine i am your friend on imagine town well at least i think i am.... How do you make those pictures under your words?? i want to know i always see people using them but i don't know how to make one!

chocolatepie5
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by UbiDarla:
[QUOTE]Originally posted by Design101:
Does the winnner get a title? Like
Spooky Storey Writer
or something </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Oops! Went back and included the title in the Original Post. Thanks for the reminder![/Can you tell me how to make a signature?]

chocolatepie5
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
How do you make a signature?????? I'm so sad that I don't know how. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/bigtears.gif

flowergoboom
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
I don't want to but I have a really good idea!

Design101
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
Does the winnner get a title? Like
Spooky Storey Writer
or something

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
I am going to work like crazy on this!!! Heheheheheheh!!! People say I'm a good writer! I'll probably be working on it for the next few days! This is going to be really fun!

I'll post my entry later!!!!!

sakuramei
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
I am in love with the first two prizes, but horror stories are so not my thing... (in fact, the closest to horror I can think of is a mystery and I think that's overdoing it.) Darn it http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_frown.gif

brebre2
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<span class="ev_code_PINK">i dont now how to make a poster online</span> http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-sad.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/bigtears.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/sadeyes.gif

leehopkie
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
i love everyones stories! http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

Katblossom
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
Thanks guys I realy worked hard on this I cant move my hand properly right now and I skipped dinner to write so I'm glad you guys like my work, I can see flaws in it though even now but I'm proud that I finished it.


We really need a comment thread though http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif I have no doubt a mod will make one any minute now XD and we shall have our posts moved.

Oh and I almost forgot, Here's Raven in her dress I drew this as an inspiration picture.

http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp5xwvDjYt1qli4i4o1_500.jpg

http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp5yaqC5Mo1qli4i4o1_500.jpg

Katblossom
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
Oh gosh, that was LONG 11 pages in word XD and Ive been typing since this went up for hours straight my hands are cramping my head is hurting but its DONE XD well I had to make a story out of it, I actually down horror-ed it and gave it a happier ending because I thought it was a bit to scary and upsetting for younger readers XD probably still is but hopefully not as much.

When I get inspired I just cant stop XD

Katblossom
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by girl7233:
<span class="ev_code_BLACK">LUNA!~</span> WOAH. Das a lotta words. Imma get back 2 you on that, when I finish reading it in 40 minutes! http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

ROFL Good luck with that LOL

fabiona12
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
OMG LUNA!! GREATIX JOB!! AND SAME WITH EVERYONE ELSE!! they are all to wonderful, there is no way i am gonna win this http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/88.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif http://media.ubi.com/us/forum_images/gf-glomp.gif

Skyler023
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by UbiDarla:
Hello citizens of Imagine Town! As we get closer to Halloween, we are excited to announce the next Imagine Town Forum Contest - Post your Ghost story contest!

We love to see you all exercise your creativity, so we are hosting another writing contest. Everyone will post their best spooky ghost story in this thread. I'll be making sure plenty of lights are on when I read them so I don't get too scared. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_wink.gif

A couple of the usual ground rules:

1. Post only one original submission written by YOU!

2. Obviously, no bad language will be allowed, this is still the same fun, safe for kids place as always.

3. Any feedback to other submissions should be positive! Here in Imagine Town we are all about making FRIENDS and briging each other UP! Let your friends know how awesome they are for putting their ideas out there!

4. As always, the GMs decisions are final. Judging is a tough job, trust me when I say we do our best to make it fair. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

5. Submissions are due by no later than Tuesday, November 1.

Now for the best part. Prizes!

First place will receive this pretty ghost costume for Halloween!
http://i56.tinypic.com/14bqbnn.png

Second place will get this fun party table for their room!
http://i52.tinypic.com/242gc5x.png

Third place will be given this awesome bat mask!
http://i55.tinypic.com/10mpypy.png

Finalists will also recieve the exclusive title "Spooky Storyteller" for their avatar!

Time to go get writing! We can't wait to read your ghost stories! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

pinkstorm6
10-27-2011, 01:38 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by hermione2011:
The Tale of the Abandoned Warehouse


I walk up the steps to the abandoned warehouse, breath shaking, my knees about to give way. It was freezing cold outside. I watched the tiny snowflakes flutter to the ground. I kept walking and reached the door. I put my hand out to open it but took it back immediately. I looked up: It was a two-story black house, the windows broken and cracked, crows on the dented roof, and spiderwebs everywhere. I was terrified to go in, but my friends dared me, and I had to. I put my hand back on the doorknob and opened it. I gasped. It was quite beautiful on the inside. A dark purple grand piano, black walls, wood floor, sitting area, a crystal chandelier, and a window. The window was broken and there were cobwebs in the corners, but it was still beautiful. I went over and sat on the piano bench and started playing "Hedwig's Theme" from Harry Potter. I suddenly heard a scream overhead and stopped playing at once. I looked up and saw blood dripping from the ceiling. I got up and ran behind the couch in case anything thing...or anyone came down the stairs. I waited for a long time and no one came. After about an hour I slowly walked up the stairs. There were no noises. I expected that whoever was up there had probably left. I reached landing and screamed. Standing in a big circle were a group of ghosts, witches, zombies, and vampires. Right in the middle of the circle was a man with a knife stuck in his chest. The monsters must have noticed me because they all turned my way. I ran back down the stairs as fast as I possibly could. They were right at my heals. I ran out the door of the house and slammed the door. Were they gone? I didn't know. I just stood there for a minute, watching the bats circle the top of the house, catching my breath. Suddenly, the door burst open and they all came running out. I sped toward my school, the closest place. I kept running until I reached the big glass door of the building. I looked behind me. I heard faint groans from the next street over: they were still following me. I tried to open the door of the school, it was locked. Luckily, I had a bobby pin in my hair. I took it out and wiggled it in the key hole. After many attempts it was open and the monsters had almost reached me. I ran inside and re-locked it. I ran through the whole school, making sure every door and window was locked. I went to the cafeteria, panting. I got myself a drink from the soda machine and sat down. I would have to stay there all night probably, until they went away. I heard a enormous crash from the halls. I ran out the closest door and locked it. The monsters were locked in. I walked around the school and saw that they had broken a window. I ignored it and ran all the way home. They wouldn't know where I was, hopefully. I picked up my phone and called 911. Nobody answered. It went to message. The message system said "AHHHHHHH!!!! MONSTER ATTACK MONSTER ATTACK!!!". "Oh...my...gosh....the monsters are killing the police man!" I said to myself. My bedroom door flew open and one of the zombies came in. I yanked my covers over my head. I felt it's massive hand grab my leg and pull me. I landed on the floor, right in front of it. I saw a flash of green light opened my eyes. I was sitting in my bed. Rays of sunlight poured through the windows and there was a layer of fresh powdery snow on the ground. "It was only a dream" I said to myself, and went back to sleep. I was so thankful that none of this happened. My friends really did dare me to go into the abandoned warehouse two streets over....I'm never going in there!!!

By Hermione Starshine http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

AHHHH! THATS AMAZING AND SCARRRRYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!! BRAVO BRAVO ENCORE ENCORE!

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:55 PM
Hmmm i'm want candy!!! XD!

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:55 PM
Ok...Where is my signature?

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
Is it back yet?

miacupcake
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Riartyunicorn:
The Day of the haunted ghost
One year in Imagine town little Riarty stood on the doorstep of Kystal Jones's house."tick or teat"Riarty said.the door opens."Well Hi Riarty what are dressed as"Kystal asks."A little ghost who was haunted your house!"Riarty says as she goes."Oh silly riarty"Kystal says."BOOOO"says a little ghost."AHHHH"Kystal sceams."I heard that you are being mean to riarty"the ghost says."Yes i have"kystal said."Well say sorry"The ghost told kystal.The next day kystal walks up to riarty and says..."i am sorry" "its ok"riarty says.Beware citizens you might be haunted like kystal is </div></BLOCKQUOTE> AHHHHHH i love that part

alainaalice
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
ok so i am going to start making songs and stuff and games i will make a new chapter tommorrow

Tawi2011
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
i want to be in it please

reesespuffs387
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
why are pretty much all these stories about murder can't it be a friendly ghost story like Casper or something like really do they all have to be scary i might even change my story to a happy ghost story

bramblettcl0505
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
how am i supposed to add MY PERSON UGH

hxasian
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
How do you post a story?

sharhina
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
don't enter your house with out a jack o lantern to warn off evil or die http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/halo.gif

Mernzamerna
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
vampirechick

Xandrastone
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-very-happy.gif so cool

iiiii4
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
a kid was in me aaaaaaaaaa help

iiiii4
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/10.gif all do not get my sorys pez

lillylover2011
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
hardee har har hina did u make the story about me how i luv singing and class? http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/inlove.gif

starcafe78
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
i was writing my story but then i pressed a button and it was gone sorry

Lilahdelia6316
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
I have a really scary story! I might tell it now,soon or later.I don't know. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/88.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/partyhat.gif;P http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/partyhat.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gifHorses

kortney567
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
wow this really does sound like fun. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-surprised.gif i really would love to have a gost story but srry

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:56 PM
Where on earth is my sig!

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:58 PM
Is my sig back yet?

hermione2011
10-27-2011, 01:59 PM
YAY ITS BACK!

Katblossom
10-27-2011, 04:07 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Katblossom:


We really need a comment thread though http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif I have no doubt a mod will make one any minute now XD and we shall have our posts moved. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Told'ya XD

skylight22
10-27-2011, 04:21 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Katblossom:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Katblossom:


We really need a comment thread though http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif I have no doubt a mod will make one any minute now XD and we shall have our posts moved. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Told'ya XD </div></BLOCKQUOTE>
XD

jayde225
10-27-2011, 06:33 PM
I shouldn't have entered.

Katblossom
10-27-2011, 07:55 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by jayde225:
I shouldn't have entered. </div></BLOCKQUOTE> Why do you say that?

jayde225
10-30-2011, 05:08 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Katblossom:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by jayde225:
I shouldn't have entered. </div></BLOCKQUOTE> Why do you say that? </div></BLOCKQUOTE> Why? Because everyone else's stories are better than mine. I'm just a Big Loser. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_frown.gif Everyone always.... igores me..... http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_frown.gif P.S. I STILL haven't got my request. The first book is done!

skylight22
10-31-2011, 12:42 PM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by jayde225:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Katblossom:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by jayde225:
I shouldn't have entered. </div></BLOCKQUOTE> Why do you say that? </div></BLOCKQUOTE> Why? Because everyone else's stories are better than mine. I'm just a Big Loser. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_frown.gif Everyone always.... igores me..... http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_frown.gif P.S. I STILL haven't got my request. The first book is done! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>
Don't say that! Seriously, don't!

DramaMama17
10-31-2011, 04:19 PM
When will the GMs annouce the winner?

adorablecute
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
boo!yay halloween is here. the best time to take your nighbors candy! <span class="ev_code_RED">muaaaaah</span> http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/icon_twisted.gifhttp://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/59.gifhttp://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/metal.gif

tigertrouble321
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
BTW THE STORY IS CALLED "DONT TURN ON THE LIGHT" and the dress i want is a witch dress, in three parts, the top half is a black background with orange lightning bolts, middle half: green polka dots with blach background, and the last part is a black backgroung with a bright yellow line across it

skylight22
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
Edited my entry... that's okay, right? I didn't change it COMPLETELY... just added something in the middle and changed something to make it spookier. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif

sassyfashion
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Hermoine's Story: YO AWESOME STORY DUDETTE! XD </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Kiara's Story: DUDE!! LIKE TOTALLY COOOL! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Eri's Story: dude! knife jewel knife already in ghost...... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! !!!! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Nina's Story: ok joey a little kid....... thats just been put 2 bed............ his parents havent come home all night........... the ghost being joey.......... a little boy ghost sucking ur entire soal enery everything........... EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK KKKKKKKKK!!! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Jackie's (also known as JD) Story: yo JD! cool story man! yah! XD 4 realz though cool story </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Carman Shay's Story: COOLZ! COOLZ! COOOOOOOOOOOLZ! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Erin's Story: WHOAZ!!! LIKE WOWIE!!!! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Luna's Story: and she goes on and on and on! and she goes on and on and on yaah! XD XD XD btw coolz story!! spooky spooooooky SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKY!!! XD and btw AGAIN i used word 2! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Verity's Story: whooooooooooooooooaaaa thaaaaaaat laaaaaaaady iiiiiiiiiis spoooooookyyyyyy </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Dani's Story: whoa! EWWWWWWW! ICCCK! EEK! i could have said em all but i was speechless no speech came out of my mouth XD but seriously it was good </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Abby's Story: whoaz! like spoooky! phantam? i would have jumped in my bed or ran 2 my parents! not follow it into a haunted house during the night! bravo! i mean braveo! XD i mean braveo! and bravo! i mean i mean oh forget it! XD </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Reply to Trinity's Story: yo trinity! spooky story! that was so creepy! soooooooo creeeeepyyyyyyyyyyyyyy </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

sassyfashion
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by cckeesd:
WHAT THE.........DOLL
"Trick or Treat" we all shouted."YAY come in!Jaja said.We all went into the haunted house Jaja put on just for us.There were spider webs all around,fake blood splattered everywhere it was very gruesome but cool.
A few hours later after dancing our tiny hearts out there came a knock on the door."Package for Cyan Bella Grace" Valerie Talsali said."For me I didn't order anything" as soon as I said that Valerie left and dropped the box at the doorstep.At first I thought it was a prank for Halloween but my thoughts were avenged .I opened the tightly wrapped box slowly,everyone cropped in to see what it was."OH MY GOSH ITS SOOOO CUTE"I shouted.It was a little Mary McGuffin doll with a red dress and polka dot bows.I put it back in the box and we all proceeded to tell ghost stories as soon as Abby was done with her's we heard a loud cry from the next room "Ahhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhh"it went again." What could that be " asked Nicole."I am sure its Jaja just playing a trick on us right Jaja" said Salacia."No!!!!!!!!! I am not doing anything and right now i am super scared" shouted Jaja.
Luna the bravest went into the next room to see what it was."OMG YOU GUYS GOTTA SEE THIS!she exclaimed.We all tiptoed to the room."MY DOLL MY DOLLLLLL!" I shouted.We all stepped back a few steps watching the tormented thing in front of us.The doll looked like she was ripped apart and stock back together by a blind person it had blood spilling from its mouth and in one hand had a chainsaw and the next a knife.Luna shouted "I think its the Ghost of THE McGuffin doll" " That's why they were discontinued !" Mikaela exclaimed."HELLO MY PRETTIES I AM GOING TO KILL YOU NOW!"the doll shouted."AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !" we all screamed.After minutes of being chased by the devil doll.Hermione flung open the door and we all ran out."What next a flying car"Kiara exclaimed."What about my house its been taken over by a ghost."Jaja shouted."I will help you buy a next house in the mean time you can sleep over by me!" I said.We all went our separate ways trying to take in everything all at once."So the ghost of the McGuffin doll lies there in jaja's old house waiting for its next victim" I said to the little children in Jade Plaza."WOW GREAT STORY CYAN cannot wait for next year's Halloween story time!"They shouted
THE END
BOO BYE FOR NOW
NAME: Cyan Bella Grace </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

super cool!! and awww thx! and BOO bye?! super coolz ending!! works so we with it!! its was funny and spooky!

jayde225
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
I tried my hardest on mine.

artsaboveall
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
SCARY http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_eek.gif

liizzie09
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/heart.gif

jade12345
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
All the storys are super good, you guys are making it harder for the ubi's to Judge! Lol! Jk!

myjestica
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
i think everyone should get something for the wonderful storys they have wrote, whos with me? http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/halo.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/halo.gif

UbiLorelai
11-01-2011, 08:23 AM
All of you are so talented! I love this contest!

belley526
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
Halloween is all about having fun with imagine town . u all gather around and make only 3 groups
as long as it is more ghosteable i chichi said.as
if i am a writer .ubi Darla thank u for ur website that every body can amuse all the fun and my mum said have a great health and i said hallow is the greatest for all sub.3 groups cheer sing and have a great day for Halloween thx.

belley526
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
what your meep for

belley526
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
i would be the most forum winner as long as i in empress people how i
work thank u!
my story
my story is all about halloween

belley526
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
0n my own i am on imagine town and if u are in imagine town u come see me because i am a dancer

del20130402154614911643
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by UbiDarla:
Hello citizens of Imagine Town! As we get closer to Halloween, we are excited to announce the next Imagine Town Forum Contest - Post your Ghost story contest!

We love to see you all exercise your creativity, so we are hosting another writing contest. Everyone will post their best spooky ghost story in this thread. I'll be making sure plenty of lights are on when I read them so I don't get too scared. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_wink.gif

A couple of the usual ground rules:

1. Post only one original submission written by YOU!

2. Obviously, no bad language will be allowed, this is still the same fun, safe for kids place as always.

3. Any feedback to other submissions should be positive! Here in Imagine Town we are all about making FRIENDS and briging each other UP! Let your friends know how awesome they are for putting their ideas out there!

4. As always, the GMs decisions are final. Judging is a tough job, trust me when I say we do our best to make it fair. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_smile.gif

5. Submissions are due by no later than Tuesday, November 1.

Now for the best part. Prizes!

First place will receive this pretty ghost costume for Halloween!
http://i56.tinypic.com/14bqbnn.png

Second place will get this fun party table for their room!
http://i52.tinypic.com/242gc5x.png

Third place will be given this awesome bat mask!
http://i55.tinypic.com/10mpypy.png

Finalists will also recieve the exclusive title "Spooky Storyteller" for their avatar!

Time to go get writing! We can't wait to read your ghost stories! </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Harmony13
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by RapunzelT123:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Harmony13:
Okay! So, Idk if people already did this story B4 but here I go:

This story is about a girl and her dog:

A young girl named Lisa was walking in the streets of New York when she saw in the newspaper that a serial killer had broken out of jail.

Lisa ran home as fast as she could. When she got home, she locked ALL her windows and her doors.. but her garage door wouldn't lock.

Lisa was left alone for the night on several accounts as her parents worked late. Her parents saw that she was very scared and immediately bought her a dog to keep her company.

That night, Lisa was awoken by a constant dripping sound. She got up to see what it was but she couldn't locate where it was coming from. As she was getting back into the bed she stuck her hand under the bed and the dog licked it. She still couldn't sleep since the dripping sound continued, so she got up to see what it was again. She still couldn't locate where it was coming from so she went back to her bedroom and stuck her hand under the bed. The dog licked it again. The dripping still continued... "drip, drip, drip". This time she listened closer and finally located the source of the dripping — it was coming from her bathroom. She opened the bathroom door, and there was her dog hanging from the shower head with its neck cut, and written on the bathroom wall was, "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO!!!" </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Aren't you supposed to write your OWN story, not put down someone else's story? Sorry, I was just saying. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif Also, there are some spelling and grammar mistakes in there. I have fixed them for you. Sorry! I can't help it. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

OH! Oops! Sorry!! I'll delete it!!

RapunzelT123
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Harmony13:
Okay! So, Idk if people already did this story B4 but here I go:

This story is about a girl and her dog:

A young girl named Lisa was walking in the streets of New York when she saw in the newspaper that a serial killer had broken out of jail.

Lisa ran home as fast as she could. When she got home, she locked ALL her windows and her doors.. but her garage door wouldn't lock.

Lisa was left alone for the night on several accounts as her parents worked late. Her parents saw that she was very scared and immediately bought her a dog to keep her company.

That night, Lisa was awoken by a constant dripping sound. She got up to see what it was but she couldn't locate where it was coming from. As she was getting back into the bed she stuck her hand under the bed and the dog licked it. She still couldn't sleep since the dripping sound continued, so she got up to see what it was again. She still couldn't locate where it was coming from so she went back to her bedroom and stuck her hand under the bed. The dog licked it again. The dripping still continued... "drip, drip, drip". This time she listened closer and finally located the source of the dripping — it was coming from her bathroom. She opened the bathroom door, and there was her dog hanging from the shower head with its neck cut, and written on the bathroom wall was, "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO!!!" </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Aren't you supposed to write your OWN story, not put down someone else's story? Sorry, I was just saying. http://forums.ubi.com/groupee_common/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif Also, there are some spelling and grammar mistakes in there. I have fixed them for you. Sorry! I can't help it.

bluepinky10
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
how can you do this cuz i'm new here

Rowan1331
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by z0e123:
a family went out 1 night and left a babysitter with there baby.Half an hour after the babysitter put the baby to bed it started crying so the babysitter went in to its room and saw a life size clown doll standing at the end of the room.So the babysitter rang the parents and said there was a life size clown in its room.The parents said that they never bought that because the new that the baby did not like clowns.When the babysitter got back into the room the clown was standing next to the baby witch was dead frowning.......................................... ....
And that was the last anyone ever saw the baby and the babysitter </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

natnat2145
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
nice http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/sleepzzz.gif <span class="ev_code_GREY">meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee</span> meeeeeeeeeeeeeee meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee <STRIKE>meeeeeeeeeeeeeee</STRIKE> <BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content"> </div></BLOCKQUOTE> [LIST] <BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by jujujujuju6666:
Once upon a time,there was a little girl named ella she did not know her and her famliy were the living dead but as she passed the grave yard into the castle and theree were her father and mother and they said "darling come come as i crown you princess of the land" her mother said evaly.The next morning she went outside with sun screen and there was the prince jake he whould not even talk to her as ella passed the prince said " you you as a princess you a such a problem".That night the princess went out i looked for her dinner she sall a rabbit and bit of the neck the blod of the rabbit was tasty to her as she went back carrying th rabbit. wait in tel chapter two plz coments. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/icon_twisted.gif </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

natnat2145
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
hope you like it http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/typing.gif <BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by natnat2145:
one very stormy night, there was a very scary hunted house in that house lived 1000 Ghosts! in that very house. every halloween when children are out they never ever go there for that one of the children around the area went there one halloween and and said" trick or treat smell my feet give me something good to eat" the 1000 GHOSTS!had a treat from him. The boy died that very night and so no one every gose there.But one day a little boy about three years old he didn't know about the boy and went to the house and said"trick or treat smell my feet give me something good to eat" the 1000 GHOSTS! ate that little boy up and the little boy was never seen again so never ever go to that House if you dare and you will dieeeeeeeeeeee that not all you well never live again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. </div></BLOCKQUOTE>

Joethalou
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by friend226:
It was a cold October night and my friends and I wanted to go to the "haunted" house.So we went in the hunted house the town built.It was super funny it wasn't even scary.So I said,"how about we go to dead man Jone's house?"Every single person said yeah if it is haunted, we will finally get a scare.As we walked up to the door it swung open.That made us jump.So as we walked in it slam shut.We were going to jump, but we heard a voice.So we followed the voice into the voice into the kitchen.there was some one in there, it was dead man Jones!He turned around,and yelled "why are you in my house!"?So we all saw his face.It was all cut up and his throat was slit,and we all yelled "ah."We turned and ran.We were so scared we ran all the way to our houses.As we all slam our door's and I ran to my room.I was so scared.So I got my phone and called one of my friend's that came with us.She picked up.She said she was so scared.I said I have never been so scared.My mom came in so I have to go.My mom asked what happened I said nothing.That night I saw dead man Jones ghost.I was so scared that I woke up.I was so happy it was a dream. </div></BLOCKQUOTE> you did a really nice job you will win first place for sure!

Joethalou
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by chocolatepie5:
The Tale of the Ghost[FLASH_VIDEO]
It was a dark and stormy night and I was snuggled up in my blankets when I heard a creaking noise comming from the attic. I slowly got up still tired from just waking up. I walked up the stairs to the attic. I stiffled a scream when I saw a white, dim, figure staring at me. It was a ghost! He studied me for a second looking at my p.j.'s and observing my messy hair. A heartbeat later he flew straight through me leaving me with a chill running down my spine. I turned around and notices the attic door was still open with the ghost. He looked like he was waiting for me to follow. When I did he flew down the stairs and out the door. I ran after him while still wearing my p.j.'s and zoomed through the rain after the ghost. Finnaly the ghost stoped at an old, abandoned house. He waited for me to open the door but I was terrified. Slowly My hand reached the doorknob and with a little twist. Inside was a creepy room with a organ and a bunch of spider webs. The ghost flew right in like he was free. He pointed to a bowl of candy that was out for Halloween and I took a piece. Then the ghost shooed me off into the rain when I felt a tapping on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see my brother all excited. He was screaming so loud that I could'nt hear. Finnaly I figured out he was saying Halloween is today. When I felt my p.j.'s pocket, there was a piece of candy inside. On the wrapper it showed a picture of a ghost. http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/16x16_smiley-surprised.gif </div></BLOCKQUOTE> awsome

Joethalou
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<span class="flash-video"> </span>

friend226
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
hope you like!!!!!

star161234
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
haunted house with zombies , gohst's

BSMS13
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
When will the winners be posted?

cheerla13
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<span class="ev_code_BLUE">i think that it is cool </span>

ofelia301
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
scaryhttp://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308300_247809921934559_100001166608857_666282_1391 432575_n.jpg

jujujujuju6666
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
meep nice story.

jujujujuju6666
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by jujujujuju6666:
chapter two

"ahhhh what are you doing here lalay"ella said "well i'm going to kill you as well as your famliy"lalay said "you won't kill my famliy you won't understand" ella said 'NO NOW DIE" lalay said lalay took out her sord and chased after ella but ella jumped and bit the bird the bird attcked lalay then lalay jumped but she missed ellathen ella bit down on lalay's neck then lalay was dieing slowly and said " we use to be friends tel now'the next morning to be continued....... http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/typing.gif </div></BLOCKQUOTE> coments plz

Popstar163
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Katblossom:
<span class="ev_code_RED">Ember Rose</span>
<span class="ev_code_BLACK"> Streamers hung from every window, the streets of large town of Blackthorn were crammed with people, all of whom had their heads turned up and their eyes wide. Many were clapping. Some held small children upon their shoulders; others were jumping and dancing despite the confined space on the streets. All had hope glowing in their eyes as if the God himself were before them. The noise was deafening and an electric sense of excitement was thick in the air. People screamed and applauded. Fireworks exploded in the sky providing a spectacular and somewhat chaotic scene. The smell of bonfires and cotton candy and caramel filled the air with a sickly sweet concoction with the slight under taste of smoke and alcohol.
My name Is Raven Titania knight and today I turned sixteen. As you may have guessed by my original name my parents were frankly put, hippies. Vegan and big on animal rights they were always protesting or debating or handing out flyers and lived in an eco dome I kid you not ... and don’t even start me on their dress sense. It’s a traumatic memory, let’s leave it at that.. I have six siblings all whose names were equally ridiculous., I never got a moments peace being the eldest child. I was out of that tiny crowded house whenever possible, normally hiding in the public library dreading the moment when my mother, with her silver blonde hair and horrifically clashing clothes would wildly yell
“RAE RAE darling!-” Ignoring the shushing of the frantic librarian “Time to get a wiggle on babe.”
I’m not sure which was more embarrassing, that my mother had just called me ‘Babe’ or that she had told me it was ‘time to get a wiggle on” rather than “time to go” like every other normal mother in the world would say.
Today, however was a special day. My town was celebrating a rather strange occasion, one that everyone else in the country, rightly found rather morbid. Regardless, people flocked the town, filling up the hotels and storming the gift shops. I honestly didn’t get why it was such a big deal. This day was just like every other day. Only on Ember day (the 22 of November), everyone decided to set of colourful explosives and make prats of themselves in every way possible.
I’m sure, dear reader you are wondering as to exactly WHY we are celebrating. The answer is simple.
It was on this day over 300 years ago that a pyromaniac psychopathic family attempted to sacrifice this entire town by trapping people in their homes and burning them to the ground. I know. Cheerful . They did this because they believed that it would grant each member of there family eternal life. Unfortunately for them it didn’t happen that way . They had it done. They tricked the towns people into carving their streets into a “sacrificial circle”( A sacrificial circle is when one draws a certain diagram and puts something inside it and sets fire as a sacrifice to it, for those of you who aren’t aware of the traditions of creepy religions.)

They convinced the stupid masses that they were good, reliable, trustworthy god fearing people . They planed the burning with precision smuggled in oil by the barrel and they were foiled. Not by the army or the military a strong hero or a group of dashing knights, but by a little girl. The story doesn’t give much description after that part some say she was a young lady of 20 or so others say she was no more than four. The story has become so warped its rather difficult to be sure of what to believe, the one thing they agree on from the amount of family members and the story itself is as a result rather than 1000 people. The Demon family of Blackthorn town got one. The girl who sacrificed herself to save them all. There is talk of a movie to be based on the story of the Burning of black thorn village but there has been to much confusion over what happened and HOW it happened it seemed to have come to a standstill.

I continued to push my way through the crowds on the streets everyone was to drunk on the atmosphere to noticed the girl with waist length black hair shoving through the crowds as if she was being chased by a ravenous monster. The fireworks continued to light up the sky and exploding with a loud bang that aggravated my headache. Occasionally a streamer cannon would go off shooting wafer thin strips of sparkly plastic into the air whilst people blindly trampled on each other in an attempt to catch them.

I continued pushing through the streets. My mother father and my brothers and sisters were enjoying their time at the festival my mother never wasting an opportunity was shoving an animal cruelty awareness leaflet into the hands of every person she passed.

I sighed and continued to push past the sightseers who were oh-ing and ah-ing at anything that moved . Was making my way home. An old hard wearing school rucksack filled with books on my back and lilac silk purse tightly clenched in my hand.

As I grew closer and closer to the edge of town, the crowd dispersed until I could safely walk along the pavement on the long trek home to the hand built eco friendly house that my father had built away from the “hustle and bustle of town” If there was one thing I liked it was privacy.

The sky was darker now the fireworks no longer polluting the natural beauty of the night sky. I looked up at the full moon and I felt it’s comforting glow shining on my face, the stars glowed above me like priceless beads decorating a flawless piece of black silk that stretched over the horizon. And I suddenly felt very calm . The stress and irritation that had built up over the day washed away and I just stood and stared at the sky and the moon in complete wonder. I don’t know how long I stood transfixed but I was woken from my trance when I realized. I was cold, freezing in fact. The temperature was so cold and chilled that I was forced to realize winter was upon me. I wrapped my arms around myself pulling in my coat as tightly as I could as the wind brushed past my face and ran through my hair. Twirling and twisting the my long black curling locks like ribbons in the moonlight.

I walked and walked. Not passing a single car or person. My shoes making a harsh click that rang out through the silence that was only occupied by wind rushing through grass and trees. After some time I could of sworn I heard the beating of my own heart. I walked and walked hoping to notice a familiar sight or object that would confirm I was on the right path home. I saw nothing that would give me such comfort, I glanced around the landscape as I walked. I was now beginning to feel panicked. I fearfully scoured the horizon for some kind of light or phone box where I could find some assistance. I was running now, blood pounding in my ears when finally I saw a dim glow up ahead. Feeling a surge of relief I raced toward the light ‘ I’m saved’ I thought ‘I’m saved;

As I neared the glow I realized it was coming from a lantern outside some rusted iron gates. The iron itself was once painted a handsome black but now it was an ill orange colour and the paint peeled in my hands. The two marble pillars that held the gates up was damaged. The limestone had been wilted away by years of abuse from the weather, I suddenly remembered this place.

Whilst we were scouring for a good place in which to build our house a couple of years ago we had come across a large plot of land. It hadn't been used for decades and the key wouldn't budge in the lock on the fence so the state agent finally allowed us to climb over it and take a look around

What we saw was beautiful in its own way, it was so FREE
Every type of plant was sprawling over the landscape, fighting each other for light and water. A path had once been neatly made, wide enough for two cars to drive up side by side. now had nettles and ivy crawling all over it, and the track hand simply been made of cobblestones giving a strange texture underfoot even with my big steel toed leather boots (that my mother had detested with a passion) The path wound up through the once well trimmed but now wildly overgrown garden and over a half collapsed bridge that made a maginaly safe way to get over a once proud river (now nothing more than a moderately sized stream) from there on it was a wide open field with wildflowers, but the ‘road’ still continued to some boring old ruins that now was home to thriving garden for weeds. My interest had been caught by what looked like a hand reaching through the fence. My younger sister Phoenix had carefully tiptoed over too it, discovering on closer inspection that it was made from stone

The delicately carved hand was reaching through an old metal fence that was over four meters tall (taller than Phoenixes and I’s combined height.) We had ,after a few moments of searching managed to push the ivy away to find a locked thin gate. If the key had been in the lock I doubted I would have been able to turn it as it was so badly rusted. It even looked somewhat melted shut. We had left shortly after but not before Phoenix (for reasons only known to her slipped a well loved knitted pink mitten over the feminine cold marble outstretched hand.


It looked different now though incredibly so. Even through the limited view of the fence I could see that someone had taken special care to the garden. It was now neat and pretty, rosebushes neatly trimmed and even in the dim lighting I could see not one weed in sight, the Pine trees we carefully cut to a thin point like the ideal Christmas tree Ivy was no longer crawling everywhere and small shrubs outlined the property. I could hear the river bubbling away so loudly I was surprised I hadn’t noticed it before. The Old cobblestone track seemed to have been laid, The stones shining like precious gems in the light of the moon. Suddenly the gate gave way under my body weight ( I had been leaning against it in order to get a better look.) I yelped in surprise and nearly dove forwards. Righting myself and steadying my breathing I walked into the garden feeling slightly in awe at its overall beauty and splendor. I hadn't realised how big the are was whilst I had been fighting the weeds but now I could see that it stretched on for seemingly miles. The smell of the perfectly grown flowers was intoxicating and I found myself beginning to walk forwards. I dithered about what to do. It was obvious some one was now living here and was taking good care of it too but I felt a slight sense of foreboding. The grass was too green the flowers smelt to sweet and the bubbling of the river was to perfect to cheerful to be innocent. I stood still for a moment until I shook my head frowning slightly at my ridiculous behaviour.
Here was my chance to get home, something I had been desperate for not 10 minutes ago but now I was turning my nose up at it. I laughed mirthlessly and continued walking. I crossed the stone bridge keeping to one side of it grateful for the fact it had been seamlessly repaired. I wasn’t sure if I would have been able to se a hole or a broken piece of stone in this light.

After crossing the bridge and coming to the conclusion that the new owners must of rerouted another stream or river to gush through there property because there was no way that the little puddle I saw last time could compare to the beautiful crystalline waters that flowed musically now.

I moved up the path glancing over to where my sister and I had seen the reaching hand of the statue, it was gone now along with the cell like railings in its place was a tall willow tree. I stopped for a moment, watching its long branches sway in the wind,

Suddenly something pushed through me like I had just been shocked with a large jolt of electricity but it was cold and bone chilling like having a horrendous gust of wind move straight through you and pick you up like a defenselessness leaf pushing me back towards the bridge. “Leave” Whispered the wind as it wrapped through the branches of the willow tree. “Leave” It whispered again. This time more franticly as the wind picked up becoming more and more human with each syllable. I froze in terror. The wind picked up around me “Run” chanted the willow tree “Run girl RUN!”I was dizzy now terrified and on the verge of collapsing I nearly fell backwards when I felt the clicking of chains and the gates locking.

The wind stopped howling and the willow stopped yelling and reverted to whispering “To late it seemed to hum in the breeze
“too late, too late, too late” I ran towards the house feeling breathing on the nape of my neck as I did so and a deadly cackle as I ran towards the colossal building that looked like some kind of palace My brain not taking in how it looked like an exact replica of the grand manor houses I had seen on pride and prejudice. Nor the fact there was a horse drawn carriage sat to the right of the track. I didn’t spot the large hooped skirt dress through one of the windows or the wavy symbols of a sacrificial circle on cool marble as I bound up the steps. I didn't see a girl in the garden shaking her head frantically at me. I pounded on the grand double doors with my fist Shrieking the word help over and over and the door was suddenly wrenched open with a protesting groan of the oak after that, everything around me went black


I woke to found my mouth coarse and dry like sand had been poured down my throat, My eyes are un able to open, they felt heavy as lead in fact I couldn’t move any part of my body I panicked and tried to thrash around in order to alert some one anyone that I was alive and that I needed help but I didn’t even twitch. The room was unbearably warm and something cold and metal was wrapped around my hands and ankles, keeping my limbs stretched in a star jump kind of position. I was laying down flat my hair was tickling my nose taunting me with the fact it was an itch I was utterly unable to scratch. I inwardly screamed when someone swept a hand over my face tenderly brushing the hair away and dragging a cool pointed razor sharp object from my raised cheekbone to the bottom of my chin.

“She’s certainly pretty enough” A woman’s voice spoke to my right. I was slightly nasal and painfully upper-class it reminded me of an oily well sharpened knife. I could see her in my mind a pinched face snake like eyes and hair pulled back tightly she would be short but a way of looking down her nose at everything. Her aura scared me it was like lying next to a corpse.

I heard a shuffle above my head and a small grumble that sounded like a bear sighing. “Bring me Maria and Lucy, quickly” Her voice was harsher with the cold command. I heard another grunt. And a door opening and shutting again. A pointed fingernail ran over my bottom lip, the hand was deathly cold and the long fingernails felt deadly sharp. She grabbed my jaw and opened my mouth. Barley waiting a second before pouring something ghastly into my mouth. It tasted like acid and sewer water with something that tasted painfully like blood. But I swallowed unable to do anything else other than choke, The moment the foul liquid was down my throat I found I could open my eyes. I recoiled in horror at what I saw.
There was a long wide gash where the fleshy part of her cheek had been torn away giving me the ability to see her teeth through her face, the skin around the wound was moldy puss filled and infected taters of skin still hung room the wound and fluttered in the slight breeze of the room like morbid butterflies. Her nose was partially burnt and melted flattening her nostril into a badly deformed slit. These wounds were old but none the less repulsive she seemed to of applied some chalk like makeup which only highlighted her flaking dry decaying skin part of her fierce red hair had been burnt away a raised angry scar making hair unable to grow there I noticed one of her eyes had a white film over it meaning she was blind in one eye.

“Sleeping beauty awakes” She snarled at me she leaned closer to me so I could see her hideous face at a much closer angle “take a long look sweetheart were going to be spending lots of time together today, It makes you want to be sick doesn’t it makes you want to run and hide” I remained silent keeping my gaze looked on her one good eye. the only part of her face that wasn't utterly disturbing She ran her clawed hand over my collarbone drawing blood by only applying the tiniest amount of pressure.

“Don’t worry darling I will be back to my former glory soon, Infact you can just start calling me mummy if you like, though I would prefer mother, sounds so much more regal don’t you think?” She said with a hiss.
“Your not my mother” I whispered unable to do anything else with my throat in its current condition. Theyve ubducted me held me captive forced me to drink some fowl potion and she just cut me open and now she expects me to call her mother? She dug her nails deep into my arm. “Not Yet Dear I DO have a way of getting ahead of myself”

“A tap on the door diverted her attention her one good Eye straying to the door allowing me to see the snake like slash she had for a pupil. Her haunting filmy blue eye stayed trained on me un-seeing


I took this opportunity to rapidly survey my surroundings, the room was big, I would hazard a guess at it being around four meters in height. the ceiling was made of carved plaster in abstract shapes and a Chandelier, decorated with cobwebs and dust it hung from the ceiling the windows reached the very roof of the room in a golden arch but the windows themselves had been shrewdly bared. I doubted I would even be able to get my hand through the spaces between the railings if I was to smash any of the five that lined the southern wall. Red satin drapes were on either side of each window an I could see a dressing table to the far right of the room a fireplace crackled gleefully at my predicament on the northern wall. It had an intricately carved stone mantle piece that was lined with odd objects.

I looked as far upwards as I could, craning my neck as far as the restraints would allow me, The door opened to reveal two forms, they wore long black robes with hoods overhanging their faces so I couldn't make out any facial features. Their arms were folded so I couldn't even see their hands. They glided into the room weightlessly I distinctly heard chains clink as they passed in the room and I Immediately saw why. They were chained to not only each other but to a massive lump of rock that squealed on the polished wood floor in protest with each painful dragging motion they made as they inched closer and closer. The chains were inscribed with a kind of runic writing that glowed a dark red, My dizziness returned ‘this cant be real, please GOD don’t let this be real.’ They dragged their weights foreword slowly and wearily the smaller of the two hovering backwards slightly until their chain partner determinedly and fearlessly tugged her and the boulder nearing closer and closer to the wild woman with a disgusting face. The room suddenly changed from unbearably warm to icy cold in a matter of seconds as if beings radiated ice.

“See she is prepared you useless poltergeists” The nervous one wilted but the other seemed to glare back defiantly. She hissed at them before storming towards the door her skirts swishing angrily. she left unnecessarily slamming the door behind her. I shivered and looked up fearfully at the two floating figures and for a moment we just stared at each other. Their eyes glowing white through the shadows of the black material that over hung their faces.

“You didn’t run” They chorused together, there voices were gentle like being called from someone a long way off or the wind swirling past your ear. They spoke in unison and I realised whatever they were they were or at least they sounded female. Suddenly it clicked in my mind.

“outside-” I croaked. I cleared my throat and tried again “outside, that was you?” I remembered the willow tree and the push and the yelling voices of the wind.

They remained silent for a long moment before hovering closer there cloaks swirling as if being pulled by an non existent breeze

They unfolded their arms and allowed there cloaks to fall open. They were completely opaque, just a flowing outline of a human body their hair was long strands of glowing light as bright as their eyes and the chains were shackled around their ankles were brown with dried blood. Their faces and expressions were blank and they stretched out their cold ghostly fingers to wrap themselves around my restraints. Breaking them open. They looked almost as if they were suspended in water but occasionally they would flicker to a more human form before flickering back again, Like a faulty television Then the taller pressed a glowing finger to my temple and I fell into a blissful dreamless sleep.

When I awoke I was sat before A mirror My hair was carefully scraped back into a bun that allowed my hair to fold over on itself then releasing it to fall down my back in long dark curls. A few shorter strands framed my face and my lips had been coated in what I hoped was blood red lipstick. Dark eyeliner artfully flicked around my eyes and at that moment I realised I smelt of roses. I looked down to see myself wearing an eye burning glowing satin white dress. The dress was long (It pooled on the floor beneath my chair) and strapless in cut but elegant and beautiful for a moment I was so in awe that I just simply continued to stare forgetting what exactly was going on. Ghostly fingers brushed over my ear and I shrieked in surprise. The shorter one restrained me by pressing down on my shoulders whilst the other slipped a tiara like headdress with a long veil that cascaded down my back. I didn’t look like a 16 year old girl anymore I looked like an adult and it was scarier than anything I had encountered yet.

A Opaque hand rested itself on mine It was like ice and I openly shuddered.

"Things are only to get worse from here on out Raven, Listen to us well we are the only comfort you will receive today" Said the shorter softly.

"You must mentally prepare yourself what you will see will horrify and burn you your fate has been decided"

"What? My fate? Whats my fate?"

They glanced at one another before speaking again.

"You live In Blackthorn town, I have no doubt you know the story of the Cultists who attempted to murder the entire town, on tat day a girl sacrificed herself to save one thousand more, The cultist use sacrificial circles to gain things in life this time they wanted eternal life and were going to sacrifice as many people as possible in order to get it. they swap it if you like."

"The girl was knowledgeable on Sacrificial circles with the help of the Son of one of the cultists she re-wrote the circle made by the roads in the town using pounds and pounds of chalk to reroute it and redraw a different one. when the time came and they threw a single match on the streets to set it alight it set fire to the chalk and The girl standing inside it along with many of the cultists. three of them managed to harness Her sacrifice and they granted themselves partial eternal life whilst bringing the others back in the form of statues. Each night the house returns to the way it was in the day it reverts to its ruin form. Every 10 years or so they lure a young girl around the same age as the first sacrifice to the house, they use her as a sacrifice to revive one of the statues." I listened Not sure if i should believe what I was hearing.

"There going to burn me" I asked hysterically. "No no no being a creepy human sacrifice to a Voodoo god Is not on my to do list" I said tittering like a mad man before bursting into tears.

“Be brave, be brave to the end, don’t let them see you cry don’t let them win-” Suddenly it wasn’t just me and the two ghostly figures anymore. In the mirror I could se a girl about my age also in a white dress and wearing a veil directly over my shoulder i could feel warm breath on my neck and arm. I sharply glanced over to face the room directly but there was no one there I looked back at the mirror and the girl was now stood behind me tall and intimidating with her hands on her slim hips. staring at me through the mirrors reflection as if trying to red my soul Her pale skin and ghoulishly floating hair told me she wasn’t human and her chilling Ice like silver eyes shook me to my very center they portrayed a million emotions.

“Foolish” She snarled at me he items in the room quaking under her anger. “300 years and now 50 more in humiliating slavery because you were incapable of heeding warnings” Her eyes glowed red and she lifted her chin a long thin slash showing proudly from one side of her neck to the other. The two girls on either side of me had their heads bowed. The bride continued.

Her hair and dress literally beginning to flame her eyes now glowing amber as her anger became personified as rising from her body in violent heated waves I turned and saw her burning red outline the heat scorching my skin
"It is not to late for you Not just yet we still have one chance. " called out one of the wilting ghost girls but the bridezilla ghost ignored her.
I sat glued to my seat watching her in terror through the fragmented pieces of the mirror.

“You are going to die girl they will murder you and bound you Like they did the others so when you die you wont even be granted escape have you no idea what you have done?!” Her voice was roaring like a grand fire her tone lower and louder than it had been before she seemed to grow in size. Her hair now completely upright in a blazing inferno objects from all around the room flew to her and started orbiting her faster and faster.

“When the clock chimes for the third time we will give you an opportunity to escape ONE opportunity you must flee leave this place, make them fail defeat them and release us all. She commanded with a flick of her wrist pulling the chair from under me and twisting me to look at her directly in all her burning fury.
“Do you understand” She bellowed. No “Yes” She lifted me from my feet pulling me close into the circle of flying objects. “Do not fail us again young one to long have our souls been trapped bound to thus pitiful state" she grasped my chin roughly with a pink mittened hand- Wait, pink mitten? I inspected her hand as well as I could see. “You, you were the statue my sister gave you that.” I blindly blurted out without thinking suddenly she dropped me, recoiling and pushing al the items violently back in their place and repairing the windows and mirrors. She disappeared but she was still visible in the mirror much smaller and much more fragile she held the mitten to her chest. Looking like a lost child alone in a hospital bed that was far to big. She looked up at me with Ice blue eyes.
“If you fail, Phoenix will never see her sister again, 30 spirits in this house and no doubt more innocent young girls rely on you to make this right, don’t let there be another bride” I fought not to think of my family it was hard enough to keep breathing I thought about Running and escaping the house whilst mother was gone. But I was told it was Impossible the house was ‘infested’ with zombie creatures who would murder me in a moment. The house itself was also a maze, being so big it had space for hallways that twisted and turned like a labyrinth, I looked at the walls the flower wallpaper seemed to form eyes and faces the longer I looked at them, staring at me and scrutinizing me. I turned away praying for release from this nightmarish dream.

Time went past all to quickly but I had a strange sense of hope now I couldn't help but trust in these floating creatures. It was an odd feeling after being so sure of my own death. The two spirits who I learned were called Lucy and Maria, rarely spoke willingly but Lucy told me she had made the dress I was wearing. Neither would explain what was about to happen and I couldn't help looking more and more fearfully at the clock every minute growing more and more fearful with each tick. The ‘mitten Ghost’ Had disappeared once sure I was not going to make any foolish escape attempts before my time. I got the feeling My hand maidens were growing more fearful. Maria smoothed my eyebrow for the fifth time and Lucy carefully styled my already perfect curls with shaking hands.

The door swung open and ‘mother’ accompanied by at least 12 other zombie like beings entered the room. They wore extravagant clothing that looked like they had just walked out a Venice masquerade. You may have described these dresses as beautiful they were in every color and covered with lace but I couldn't help but notice the dark bloodstains that adorned the silken material. They all wore a mask over their faces with clownish swirling colors and odd long beak shaped ones half moon ones and ones that covered the neck as well as the face.. I noticed with horror that a lot of the beings had no eyes only black hollowed out sockets. I looked at the floor unable to look at their disgusting decaying bodies any longer.


I felt the ice like fingers and talons of the red haired freak forcefully pushing me along whilst another with gnarled stumps for fingers tied a mask over my face this only covering the bridge of my nose and around my eyes. I glanced up immediately wishing i hadn't. Their jaw was completely unhinged from their face it lolled lifelessly revealing its broken teeth and a disgusting Little stump where his tongue had once been their eyes were blackened burned holes and their hair was a dark grey sticking out from their skull in all directions. I stood and stared in horror until I was Once again being dragged forwards.

“Here comes the BRIDE” cackled 'mother' as she dragged my still weakened body through a maze of halls followed by the processions who moaned and groaned with each step but still seemed some what excited. Many of them had lost limbs and discoloured eyes others =bodies were melted and rotting the images were haunting even as I turned my head down to stair at my bare feet One was holding a detached arm that was holding a handkerchief and was waving it above his head chortling.

We moved into the back gardens of the grounds I was still being pulled and dragged as I fruitlessly tried to resist. ‘mother’ stopped for a moment and yanked some roses with her bare hand and fashioned a bouquet with them and some trailing ivy.

“Tradition is tradition” she said as she thrust the thorny items into my small soft hands forcing me to clench on them so the roses spikes dug into the soft flesh of my palm.

Seats were neatly arranged in the moonlight like long pews. Bloody runes were drawn all over the floor and with a heavy heart I saw a large sacrificial circles drawn at the end of the Isle.


I felt Mother press a knife like claw into the base of my exposed back. Whilst everyone else of the zombie party took a seat. An organ that had been dragged from the house played a mournful out of tune version of “here comes the bride” the notes being of beat and clumsily played and the organ itself was clearly broken the sound was heartbreaking and foreboding I wanted to run and hide but there was no way I could without a sharpened talon being shoved through my back and through my lings and heart. This is where I’m going to die. I forgot everything The other brides had told me and I froze up unable to move a muscle, was this it? Would I never roll my eyes but smile whilst my mother told her stories about mythical creatures with wild hand movements. I was never going to have my father share a knowing smile with me whilst the younger children and my mother passed out flyer for the fifth time that day, I would never see Phoenix again, My favorite sibling that I had raised just as much as my patents had, What about my other siblings and my friends what would they think when I was suddenly gone, my mother would be sobbing weakly on the floor whilst my father would be making disparate phone calls, My Friends would search the town putting up pictures of me on my last birthday that I once found horrendously embarrassing but I now longed to relive that moment when my mother had dunked my head in my cake. With an exaggerated sigh she shoved me violently down the isle. Cackling as she did so like a hyena. I thanked god I couldn’t see her repulsive features.

I screamed as she and a portly man with blue skin and rolls of blubber and a hole directly through his stomach practically picked me up. I grimaced I could see his lower intestine through the gapping tunnel that went straight through him his clothing was brown and stained with old blood and his nose was at a complete right angle. I humorously supposed that was why he was the only male wearing a half covering mask they probably didn’t make them for deformed freaks. None of my reactions had been especially dramatic but I suddenly realized with his bone crushing gip on my upper arms. That this was real it was REAL I inhaled and screamed as loudly as my lungs would allow and let go a sob when Maria's words came back to me. “Don’t let them win”

I harshly wiped the tears from my eyes. The fat man with a hole where his middle was slammed me down violently into the sacrificial circle. My ankles cracked in protest


I Looked over to see that my 'groom' who was lying rigid upright with a look of pure terror on his face. I dont fancy it either mate I thought to myself almost indignantly suddenly m attention was pulled to a newly born argument.

“Lorcan was never the strongest believer Morgana, In fact he dint believe in it at all he was a waste of space forever preaching on about not being right and not getting involved He even released a sacrifice on several occasions some one more deserving and loyal could be resurrected in his place, who says-”
“SILENCE” screamed ‘mother’ Or Morgana as she was truly called. She Lovingly petted the hair of the young man who was no more than 18. “He is my son” She hissed at him, I could imagine her expression despite the clown like mask she had adorned for the occasion. It would of been humorous to watch Mr.Holey flinch from such a small woman when he himself was a big hulking brute if I hadn’t been so terrified. Morgana Put her hand through the hole in the blue blubber mans chest scraping against one of his rotting intestines when her hand suddenly shot up through his chest and yanked out his heart. It was shrived and dry but recognisable to my horror it jerked in her hand rhythmically. It was still beating.she ran her talon over it.

“Never question me, my word is law” she clenched her hand around it then shoved it back up into his chest her hand now dripping with green slime

. He looked paralyzed with fear and I would of mocked him had I not been utterly disgusted by the whole display. I turned back to the frozen young man. His arms were reaching forewords his arms comically outstretched, I nervously reached out and touched his hand. Ice cold. He was a statue.

A sharp pinprick sensation on my arm shook me back to the situation at hand, I had just been injected with something and already I was feeling drowsy. The world began to spin and words passed over my head. I was vaguely aware of Morgana forcing my head to the statue smashing my lips to the marble like a four year old playing with Barbie and ken

Suddenly I head a clock begin to chime. I heard clapping and shouting but I couldn’t place it I know I had to do something but I just wanted to sleep, Just wanted to curl up and close my eyes. Suddenly I felt water being poured over my head.

“Come on Shrieked Maria she dropped the glass she had used to revive me with and it smashed on the floor as 30 opaque figures shot from the earth with glowing red tendrils of fire for hair and neon red eyes. A battle began to rage as the wedding guests tried to fight back the irate ghosts with chairs using their invulnerability to their highest advantage. The once docile glowing beings were on a rampage flaming eyes that screamed like banshees and burned everything in site. The smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils and Lucy grasped my hand, yanking me from the swirled lines on the floor
“You get one minute that’s all we can give you" she squealed as a chair was flung our way.

“Go” she said as her eyes became ablaze with A bright light that radiated from her. The gates are open RUN!” wit that she lifted decomposing corpse of a man and flung him into a heap where to my horror his charred melted flesh clung together and he stood up once more.

This time I did as she told me. Roses Clenched in one hand as the pain kept the drugs that Morgana had injected into me less of an effect the pain kept me awake. My dress tore as I desperately ran through hedgerow and plant life. It tore and clung to my skin I waded through the river unable to spend time searching for the bridge and I heard Morgana scream “SHES GONE BIND THESE FOOLS AND FIND HER!” Her shriek was panicked and earth breaking.

The river shoved at my legs trying to wash me away but I fought onwards the river was now Up to my chest I was now beginning to inhale it the water filling my lungs and suffocating me. I let go of the barbed bouquet and my ball mask slipped from my face. I instantly felt fatigued and tired. I lost my footing and I was washed downstream. The world around me was dark, the kelp gripped at my legs and pulled me under I tried to resurface for breath but I was to weak. I felt disgusted with myself I had failed the girls I had failed myself I had gotten away and now I was going to drown, Suddenly I saw a glowing figure beside me and a mittened hand wrap itself around my arm. I was pulled from the water spluttering and coughing. I looked at her. And she looked back at me. I couldn’t even say a word How could I possibly apologize to her I was her final hope and I ruined it.


I started to cry and I felt her surprisingly warm hand press into her cheek. “ Why do you cry young one?” I continued to sob breathlessly. “I failed and Phoenix I felt the soft material of a mitten against my face which made me sob louder. The cool wind soothed my cuts and bruises. I heard the running water and the dewy grass beneath me and I inhaled shakily I could smell the earth and the water and roses, so many roses.

“Look up Raven.” I did as she asked. The sun was rising over the horizon casting the most beautiful bright light over the landscape cleansing the world with its glow and way of I could see the arch in boundary wall of the Haunted manor which allowed the river to continue running its course. As the sun rose higher the trees and bushes grew taller around the dreaded manor of which I had found myself captive. I heard a crack and the roof of the disgusting place was no longer visible. The flow of water lessened an a shimmer in the corner of my eye caught my attention

“My name Is Luna, and I was the girl who sacrificed myself by setting ablaze to the cultists manor. You tell them that I am told there was a lot of confusion” She said her entire body shimmering and glowing so that she seemed nothing more than a radiant shadow. A small smile played on her lips

“Luna, where are you going?” I asked desperately trying to grasp her hand only to slip right through it I felt like a child I wanted to cry for her not to leave me. “I along with all of the inhabitants of that mansion are going to reap what we have sown” she said smiling gesturing to her unbound foot. “Nothing is holding me to this earth anymore. She leaned over and kissed the top of my soaking curls on my head.

“Goodbye. I will tell the other girls to watch over you Raven” She said as she floated upwards into the air like a beautiful helium balloon. Soon she was around the size of a toy doll in the pinks and oranges of the early morning sky

“Oh and Raven” She called down to me her voice nothing more than a whisper.

“WAKE UP”
I jolted to find a giggling phoenix at my right and my mother at my left I was sat on an uncomfortable plastic chair surrounded by shelves of books I groggily realized that I was at the library. The bright florescent lights nearly blinding me as I squinted at my mother. “Hey Rae rae sweet heart. I worry about you you’ know? Sleeping like that isn’t good for your back.-” She continued talking about bad posture whilst I looked at Phoenix she gazed back and grinned at me. I engulfed her in a suffocating hug fighting back tears.

“Raven? What’s wrong?” She questioned as I tightened my grip around her skinny shoulders “Your hurting me sis!” she companied breathlessly.
I released her only to tackle hug my surprised mother who stood wit her arms frozen at her sides before carefully wrapping them around my back.
“you have a bad dream sweetie” She asked softly into my ear I started to cry silently and I nodded against her shoulder. She rocked mer gently like a child until I stopped shaking and carefully pulled something from my hand.

“No wonder you had a bad dream you were gripping on to this rose and dirty old mitten like a life line." She said with a laugh.

“Oh rae” she said soothingly as she unwound my fingers and so numerous puncture marks I revived from the rose. "your poor hand."

“That’s MY mitten” said Phoenix amazed she pulled it on her Hand. Pushing the soft material to the curve of her cheek, How did you find it? I thought we left it at…. She trailed off and I was thankful. “Raeeeee” she said tauntingly and I inwardly groaned “Whooos been sending you roses Rae HUH? SPILL I DEMAND IT, do you have a boyfriend? ADMIT IT RAE YOU HAVE ABOYFRIEND” She bounced around the library singing “Rae has a boyfriend rae has a boyfriend” I inwardly smiled a little feeling much safer. I looked up at the library clerk expecting them to be having a heart attack over such blatant disregarded of the rules but he was a teenage boy of about 18 and he simply looked on in amusement. It was only when I looked at his eyes I realised who he was.


He had been my husband to be.
Words sang out from my memory as we locked gazes for seemingly an eternity.

“Lorcan was never the strongest believer Morgana, In fact he dint believe in it at all he was a waste of space forever preaching on about not being right and not getting involved He even released a sacrifice on several occasions-” “I along with all of the inhabitants of that mansion are going to reap what we have sown”

How much does he remember about being a statue Was he still capable of seeing hearing? what about memory, shouldn't he be more freaked out? He was around 300 years ago what does he know of human life now, and HOW DARE he just stand there and stare at me gormlessly

My mother found a book that interested her and Phoenix had walked to the other side of their library calling out her earth breaking ‘news’ as loudly as her lungs would allow


I felt some one clear their throat behind me. Lorcan stood their his hair falling over his face his name tag clearly reading his name “Lorcan” In bright red letters he shifted from foot to foot then looked back up at me.

"do you remember-"

"Yes" He replied quickly

"But you were a rock" I said dispassionately

"I could still hear and see....Kinda Its sort-of like watching through a T.V"

"Your vocabulary, how did you learn those words? The television wasn't invented where your from How did you get a job here?" I asked challengingly.

"I don't know its like I have two sets of memories, I remember being at the house and seeing you and I remember stacking a bunch of books whilst listening to my Ipod at the very same time on the same day." His jaw was clenched nervously and he avoided my eyes instead choosing to glare out the window.

"You do realize there is no way that I can pretend that Nightmare never happened now right?" I asked under my breath. I know he heard me because he visibly flinched but he said nothing.

“I’m sorry” He breathed finally "I don’t know why I’m here but-”

Somehow I managed to give him a small smile "I suppose you earned a second chance."

He looked up at me and smiled in a exhausted yet relived sort of way and we remained in comfortable silence strangely calm considering all that had happened the silence was broken By phoenix sharply yanking on Lorcan’s sleeve, disappointed with the lack of responses she had revived from the rest of the people in the library. he absent mindedly glanced down at her.

“Your going to need my daddy's permission to marry my Raven”</span> </div></BLOCKQUOTE> I love the story!!! Is there part 2??? I want to know what happens!!!

meep56
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
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CHERRYKOLA
11-01-2011, 08:37 AM
HI I WOULD LIKE TO POST A GHOST STORY AND I COULD NOT FIND WERE YOU HAVE THE BUTTON TO POST ONE
WITH MANY THANKS IF YOU REPLY TO THIS
CHERRYKOLA!!

skylight22
11-01-2011, 09:39 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by Rowan1331:
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by z0e123:
a family went out 1 night and left a babysitter with there baby.Half an hour after the babysitter put the baby to bed it started crying so the babysitter went in to its room and saw a life size clown doll standing at the end of the room.So the babysitter rang the parents and said there was a life size clown in its room.The parents said that they never bought that because the new that the baby did not like clowns.When the babysitter got back into the room the clown was standing next to the baby witch was dead frowning.......................................... ....
And that was the last anyone ever saw the baby and the babysitter </div></BLOCKQUOTE> </div></BLOCKQUOTE>
I know that story!
Here's how I heard it...
(BTW, this is real)

There once was a family. They lived in a large house. There were 3 kids. The oldest one was 4 years old, the middle one was 2, and the youngest was only 10 months. The parents were antique collectors. Most of what they had was antique, including their television and their phone.
One day, the parents heard of an antique collector show that was coming to their area. They were excited, and gathered all of their antique valuables. They went to the show, and told the babysitter to watch their children.
Everything ran smoothly, but soon the kids wanted to watch TV, so the babysitter turned on the antique TV. The news was on, and telling about a clown that had escaped from the circus. The newscaster warned viewers that this clown was dangerous and mentally ill, so he should be approached with caution. The babysitter thought this was just an old black and white movie and changed the channel.
After sometime, the kids noticed a clown statue in the room. They were scared, and begged the babysitter to get rid of it. The babysitter was a little freaked out by it too, but she didn't want to move anything without permission. So she went upstairs to phone the parents, leaving the kids downstairs.
Using the old phone, she called the parents and asked if she could move the statue, but the parents answered confusedly, "We don't have a clown statue."
The babysitter was about to ask what they meant when the phone went dead.
Suddenly, she heard a bang. She froze. Another bang. She ran downstairs. The clown was holding a gun in his hand, and on his face was a mad grin. The 2 year old and the 4 year old were dead on the floor. They had been shot. The baby had been stuffed into a cardboard box. The babysitter grabbed the box and ran upstairs into the parents' room. She slammed the door behind her so hard that it broke off its hinges, because it was an old house. The clown had followed them up the stairs, and grinning, he shot them both dead.

...Okay, that's not what I heard the story to be, I heard a different version, but I made some stuff up in it, and I think it sounds cooler than what I heard.

jayde225
11-02-2011, 04:37 AM
When are they saying the winner?

Harmanny
11-02-2011, 07:57 AM
Awesome stories guys!!!! I love all them sooooo much!!!!! Good job and keep up all the awesome story writing!!!! http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif http://forums.ubi.com/images/smilies/clap.gif

leneca_minaj
11-02-2011, 07:57 AM
These are all very awesome stories see if you guys can use a few more adjectives, and adverbs to make them better

myjestica
11-02-2011, 07:57 AM
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-title">quote:</div><div class="ip-ubbcode-quote-content">Originally posted by tigertrouble321:
"DONT TURN ON THE LIGHT"

she cammandeered the room in the basement of her dorm as soon as she realized she would have to pull an all-nighter in oerder to prepare for tomorrows exam. her roomate, Jenna liked to go to bed early, so she packed up everything she thought she would need and went downstairs to study... and study.. and study some more. it was two o'clock when she realized she'd left one of the textbooks upstairs on her bed. With a dramatic sigh, she rose, and climbed the stairs slowly to her third-floor dorm room. the lights were dim in the long hallway, and the old boards creaked under her weary tread. she reached for her room and turned the handle as softly as she could, pushing the door open just enough to slip inside, so that the hall lights wouldnt wake up her roomate. the room was filled with a strange, metallic smell. she frowned a bit, her arms breaking into chills. there was a strange feeling of evilness in the room, as if malvolent gaze were fixed upon her. it was a mind trick; the all-nighter was catching up with her. she could hear jenna breathing on the far side of the room-a heavy sound, almost as if she was running. jenna must have picked up a cold during the last tesne week before finals. she crept aliong the wall untill she reached her bed, groping amung the covers for the stray history book. in the silence, she could hear a steady drip-drip-drip sound. she sighed silently. facilities would have to come fix the sink in the bathroom...again. her fingers colsed the textbook. she picked it up softly and withdrew from the room as silently as she could. relieved to be out of the room, she hurried back downstairs, collapsed into an overstuffed chair and studies untill six o'clock. she finally decided that enough was enough. if she slipped upstairs now, she could get a couple hours' sleep before her nine o'clock exam. the first of the sun's rays were beaming through the windows as she slowly slid the door open, hoping not to awaken jenna. her nose was met by an earthly, metallic smell, a second before her eyes registered the scene in the dorm room. jenna was spread-eagled on top of her bed against the far wall, her throat cut from ear to ear and her nightdress was stained with blood. two drops of blood fell from the saturated blanket with a drip-drip noise that sounded like a leaky faucet. scream after scream pured from her mouth, but she couldnt stop herself anymore than she could cease wringling her hands. along the hallway, doors slammed and footsteps came running down the passage. within moments other students had gathered in her doorway, and one of her friends gripped her arm with a shaking hand and a pointed trembling finger toward the wall. her eyes widened in shock at what she saw. then she had fainted into her friends arms. on the wall above her head, written in her roommates blood were the words:
"Arent you glad you didnt turn on the lights?"
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haha! i love that story, my friend toldm it to me