Ghost Stories - The Wishing Well,
Continued
Be careful what
you wish....
With effort, she continued, "Danny,
to make a wish on a fake coin would anger the spirits. They would
surely come after you...and...who knows what would happen."
"Betty, you are an idiot,"
Danny laughed. "I really wish that you could see yourself for
what you really are! A - a naive, giddy hank of hair that's
not housing the brightest light in the village!"
Betty gasped, for although she
was well-accustomed to Danny's sharp, cruel tongue, this time he'd
went too far. He had 'wished'.
Amid his snide laugh, an eerie
moan lifted from the bottom of the wishing well, quickly gathering
both Danny's and Betty's attention. And when they both leaned over
the edge to peer in, a beautiful angelic form mirrored Betty's shocked
face, and a hideous beast mirrored Danny's.
Betty fled, hearing Danny calling
out faintly in the distance. It appeared that he had gotten his
wish, and a bit more than what he'd wished for....
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The Crying Veil
- Anna's eyes widened
in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly
covered with blood - drops of blood. She detected crying,
pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony.... Click
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The Lace Curtain -
The
graveyard lay in the misted distance. Kayla fingered the dingy lace curtain
with high anticipation of catching a glimpse of the apparition that had appeared
nightly for the last thirty days. It had began on the first of the month.
This month. This unusually hot and blustery October month. Click
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Poisoned Ivy - The moaning
grew louder, emitting eerily from the forest walls. Ti wasn't so certain
anymore that the noise was the sound of lovers, as the area was a cove for kindling
romance. Had he not known better, he would have sworn the sound was the
sound of a ghost! Click to
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The Haunted House
- "Over here,
I tell you! The coffin is over here!"
Mona rolled her
eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret
entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn
back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the
coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle.
. . . Click
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- Widow Maker
- The city lay shrouded in
the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white.
The year was 2785.
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- Vincent’s keen eyesight cut
through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings
like a guided laser. He was searching for something lost,
something that he would probably never reclaim. Click
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