I’m a huge fan of ghost stories, which is probably part of why I like Shadow House so much! I’ve heard some maybe-true ones and some definitely made up ones, and a shiver always goes down my spine, even if I don’t believe them.


Tell us a ghost story… one you’ve heard, or one you’ve made up. I can’t wait to read them -- but I’ll be sure to NOT check them out right before bed!

 

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It don't matter what my name is

 

I don't got one, I'm not famous, no

 

         

Okay, so I'm going to to write one that I made up a few years ago and I published it in a magazine. It has three parts, I hope you like it! 

 

Trisha woke up, shaking. It was freezing out side and her house had no insolation. She slept with one of the thinnest blankets in her house, because the rest were being used for her mother. She had a sickness. The doctors said it was incurrable. 

 

   The sickness Maloney -Trishas' mother- had, had never been seen before. Or so said the doctors. 

 

About two weeks prior to this story, trisha had saddled up Her families only horse and ridden to the far corner of the kingdom. It had been a perilous trip for the thirteen year old girl to take alone. So she didn't. On her way out of her village she had been stopped by a boy about a year older than her. He had asked to go with her because he claimed that someone in his family had a similar disease, but he would never say which family member it was. 

   

   They had traveled to the north-most corner of the kingdom and knocked on the kings door. The guards at the castle greeted them with slightly confused smiles and had escorted them to the king. 

 

   The king had been very kind to them and had permitted them to see with the royal fission. They had met with him and had described the disease. He had then agreed to go back to tridents creek with them. The village was far away and it took them a few days to return. By that time, Trishas' mother had gotten worse and the fission declared her incurrable. He had then gone back to the castle to tend to the king and his court. 

 

Since the day the fission left left her with her saddened heart, Trisha had been caring for her mother every day. Her father helped a little bit, but he had fields to plough and sheep to sheer. Her brother did not help her and she didn't even think he was able to. 

 

So when she woke up shaking, it was because of the cold, and another reason, Trisha didn't even want to admit to herself. 

 

Her mother was dying, but she was changing. Not getting sick and withered, but getting dark and blunt. 

 

   She always said exactly what she was thinking, not thinking before she spoke. her eyes, which had been light gray, were now turning black. And not just the pupils, all of them. Starting from the out side and slowly rolling in towards the centre. Trisha was now frightened to speak to her mother, or even enter her bed chambers without her mother being asleep. She didn't want to hear the frightening thoughts her mother had about when she died, she didn't want to see the pitch black orbs glowing from her mother's face. She didn't want to see the look of horror, permanently plastered on her mother's face. As if she didn't want to say what she said, but she couldn't stop herself.

 

   So as Trisha laid in her bed, she wasn't at all prepared for the high pitched screaming coming from the room on the other end of the house. 

 

She shot out of bed like a bullet and ran down the steps to the first floor, then bolted around the corner and burst into her mothers' chamber. 

 

   There she was, just screaming. Nothing happening, just the screaming. Her eyes were closed and looked like they were moving left and right at top speed, as far as Trisha could tell from where she stood, stuned, by the door. 

 

Her father ran into the room and stopped dead, halfway to the bed, "what-? How-? What's going on-? I-is she-?" He stopped. 

 

"Father, I don't know-" Trisha began, but was interrupted by her brother racing in through the doorway. 

 

"What in the kings name is going on here?" He shouted. 

 

Suddenly, the screaming stopped. Her eyes stopped moving. She turned rigid and still. The silence was absolutely horrifying. No one knew what had happened, or what was coming. But they would soon find out, and they would not be happy when they did. 

 

Okay, so that was part one, the next part is coming in a bit, but now I have to go to school. I'll type the rest later.

 

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    Sally

 

HAMMOCFLAVORED DRINK FAMILY

 

I have loved you all for years, and I will never stop.

My friends, my family, stay awesome.

 

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*shrug* I've never really seen a ghost story that made meh pee meh pants yet. maybe i can make one tho...mwhahahaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

*disappears in black smoke*

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It don't matter what my name is

 

I don't got one, I'm not famous, no

 

         

Mary, that is terrifying!!! What happens next?!

 

dragonlynx, I like ones that seem almost real, like they're just eerie enough without being totally over the top and you think, "Well, maybe..."

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Wow thats scaryscary!!!!!!.

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Here is the ghost story I call "Fallen angle" ( I did not make her up I really saw her) 

I woke up in the middle of the night, there she was standing at the end of my mom's bed then she looked at me, then, she turn around and she walked into the closet. A little bit later my mom walked out of the closet, and I asked her if she had seen her and she did not. she had a halo around her head, and she had on a old timey bed clothes, with he bangs over her eyes with short hair, and she was pretty tall. My mom said it might of been my mind playing tricks on me.

Now time for you to answer

Do you think it was a ghost, or my mind playing tricks on me.

Please answer true.

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Hurry up and finish! It's amazeballs girl!

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killer of all

#girlsaredabest #rubyroundhousejumanji #martha #jumanji #killerofmen

ONCE, UPON A STARRY SUMMER NIGHT THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL. She was a happy, normal five-year-old little girl, with dreams of princesses and castles and pink. She had friends, and one of them was at her house. It was the Fourth of July. She and her friend were out catching fireflies, dancing around with her 12-yr-old brother. They were in a rural city in North Carolina, USA... GTG finish l8r

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killer of all

#girlsaredabest #rubyroundhousejumanji #martha #jumanji #killerofmen

Mine is a little shorter than most, but here goes...

 

I'm coming...  The voice wouldn't stop. Day and night, all the time. She knew she couldn't sleep, because when her friends did, they went missing. They would just lie there, souless, probably. Don't run.... I'm coming for you, Mac.... She screemed. No one knew her name. No one. Then, a cloth appeared in front of her mouth. She passed out. 

 

Well, part 2 should be coming along shortly! Just have to get the rest out of the witness.

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that is DEFINETLY real!!! I've had that before.

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here goes nothing..

 

 

 

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Moon /Show woman

I'm not scared to be seen. I make no aplogies,"this is me"

Let this promise in me start, like an anthem in my heart "from now on" 

 

 

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