Well the third times a charm. I sat here thinking..."now what can I make that's not violent, or hardly violent." Then, the answer came to me.
A GHOST STORY!!!
So, I'll do a fictional ghost story.
Chapter 1
"But I don't Wanna do it."
"are you a chicken or a man?"
I'm more of a man than you are."
"Then go in."
Jeff started the day like any other day. He woke up and hung around the house for a while, and then around noon he went to hang with some friends. Except, today, his friends didn't want to have a normal conversation.
Jeff was and ordinary teenager of 14 with 3 ordinary friends. But today at the park, Andy started up something different. "I heard that Robby went in the house down the street and didn't come out.he said. Jeff told Andy, "Now you're one of those cheesy directors that starts a ghost story the same way every single time?" Andy said,"No I saw him go in and Jake, Don, and I stayed there until the next day. He didn't come out." Jeff toldhim Well he probablyslept the night their after getting tired of boredom.
Andy gave Jeff an irritated look and said, "Well, if you think it isn't haunted then why don't you stay the night there.
Jeff quickly agreed to go in. "I'll stay there the whole night, you'll see."
*Later that night*
Jeff quickly went in the house when his friends got there. He wanted to quickly get this over with. Before Jeff went into the house, he heard Andy yell, "TRY NOT TO CRAP YOURSELF, OK!!!" Jeff quickly gave him the finger and when in. As soon as he stepped in the house, he was overcome with a sudden wave of eeriness. He went to open the door and leave, but remembered the bet and didn't want to be embarassed in front of the probably large croud outside. Jeff went further into the house. He decided that he would explore the first story now and the second story later.
Further inspection of the house showed Jeff that someone had abandoned the house several years ago. The furnishings of the house had been unmoved and it looked as if the previous owner had not bothered to pack anything. This struck him as weird, but nothing that proved ghosts.
Jeff had only one room left to explore. So far nothing had happened. Nothing at all. Jeff went to the last room, and found it locked. He decided to kick the door down.
When he did, he saw a limp corpse on the bed in that room. Jeff stumbled back startled, but then saw that there was nothing there. "Must just be my imagination," he said. But, he knew that it was far worse than that.
Jeff was downstairs listening to his ipod, when the battery on it went dead.
"But it had a full battery just five seconds ago," he cried out. He put the now dead ipod in his pocket and heard a voice call his name. "Jeeeeeeeeefff," it said. Jeff heard it come from the room he busted open. Jeff quickly ran to the room. When he got there he felt a cold mist coming from the room. He walked in and the door slammed shut behind him. He was startled and turned to see if someone was in there with him. But he saw no one. He turned back around and saw the white mist of a girl. Jeff quickly screamed, OH MY GOD, and stumbled back into a dresser, that mist was the last thing he saw before he slumpped into unconsiosness.
A GHOST STORY!!!
So, I'll do a fictional ghost story.
Chapter 1
"But I don't Wanna do it."
"are you a chicken or a man?"
I'm more of a man than you are."
"Then go in."
Jeff started the day like any other day. He woke up and hung around the house for a while, and then around noon he went to hang with some friends. Except, today, his friends didn't want to have a normal conversation.
Jeff was and ordinary teenager of 14 with 3 ordinary friends. But today at the park, Andy started up something different. "I heard that Robby went in the house down the street and didn't come out.he said. Jeff told Andy, "Now you're one of those cheesy directors that starts a ghost story the same way every single time?" Andy said,"No I saw him go in and Jake, Don, and I stayed there until the next day. He didn't come out." Jeff toldhim Well he probablyslept the night their after getting tired of boredom.
Andy gave Jeff an irritated look and said, "Well, if you think it isn't haunted then why don't you stay the night there.
Jeff quickly agreed to go in. "I'll stay there the whole night, you'll see."
*Later that night*
Jeff quickly went in the house when his friends got there. He wanted to quickly get this over with. Before Jeff went into the house, he heard Andy yell, "TRY NOT TO CRAP YOURSELF, OK!!!" Jeff quickly gave him the finger and when in. As soon as he stepped in the house, he was overcome with a sudden wave of eeriness. He went to open the door and leave, but remembered the bet and didn't want to be embarassed in front of the probably large croud outside. Jeff went further into the house. He decided that he would explore the first story now and the second story later.
Further inspection of the house showed Jeff that someone had abandoned the house several years ago. The furnishings of the house had been unmoved and it looked as if the previous owner had not bothered to pack anything. This struck him as weird, but nothing that proved ghosts.
Jeff had only one room left to explore. So far nothing had happened. Nothing at all. Jeff went to the last room, and found it locked. He decided to kick the door down.
When he did, he saw a limp corpse on the bed in that room. Jeff stumbled back startled, but then saw that there was nothing there. "Must just be my imagination," he said. But, he knew that it was far worse than that.
Jeff was downstairs listening to his ipod, when the battery on it went dead.
"But it had a full battery just five seconds ago," he cried out. He put the now dead ipod in his pocket and heard a voice call his name. "Jeeeeeeeeefff," it said. Jeff heard it come from the room he busted open. Jeff quickly ran to the room. When he got there he felt a cold mist coming from the room. He walked in and the door slammed shut behind him. He was startled and turned to see if someone was in there with him. But he saw no one. He turned back around and saw the white mist of a girl. Jeff quickly screamed, OH MY GOD, and stumbled back into a dresser, that mist was the last thing he saw before he slumpped into unconsiosness.
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