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#nightdwellers. #beginningline #400th. @patdolan83. Creeping silently under the veil of night. The eyes, golden, I see them gleam. Shivers sent through my spine and head filled with fright.
Chapter Two: They're coming for us. ~Kayla's POV~ I'd just finished looking around the house and I already didn't like it.
As I crept nearer I could just make out a light in the top left hand window. A silent breeze stirred the trees. I felt a chill down my spine. The light moved. It re-appeared in the next window.
Moving into terror The ride was long and to make it worse my little sister Kayla (who is eighteen months old) cried the whole time. And my brother talked to me which wasn't so bad. Jake is ten.
A dark deserted road suddenly was smothered in thick white fog as a silhouette of a small red fox ran through the road and disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
As the nights get longer my sleepwalking get worse, ever night I wonder a little farther away from my house I always go a different way but end up In the same spot ever night.
Lily just moved into a new home it is really old ."A huge house.
Today it was hallowen in far away land.everyone was very happy.Especially children because they will get candies.Mary and John were goin to dress up as skeletons.they went to a house and knocked on...
I stood there, on the path that I use every single day, every week, at the same time. This was the same forest but not the same scene.
The Rafferty's moved into number 63 Orchard Lane on December 2nd, 2008. A Victorian property, surrounded by mature trees and shrubs. The drive curved around the front of the gorgeous property.
#nightdwellers #beginningline I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, and too scared to open my eyes... That night had been a dark night, but it definitely wasn't stormy.
It was a cold gloomy day, I was climbing up the mountainous hills when I reached the house I was going to see.
This was a story I wrote last night but was too tired to finish. .........,........................................
#colourchallange #black Blackness surrounds me In despair I hear a creak It's coming from the lair Tip toeing down the stairs Which will lead me into the room There may be a ghost That shouts out...
~True ghost story~ ~Not mine~ The Winchester Mystery House is one of the most famous haunted houses in America with enough of a following to-date for daily public tours.
~True ghost story~ ~Not mine~ Though the Amityville house is most famously linked to the Ronald DeFeao killings in November of 1974, it was originally used to house Native Americans that were...
~True ghost story~ ~Not mine~ *"Where do all the lonely people go. Where do I belong?" These were the words softly uttered to Rose Berini from a little boy dressed in white roaming her upstairs hall.
~True spooky/ghost/paranormal story~ ~Not mine~ In the French Quarter, you'll find a four story Greek Revival house unlike any other.
~Ghost story~ ~Not mine~ Life seemed perfect to Mark when the widower brought his new bride Lisa home to the lovely two-story cottage he had build for his deceased first wife.
~Spooky story~ ~Not mine~ Two sisters were motoring through Cape Cod late one stormy night in the early 1900's when their car broke down in an unpopulated area.
~Ghost story~ ~Not mine~ There was once a beautiful old house right on the edge of a lake, surrounded by woods.
"Jane!" Mick shouted at me. "What?" I asked. He had been bugging me all day.
The midnight moon shone on the house, There was not a sound, not even a mouse, It creaked, it cranked as the wind blew, There were footsteps behind, was it me. Was it you.
James waddled through the threshold into the pitch black corridor. He placed his hands onto the wall to the right of him, using it as a guide and also as a walking aid.