Things kinda ran over so we wont be doing the person of the week this week. But next week we definatly will. This week is just gonna be a free week. If you have something you want to send it we will post it. They site is gonna be non-stop this week!
Our challenged turned out really nicely there were a lot of great stories! They five people that entered wrote amazing stories.
here are the places!
1) Tohmalover14
2) Naughty-Dog-Girl
3) Kaisap112
4) Akiko44
5) Angel of Strife and Hinata-Tenten521 tied for 5th.
I would like to remind you about the on going challenge for this week. Its fairly easy. All you have to do is pick a song that appeals to you and write a story about it or why you like it. Story would be more interesting but if you write why you like it then that's fine too just go into detail about it.
Well here is Tohmalover14's story for the challenge.
How many of you wonder what it is like to be dead? I’ll tell you this; IT SUCKS MAJORLY! Being a ghost, I can’t do squat. And I miss eating my younger sister’s cooking. Having a body is something none of you should take for granted, seriously. If floating aimlessly is something you find fun sound still, I’ll gladly take your place.
So, I guess you’ll like to know how I died, eh? Hmm… where should I start? Well maybe my name would be a nice place to start. Okay, my name is… err… was (I don’t know) Adrian Christopher Boyd. And don’t rearrange my initials to ABC, it’s not cute, and no my nickname will not be ABC.
Okay, okay, I am getting back on track. I mean gees, you humans have time to worry about, and all I have to worry over is to not float into someone. Now that’s creepy. Any way, I guess I have more explaining for you guys. Hmm… ah yes.
It all happened to have started three days ago. It was Tuesday afternoon at lunch. Like any other day at Burgsville High, the sophomores have last dibs on lunch at 1:15 to 1:45. I would place us at 1:38 give or take a minute or two.
So my friends and I were sitting back down at our table that sat in the furthest corner of the room, and it is by the only window. There were five of us. Three guys and two girls, all of which were dating… except for… yeah you guessed it, myself. Now that I look at it, I am glad that I was single, means that I don’t have to worry about my boyfriend. Oh yeah, our table was named ‘the gay corner’ by the jocks and preps. Heh, we really did live up to our table’s name. Anna and Rina were dating and Jake and Matt were dating.
I think I was looking out the window while the others murmured sweet nothings, and or, groped each other. It was Rina’s happy voice that made me turn to look at her and Anna. “I think we should go to that old house that’s on Lake View Drive. It’s supposed to be haunted!” This was more likely our lesbian Goth’s idea, but Anna never says anything unless she is given some kind of sweet. Snickers are the best, that is, if you ever meet her.
“Why do you want to go there, Rina?” That was Soccer Stub; Matt’s husky reply. Actually, I think he wanted to get back to running his hand in the hair of the skater boy of the group; Jake.
“Because I want to see if we can see a ghost. That would be so cool!” The ‘fearless’ cheerleader answered, jumping in her seat. Her short, blonde hair bouncing with her.
“Rina, you can’t just start a sentence with ‘because’, it isn’t proper.” Oh yeah, Jake is a skater boy with a brain.
“Yeah, yeah. Like I actually care.” Rina replied as she dug through her purse to pull out her bubble gum pink lip gloss. “Like I said, let’s go see the ghost house Friday.”
“I don’t see why not. I mean, I doubt we’ll see a ghost in there, but a creepy old house, I am in.” That was me. I was kind of a Goth that got mixed with a baseball jock. “What if we met a vampire? Oooo… I’m gonna suck your blood Rina!”
“Oh yeah. Chris, vampires aren’t real.” Matt said suddenly.
“Hah, like that hicky doesn’t say otherwise!” I shot back. That got me a cold glare and his hand slapping his neck where Jake had left his hicky.
“Horny males are just lovely.” Anna said in her low, yet angelic voice.
“So?” Rina asked the two boys who were back at speaking idiot language. The three of us that were actually in the world of reality knew that they would agree to go.
“Sure.”
“Well, Matt’s going. I might as well go too. I have nothing planned.” They said after they broke apart because the bell dismissing us to our seventh period.
Anna and I went to the same class, which was in the opposite direction as the others. We had World History. “So, my dear cousin, was that really Rina’s idea?” I asked.
“What do you think?” I swear she just talks your ear off all the time. Even duct tape would keep her quiet.
“Adrian!” I heard my name as I was about to enter Mr. Byrd’s room.
“What Emily?” Cassandra Emily Boyd is my younger sister that is in the ninth grade.
“You have to stay after school. I’ve got basketball practice.” She said softly as she poked my cheek with her left index finger, the nail painted an obnoxious bright green, mostly to blind someone if the light of the sun hit it at the right point.
“Today is Tuesday though.”
“Scrimmage, tomorrow is our first game of the season.”
“Ah, okay.” With that I left her to go to her algebra class.
I sat down by my cousin, who was coloring her pinky nail black with her permanent marker. “I have to wait for Ems, or do I have to walk to Aunt Jen’s?” She asked without looking up. And her Aunt Jen is my mother. Anna lives with is because Uncle Don; her father, is a jerk and kicked her out shortly after Aunt Rachelle’s death.
“Get a ride with Rina.”
“Doctor’s appointment.”
“Matt and Jake?”
“I would be better off walking, than ride with them. They grab at each other. You boys are gross.”
I shrugged. I can’t say I’m innocent. I’ve dated them both. And I lost my virginity to Matt. “You’re not any better. You and Rina kissing gave Emily nightmares for weeks.”
Anna didn’t answer. Maybe because the meanest teacher in the whole school finally walked in. “Who can tell me what country is in two continents?” Today must have been a good day. Normally he shouts, and demands that someone tell him the answer. My hand was the first in the air, in fact I am pretty sure I was the only one. I knew this and I knew that Anna knows the answer too. “What is it Mr. Boyd?” I wonder how many times he calls out the Boyd last name, since he also teaches the ninth grade American Government class, which means he has my sister.
“It would be Russia, which is part of Europe and Asia.”
“Good, good.” he said with satisfaction. And the rest of the day and week left me as bored as ever.
Finally it was Friday. Just to catch you up. Rina is a nervous wreck. Apparently she is scared of ghosts and vampires, and whatever else she believes creeps out at the dead of night. That poor girl. It was six in the evening. I was finishing up the pick up route for the five of us. Anna and I sat in the front, the others sat I the back. Matt and Jake were to remain separated in the back.
“Are you sure you want to do this Ri?” Jake’s voice comforted.
“Uh… yeah!” She said with a tone that said he was an idiot for even doubting her, even though she was scared stiff.
“Okay then. Lake View Drive beware, The Gay Brigade is coming in!” I shouted over the roar of my engine. I had brushed my blond heir, high lighted with black dye, out of the way of my baby blue eyes before I backed out of Rina’s driveway. I saw that she was shaking like a terrified kitten and Jake was rubbing her shoulders to try and calm her down a bit.
We end up there around eight because Anna wanted to wait a couple hours so Rina could settle down. And Anna ended up switching spots with matt, so that she and Jake could keep the shivering blonde from emptying herself for the second time.
“Are you sure you want to go in? We can just go see a movie.” I suggested.
“Movies are fake, this is the real deal.” She answered. I sighed, she wasn’t going to back down. I blame it all on Anna.
“Okay.” I said softly as I patted her on the head like she was a younger sister. “Jake, you’re small. You can fit in the basement window and let us in through the back door.” I said, since we already tried the doors and they were locked.
He nodded, but Matt wanted to be difficult. “Rina is small too. She can go in there and- OW!” Anna had punched him in the head.
“Idiot.”
“Bitch.”
“Good.”
“I’m going to go do it, Matt.” Jake said in a gentle tone, and brushed against him, kissing him before he set off to jogging to the only basement window. His bright yellow flashlight hitting his leg from where it hanged.
The four of us moved toward the back door when we saw him disappear and heard a crash of boxes. When we got to the door we had to wait a minute or two, when we finally head the deadbolt unlock. Jake’s light brown hair had like a million cobwebs in it. Rina squealed when she saw a spider on his red jacket. Anna had to cover Rina’s mouth to muffle her. Matt walked to Jake and flicked the spider away.
He was inspecting the dusty skater boy. “If he is hurt, Chris, I’m kicking your-”
“I’m fine, Matt. Don’t be so protective of e.” He rested his pale hand on Matt’s shoulder as he spoke.
“Okay, if you say so, Jake.” Matt’s voice was soft, and no longer held a hatred towards me.
“calm down boy.” I said as I squeezed past Matt to get into the house. I turned on my blue flashlight. There were two staircases, one was on my left, that lead to the basement I assumed since it went down. The right set I would save for later.
“Where do you want to go?” Jake’s voice softly washed over me. Why did he always do that to me?
“Not sure. How about straight a head?” I pointed the dim light down the hall. I thought I saw something shimmer when my light hit. My thoughts then, ‘Damn, that must be a lot of dust.’
“Sounds good.” Jake smiled at me, apparently hadn’t seen ‘my dust’ thing.
Matt was the one that lead us to the living room. “And straight a head you can see that this was the living room. It was said that the thirteen year old son was as gorgeous as yours truly. But, the father was insanely jealous of the young boy’s looks and bashed his head in with one of those fire poker things right in front of the fire place.” He paused letting us take in, what now looked like piles of dust collected over the years.
“The mother of the son had witnessed the boy’s death, but she did nothing because she thought her medication was messing with her mind. The husband hear crying. Placing the poker do-dad back, as if he hadn’t just murdered his own child. He walked her to the kitchen table and gave her a glass of water. When she was calm he slit her throat, leaving her to suffer and drowning in her own blood.”
Rina was crying now. “Stoppit Matthew!” She held onto Anna tightly. Anna brushed her blonde hair sweetly.
“You are fine. That happened over thirty years ago.” Anna mumbled softly in Rina’s ear, though the rest of us could still hear her.
“Yeah, the guy would be over sixty or seventy. And he is still in the insane asylum back in Washington.” Matt added. “So, therefore, he is too old and feeble to do anything, and he is locked up too.”
“W-what a-about the g-ghost?” Rina stumbled over her words.
“There is no such thing.” I had answered, then thinking that I was right, Matt and Anna nodded in agreement. I knew Anna believed in ghosts, but she knew that her girlfriend didn’t need to hear that.
“It is just a rumor. A light hasn’t been turned on in over thirty years.” Matt replied.
I looked over at Jake. Now he is pale all the time, but he was paler than normal. “I-I just saw the dad outside the window.” His soft grey eyes were filled with terror.
“Stop screwing with her!” Anna shouted and hugged Rina tightly as if someone would actually break through the window.
“He is locked up on the other side of the country.” I said. I was the only one that didn’t believe Matt’s ghost story… well besides Matt, but I actually think he believes himself.
“But I saw him! He pointed to Matt. And I think he mouthed ‘you’re next’. This is just creepy! Matt, I want to go home now!” Jake demanded. That was never a good sign. As long as I have known him (My whole seventeen years) he has never demanded a thing. When he demands something he is beyond serious.
Matt walked to him and embraced him, shushing Jake like he was a small child. Well the guy was a shrimp, standing a five foot six, if he was on the good side of Lady Luck. “We’ll go home and we’ll watch a movie. Titanic?” That was Jake’s favorite movie, as well as the girls’.
“I want to watch it with you guys.” Rina said, a little calmer now. She was looking over Anna’s shoulder.
“I don’t think-” Anna spoke until she was cut off by Matt.
“Sure, Anna and Chris should come too.” Jake nodded in agreement with the taller man.
“Not you too, Matt.” I moaned.
“Chris, quit the act. You aren’t fearless. What about snakes?”
“Snakes are real, and terrifying. Ghosts are made up and therefore not something I am scared of.” I then wish I had braver friends. I wonder what they would say if they knew I am a ghost now. Probably something like ‘I thought you didn’t believe in ghosts.’ I can’t say that I would blame them.
“Nothing has to be real to be scary. And can you prove that ghosts don’t exist?” Jake asked.
“Can you prove that they are real?”
“No, but-”
“Ha! My point is proven.” I laughed mockingly and Jake just sighed to give up his argument with me. Then, at that second, I felt as if my blood froze for a second. I shivered.
“Adrian, are you getting sick?” Anna asked, still holding Rina.
“You didn’t notice the drop in temperature?” I asked everyone. They all shook their heads ‘no’. My thought then, ‘great, now I am crazy too!’
“I want to go home! He is watching us, from the door!” Jake pawed Matt’s chest.
“Go wait in the car then!” I stopped listening to Jake after he said that the man was watching us from the door. I turned on my heel. Again, I saw that ‘dust’ thing. But this time I had thought it looked like it blinked. But it was gone before I could look harder at it.
I headed for the staircase that lead upstairs. Had Anna left the door open? I swore I had heard it close behind her. Hmm… must have imagined it. I stepped on the first step and it creaked loudly. Making Rina scream equally high pitched. I shook my head. There was nothing scary about this place. Well maybe it housed a couple of snakes and several mice. I looked at the top of the stairs because I knew I saw movement. Nothing.
“I am just lucky there is no snakes. Damn things. Thai is probably what I saw.” I mumbled to myself. I reached the top and I noticed there was a small table that held up a vase that was blue and white, the colors swirled around each other. I walked to it and I noticed that there were three streaks in the dust as if someone ran their index, middle, and ring fingers over it. I looked at my hands though the prints were going the wrong way to have been me, and plus I hadn’t touched the ceramic container.
“That is too creepy.” I said to myself. I turned away from the vase. I was heading to the stairs. There stood my friends.
Their eyes were on me for a second, then I swore I felt a breath on my neck. “Whoa.” I said softly, under my breath.
“Adrian!” Anna screamed. She was looking at something that was behind me. I heard the creak of the first step as she started up the stairs.
I turned around and there stood a man sixty-eight? He had pasty white skin and was bald. He was wearing a white gown, maybe from a hospitable, and it had a lot of mud on it. His eyes were a deep blue. They were murderous. “Die.” He said hoarsely. His breath smelled of fish… rotting fish.
I finally noticed that he had that blue and white vase in his hands. It was raised above our heads. I took a step backwards. Before I fell I saw my ‘dust’ figure. It was a ghost! It was his son! It was scary, that boy looked a lot like Matt. Red hair, green eyes, and they would be brothers, even twins if the boy was three years older.
I fell down the stairs, I think Anna moved so she wouldn’t fall too, I guess I looked pretty bad, and well that is what happened…
I blinked. Where was I? It was way too white. “Oh Good God. I have gone to heaven.” I mumbled, and that hurt a lot.
“No silly.” Emily’s voice said. She sounded like she had been crying. “Mom, dad, Adrian’s awake!” I blinked again. The golden blonde hairs of Emily were blocking my view of our parents.
“What happened?” I asked, I realized that I was in the hospitable… yeah I am late at realizing things.
“You had a car accident. Someone collided with your car. They ran the sign.” Mom answered. Tears welling her eyes.
I smiled. At least that was all a dream. “I’m okay now mom.”
“You were said most likely not to make it.” Dad said sadly, holding mom as she started crying. “You were out…” He paused to take a breath. “For three days.” He grabbed my shoulder. “Son? When were you planning to tell us that you were gay?”
“What?” I thought I already told them.
“You claimed you were gay, and that you loved Jake when you were out.” Emily said.
“Don’t bother him with that now. The doctor needs to check him up.” Mom said pushing Emily and dad away. When they left the room she kissed my forehead. “I love you Christopher.”
“Where are the others?” I asked mom softly as she pulled away from me.
“They were with you in the car accident, but they all died. It was extremely scary. I am glad that we still have you Christopher.” She said softly. Her blue eyes welled with tears again. Probably tears for Anna and the others.
“Hello Adrian Christopher. I’m Doctor Dave.” His voice sounds familiar. But where?
I looked up at him after mom left. What I saw was the old man! The same deep blue eyes, the same bald scalp. He smiled, “so you do remember me.”
~This hat? Oh this hat is god~
(Em)
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