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Author Topic: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story  (Read 2263 times)

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Offline Luella

Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #25 on: September 20, 2010, 07:10:45 AM »
Robert, with the ghost of the deceased Evan Castle, stepped into the kitchen and headed towards the silverware drawer...in search of a weapon for his revenge.

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #26 on: September 20, 2010, 07:40:35 AM »
Meanwhile, Laura had, in her terror, skidded through the hallways to the disused west wing of the house, plunging through a door into a dust filled room none in her family had ever entered before.

Offline CascataNerina

Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #27 on: September 20, 2010, 09:17:06 AM »
The dust swirled about causing Laura to sneeze; at the same time Robert was pulling a large carving knife from the drawer in the kitchen.

Offline Spice

Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #28 on: September 20, 2010, 09:26:40 AM »
While Laura ended willy nilly like a gray goose flashing intermittent visions of pink in an unused room, the Evan Castle possessed Robert was distracted on his way after her by the linen closet, which is where he found a twisted length of hemp rope  to go with his well-honed carving knife and taking it out, he began to examine it with an eye toward watching his fleeing sister/object of hatred swing from a chandelier, her neck broken and face delightfully pale while her organs lay bloody below her swinging body, but cautious in death as the ghost had been in life, he vowed --so very much like the last time--to test his plan out to ensure the rope would hold the gray-robed-and-pink-pajama-clad lass's weight before actually implementing his nefarious vengeance-inspired scheme of death.

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #29 on: September 20, 2010, 10:08:34 AM »
"Bless you," Laura heard -- a whisper in the empty room, and she spun, heart pounding as she realized she was not alone....

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #30 on: September 20, 2010, 09:35:42 PM »
Laura found herself in the nineteen fifties era kitchen, which her grandmother had never taken the time to update.

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #31 on: September 20, 2010, 09:47:32 PM »
But what caught her attention was the complete stranger standing in the kitchen, a motherly woman holding a plate of fresh cookies who wore 1950s era clothing so fresh and crisp that she could have stepped straight out of a Leave It to Beaver episode.

Offline Luella

Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #32 on: September 21, 2010, 01:31:13 AM »
The woman held out her tray of cookies, "Have some, sweetheart," she said and the tray of cookies started to shimmer and vibrate.

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #33 on: September 21, 2010, 10:29:12 AM »
Evan Castle scowled, the smell of cookies in his nose, as he kept struggling forward, knife in his hand, using his borrowed flesh to search for the girl who'd run from him.

Offline Coreli

Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #34 on: September 21, 2010, 10:46:43 AM »
Just then, the woman slammed the tray of cookies down onto the counter top, screaming, "BE GONE EVAN CASTLE - this child has been spoken for, and on this day, she shall not be touched."

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #35 on: September 21, 2010, 10:41:48 PM »
Laura found herself in the nineteen fifties era kitchen, which her grandmother had never taken the time to update.

Her brother started to laugh a disturbing, grating laugh and the face that she loved so very much twisted into the face of a stranger as he taunted with the following words:  "And by what authority do you command this, you old harpy, who is not part of Heaven or Hell, but has been spit out of the mouth of both?"


OOC:  Crap folks.... Sorry.  I was posting for this on my phone, in the break room at work.  Somehow I missed an entire page of posts!  Suddenly she just WAS in the kitchen.  My mistake. Still, let us assume that she was transported.  I will try to avoid such mistakes in the future.

Offline CascataNerina

Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #36 on: September 22, 2010, 02:45:10 AM »
"My own authority," her voice boomed; and so saying Robert, possessed by Evan Castle was propelled back through the kitchen door, backwards through the front door, and out the front gate where he was left to plot his next attempt at revenge.

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Re: One Sentence Stories: Ghost Story
« Reply #37 on: September 23, 2010, 10:09:31 PM »
Laura's Grandmother lead her up to her own bedroom and tucked her into her own bed, like she had when she was a little child, and then lay down beside her to protect her.