Evening Strumpets,
I`m going to send out a challenge to you all.
Come up with a scarier halloween story than the one I`m about to post, and get a reward. A song of your choice, posted on the blog! There`s no losers, each scary story (within reason) will be posted anyway.
Rules: You must follow the blog. Scroll down until you see the follow
icon on the right of the screen and click on it.
It must be really scary. Scary and suitable (family friendly)
enough for me to post it on the
blog.
Send it to my email adress. markdavies23@hotmail.co.uk.
Here`s mine, told to me fifteen years ago by a good friend. I swear this is true, so come closer and I`ll whisper it, because if I say it too loud, and the wrong person hears it, they may go mad. if you are of a nervous disposition, stop reading now. Seriously, STOP....READING.....NOW......
My friend`s cousin lived in a farmhouse in Arnold, just outside Nottingham. She would often sleep with her pet dog "Rowlf" at the foot of her bed. One weekend her parents were away, and she went out for a drink with her friends.
She returned to the empty Farmhouse, and after a period of watching TV she went to bed. Sure enough, Rowlf leapt on the bed and cosied down for the evening. She fell in to a restless sleep, disturbed by nightmares, and awoke after two hours to find Rowlf licking her feet. She kicked gently at his wet nose and dozed again.
Again it was a fitful sleep, and she was awakened again by Rowlf licking her feet. A similar kick to his nose put paid to that.
Two hours later, and something made her jolt awake. But all she heard was the dripping tap (drip drip drip)from her En Suite Bathroom.
She fell asleep again and woke at 07:30, cold from an open window, she could have sworn was closed when she went to bed, but fit as a fiddle and walked into her En Suite. Except....
Nailed to the wall was Rowlf, blood dripping from the gaping wound from his neck (drip drip drip)
Written in the Dogs blood was "human`s can lick too"!
She never recovered, and is still living in the local mental health Residential Unit in Arnold.
Is this true, I`ll let you know, but until then,
post something new.
Mark
I used to work with a girl called Lisa who was from down south but moved up here to be with her husband. She went back down south to her parents house where she grew up and they took their 3 year old daughter for the first time.
ReplyDeleteDuring dinner her daughter was talking to someone invisible, they asked her who she was taking to, she said Julie. They asked what Julie looked like and she described a Victorian lady. They all took a gasp.
It was the exact same imaginary friend Lisa had when she was three
Fantastic, I`ve just gone all shivery.
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