The beautiful green grass
Makes you want to lay down and crash
With pretty blue sky's
Maybe you want to close your eyes
Even a nice little house
For you and your spouse
Then watch the pretty sunset
Hopefully the house keeps you out of debt
LW
The beautiful green grass
Makes you want to lay down and crash
With pretty blue sky's
Maybe you want to close your eyes
Even a nice little house
For you and your spouse
Then watch the pretty sunset
Hopefully the house keeps you out of debt
LW
The Legend of the Witch
The legend goes, a little ole witch haunts the cemetery near a town named River, who will manifest its energy from your car to scare you into believing that it exists. . . Long ago, there was a group of teenagers, boys and girls, who were having a little party on Halloween. Toward the end of the party, people were starting to leave, and the event was coming to an end. From here, the kids started talking about spooky things that have happened to them. These stories are those that sound like what you would hear at a campfire. They start bringing up urban legends such as the Blue Ball Bridge or the Ghost of Kelsey. The one that stuck out to them the most was the Witch of the River Cemetery. The kids have heard stories about their parents and others who have had eerie encounters with the witch. The kids did not believe the legend and thought that it would be a great idea to go to the cemetery and see if they would be proved wrong. The young kids hop into their truck and make the trek to the cemetery. Once they arrive, they see the grave of the witch. They roam the cemetery, terrorizing and threatening the witch. One boy even peed on the grave, hoping to get attention from her spirit. They did not notice anything odd or out of place when they made their decision to leave, as they were growing bored with being there. The kids start walking toward their car as they feel like something is staring at them from a mile away, but they notice this presence. They moved a little faster and got inside their car, looking around for something, but nothing was there. They lose hope in the cemetery and in the legend. However, when the driver goes to start the car, it just sits there and cranks without trying to start. He tries again, but still nothing. And again, and again, and again. Just as they noticed the battery on all of their phones and the car was starting to die, they made the decision to push the car outside of the gates in hopes that the car would work then. The three boys of the group get out and push the car out of he cemetery. As soon as they get out of the gates, the boys jump in, and the car cranks slowly, as the battery is almost dead, but it starts without issue. The group of teenagers gets out of there so fast that they forgot to shut the gate that blocks it off. As the kids were driving down the road, they started to feel a burning sensation around their necks. They start looking in all of the mirrors and looking at each other with all the lights on in the cab, and see how bad these what looked like rashes or burns, truly were. They all get home feeling very tired and nauseous. The kids did not want to fall asleep as they were terrified as to wake might happen in their sleep, but nothing did. The next morning, one of the teenage boys is super curious about why their necks were fire engine red the night before. He starts looking into the legend of the witch and finds that this witch was said to be hanged for her odd activity in the town around 1882. With this knowledge, he brings this up to his friends when he claims it was a feeling of how she was killed. Nothing new ever happened to these kids after they got home, but will something worse happen when they go next Halloween? I reckon we will never know. . .
-R. A. Y.
I am from running
Cross country races and long trail runs
I am from gardens
Fresh vegetables for summer lunches
I am from evening drives
Long drives through many small towns
I am from firepits
Families gathering on cool evenings around a fire
I am from movie nights
Popcorn and blankets filling the dark living room
I am from I spy
Hospital windows looking at the city below with my grandpa
I am from church
Every Sunday walking down the sidewalk to church
I am from family
Thanksgiving and Christmas all around together
I am from love
A happy home and so much love
My haunted house will be trippy. The walls will move and the hallway will tilt every step you take. It would have a greenish glow. It will lead to the mirror room.The mirrors will change your figure and will take off your head. Then a scary bloody clown will appear behind you in one of them and since your like oh its a haunted house no need to worry. Till you turn around and you realize that there is actually a scary clown behind you. The next room is the bathroom, there is dark juicy blood splattered all over the clear/matte shower curtain. The floor is flooded with murky water and there is a dead girl with all clothes on. like she was just placed there. Last room I have is the seance room. You know the room where you practice religious things. If I was witchy or needed to communicate with the dead that's the room I would use. I would have floating bloody candles. This room wouldn't be the scream bloody murder horror this is more like hauntingly beautiful type way.
M.M.R
You looked out the window one morning, and to your horror, you see the serial killer that's been all over the news lately. You quickly dial 911, but then you realize that what you're seeing is the killer's reflection.
LJ
I snickered as my friend made a joke
The teacher gave us a look to be quiet
But 6 7 is such a funny joke we couldn't stop laughing
Did you hear the news? Seven ate nine
6 is terrified
What in the Skibidii
-GL
Mustarrrrrd turn his tv off his tv off. He forgot to turn the tv off because he was eating mustard. I dont like mustard, im more of a ketchup girl, What! you dont like mustard!? you ever try to mix the two, Eww eat ranch people. Ranch is the best dressing. Although everyone has different opinions the best is #Chipotle Ranch Supremacy
-W.H.