Friday, September 16, 2011

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Well Well, how about that. I'm still posting :D . you guys seem to be disappearing and I dunno why. well, maybe you guys have your reasons. anyway, I'm having a contest. If you have a blog, or maybe are making one, you might win. all you have to do is list 3 new games/songs you want to see, and if it gets posted, whosoever wins gets their blog posted on my archive wall. I know it's not much of a win, but hey. Also, if you need help finding anything, leave a message. once a week, I will be working on a story I'm developing and wanna get published. it's called shadowsong, and I honestly hope you enjoy it. the story is about a haunted house with two little girls. one dead, one not. they become allies to kill the evil that haunts shadowsong manor. I can't give you anymore details, however, for that will give the book away, and that, my little circus people, won't do at all. well, friends, I'm going to post the first part tonight, for I will be gone for a couple days.*ahem*







We had just moved into our new house. Everything in that house screamed huanted, but every time I told my parents, they just laughed. But I knew that it was. There would be little sounds in the night, or maybe a door slamming when it shouldn't. That was all the evidence I needed. One night, though, changed everything. One night, in 365 days, changed my entire life and will huant me for the rest of it. And I'm about to tell you every chilling detail

When we first moved in to Shadowcreek Lodge, I tried to be optimistic. I thought about how pretty the pond next to it was, and how the wild flowers smelled so nice. However, those thoughts only lasted for so long. As I imagined what the house looked like when it was brand new, instead of the paint chipping, or the shingles falling off, I heard something. A moan maybe? I listened closer, and soon enough, there it was again. A sad, almost mourning, moan. That's odd, I thought, There's nobody else around for a few miles. Maybe they got lost. I followed the sound, keeping a close eye out for anything suspicious. I entered a sunny grotto in the middle of some trees. And there, in the middle of the patch of grass, was a young lady. "Are you lost?" I asked politely. "N-No, I'm not." The girl stammered. "I've been crying because y-you took my house." The girl wailed even louder. "There, now, where are your parents? They're probably worried sick." I said in a soothing voice. Right after I said that, The girl sat rigid as a board. I looked at her closely, and realized something was....off. The way her hair shook in thebreeze, or maybe it was the way she seemed to faze out. Either way, it was chilling. "my parents are dead, thanks." She said in a cold voice. "oh, I'm so sorry." I said hurriedly. "No no, because I'm dead too, It's okay." She said offhandedly. I felt a cold wave sweep over me. "what?" I said nervously. She nodded. "Oh, and also, my name is Myla." She said when I didn't reply. "I'm only here to tell you something." Myla said. "You're in for a world of hurt if you stay in that house. I lived there, and look at me. pretty much dead to the world." she said bitterly. I nodded. I figured it would be best to take as much advice as I could get. "now, go back to your family or they'll get suspicious" She added, and then fazed out.



the end (for now)