Haunted Poem
One, two, you're taking a few. Three, four, you're on the floor. Five, six, taking the kicks. Seven, eight, you're too late. Nine, ten...you're dead, my friend. Eleven, twelve, to hell you will come. Thirteen, fourteen, nowhere to run. Fifteen,...
The Old Haunt
Here, three friends explore a "haunted" school that nobody else appears to even perceive (p.s. i had a ton of fun writing the setting! one day i should do a full new weird story...) surely ghosts don't exist?
Haunting Seductions
This valley, my friend, is haunted ground! scoff me if you want, but i know first hand. there are ghosts here! proof you ask? what proof can you have of something that is not there, something that can touch, but not be touched?
Haunted House
I hear he his parents set up a haunted house." remi made the suggestion but didn't expect his brother to buy into it. "why? what makes you think it's any better than last year."
The Haunted House
Streak couldn't believe he'd agreed to this. His silver-furred lupine ears twitched as he stepped into the old, dilapidated and ultimately uninviting house that sat at the edge of the town, the wooden door creaking shut behind him. He'd been dared to...
Haunted house
.^ i approach the supposed haunted house wearily, a relic from the victorian period. the run down exterior not at all welcoming.
The Haunted Pants
The haunted pantsby toran wolfto sam they seemed like any other pair of jeans ... he considered them curiously--deep navy blue with bright yellow stitching, a tarnished copper button, slim fit with a slight curve at the cuffs.
A Haunting To Remember
If he ever escaped that manor, it would be a haunting to remember.
The haunting past
"What? You mean because of the weird stuff that happened?" "Exactly. You were adapting to being a dragon so fast, he did not think that your body might react in that way. He said the truth... The plants he uses for his sauces also have a use as an...
Haunting Revelations
haunting revelations only the creak of the house settling could be heard, but even that echoed through the hallway like a drum in sasha's ears.
haunted by the past
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and he had been awoken by a hand on his shoulder, shaking him urgently. His eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and...
The Haunted Isle
#1 of the haunted isle the haunted isle samantha lee wasn't special, the typical 17 year old girl, she made straight 'a's, though she wasn't liked much by the teachers because she was constantly correcting them.