Saturday, April 30, 2011
Another post that I don't know what to call
Hey :) well this is Katrina now. I added Saralouise to the blog because she's so freakin poetic. It's awesome. I mean, when you look at her, first thing you think is, POETIC. No joke. Quite inspiring, actually :). So I'm pretty much just posting to post. I don't got nothing to say about ghosts. Nothing has been happening...hmm. Maybe it left. Nah, it wouldn't leave. Ah well. Well see ya'll later!
Friday, April 29, 2011
Hi. (=
Hey, the is SaraLouise. Katrina and I are close friends, And she, being the saint and generous soul she is, is letting me write on her blog. (= I would do it on my own, but I feel like this is more appropriate, seeing as it will be a horror. ^_,^ I'm excited. Heh.
WELL. I have no idea what I'm actually going to write yet, but it will come together eventually in the end. Ish. I hope. But mostly it's just going to be scary. Which is my overall target. WIN. (=
Hmmm... I think I'll use Gypsy again. I feel like I don' write with her often enough, though I have written with her more than other characters. But Gypsy has became a little something special to me and is more a person now that just a character. She'll be easy to write for, but what I'll have difficulty with the story line. Bleh. But I think... we're dealing with... a banshee. (=
"Gypsy! I'm sick of this!" Dai called across the hall. She started piling all of Gypsy's dish wear on the counter next to the sink. It dripped all of her soups and dressings, and there was even some putrid muck cascading out of a cup. That she didn't want to know about. But after a moment or two where Gypsy didn't respond, Dai said her name again, so sure she was at home. Still, though, nothing.
Dai peeked down the hall to Gypsy's room, where the door was closed. She started down there, a slight frustration underlying her curiosity. But as she went forward, she became more and more uncomfortable. She couldn't decide why--she'd walked down this hall more times than she could count and never felt like this, not even when she walked in on Gypsy... having a little fun, with one of her man-friends. But that wasn't on her mind as she continued down the hall, beginning to be just a little afraid, now.
A sound rolled through the house. It was such a low, loud pitch that she hardly heard it, so much as she felt it. She lost her balance slightly as a throbbing headache struck her, sending her toppling to the floor. Dai's shoulders fell forcefully into the wall, setting her neck is a sharp, uncomfortable position, and she let out a slight wail. This finally drew Gypsy out of her room, and she scrambled for her friend down the hall a ways. She looked a little panicked out of the corner of Dai's tunneling vision, and Dai though she caught a bit of guilt as well, but swore to herself she'd imagined it. Gypsy had never done a thing she was even a little ashamed or guilty about. She was shameless. But there wasn't really time to fully consider because the pain dragged Dai under, and she didn't resurface for a while.
WELL. I have no idea what I'm actually going to write yet, but it will come together eventually in the end. Ish. I hope. But mostly it's just going to be scary. Which is my overall target. WIN. (=
Hmmm... I think I'll use Gypsy again. I feel like I don' write with her often enough, though I have written with her more than other characters. But Gypsy has became a little something special to me and is more a person now that just a character. She'll be easy to write for, but what I'll have difficulty with the story line. Bleh. But I think... we're dealing with... a banshee. (=
"Gypsy! I'm sick of this!" Dai called across the hall. She started piling all of Gypsy's dish wear on the counter next to the sink. It dripped all of her soups and dressings, and there was even some putrid muck cascading out of a cup. That she didn't want to know about. But after a moment or two where Gypsy didn't respond, Dai said her name again, so sure she was at home. Still, though, nothing.
Dai peeked down the hall to Gypsy's room, where the door was closed. She started down there, a slight frustration underlying her curiosity. But as she went forward, she became more and more uncomfortable. She couldn't decide why--she'd walked down this hall more times than she could count and never felt like this, not even when she walked in on Gypsy... having a little fun, with one of her man-friends. But that wasn't on her mind as she continued down the hall, beginning to be just a little afraid, now.
A sound rolled through the house. It was such a low, loud pitch that she hardly heard it, so much as she felt it. She lost her balance slightly as a throbbing headache struck her, sending her toppling to the floor. Dai's shoulders fell forcefully into the wall, setting her neck is a sharp, uncomfortable position, and she let out a slight wail. This finally drew Gypsy out of her room, and she scrambled for her friend down the hall a ways. She looked a little panicked out of the corner of Dai's tunneling vision, and Dai though she caught a bit of guilt as well, but swore to herself she'd imagined it. Gypsy had never done a thing she was even a little ashamed or guilty about. She was shameless. But there wasn't really time to fully consider because the pain dragged Dai under, and she didn't resurface for a while.
Monday, April 18, 2011
A crap load of new encounters
Oh man. Unlike the last two posts, I have paranormal encounters. So, this past week a took a little vacation. TO DOOM. Just kidding I actually just went to the beach. Anyway, while I was staying in my hotel, I noticed something really super weird about the bathroom. I don't know what it was, but I just really didn't like being in there. So, later, I was getting ready for bed and the door was shut and locked. Out of the blue, a corner of the little shower mat thing flipped up, then back down. I didn't have the hair blow dryer on, or even out. I was the only one in the bathroom, and there was no vent anywhere nearby. Explanation? None. It was definately Paranormal. How else could you explain that? I'm sure a skeptic would say, "a draft came from under the crack in the door and blew the corner of the mat up." Tell me how that is possible? You think I'm making this up? Okay, the only thing I have "made up" on this blog is the Halloween post with the pics. And that was a HALLOWEEN JOKE. Like I said. Okay, on to my next creepy encounter.
I was in my room in the depths of my creepy basement, and there was a thing of balloons in the corner. I was just reading and stuff like that, when out of the corner of my eye, one of the balloons shot down then back up, as if somebody had tugged on it. I walked over to it, because the balloons were under the vent, and I thought that might be it. Well the vent wasn't even on. HOW DO YOU FREAKING EXPLAIN THAT?! Tell me, please. HUMOR MEEE!!!!!. Yeah. It was creepy. Well thats all I've found but it really creeped me out. I guess you can't really consider two encounters a crap load, but trust me it was scary. I wrote them in my notebook :). Scary stuff, it is. Just remember, dont do anything stupid that might get you something you don't want. Demons don't just walk into your house, you invite them in. you might think that's fun, to have a haunted house. It's not at all. I don't believe I have demons in my house, considering I stay away from anything that could get me a demon in my house. Innocent lost spirits I think is what I've got. i don't even think having good ghosts is fun. Just think about BAD ONES. Err....that'd be a living nightmare..!!! Okay well I'm gonna go dye my hair purple or something, so have a good day. WHAT'S BEHIND YOU???!!!!!!!!!!
I was in my room in the depths of my creepy basement, and there was a thing of balloons in the corner. I was just reading and stuff like that, when out of the corner of my eye, one of the balloons shot down then back up, as if somebody had tugged on it. I walked over to it, because the balloons were under the vent, and I thought that might be it. Well the vent wasn't even on. HOW DO YOU FREAKING EXPLAIN THAT?! Tell me, please. HUMOR MEEE!!!!!. Yeah. It was creepy. Well thats all I've found but it really creeped me out. I guess you can't really consider two encounters a crap load, but trust me it was scary. I wrote them in my notebook :). Scary stuff, it is. Just remember, dont do anything stupid that might get you something you don't want. Demons don't just walk into your house, you invite them in. you might think that's fun, to have a haunted house. It's not at all. I don't believe I have demons in my house, considering I stay away from anything that could get me a demon in my house. Innocent lost spirits I think is what I've got. i don't even think having good ghosts is fun. Just think about BAD ONES. Err....that'd be a living nightmare..!!! Okay well I'm gonna go dye my hair purple or something, so have a good day. WHAT'S BEHIND YOU???!!!!!!!!!!
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