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- Leave comment on this blog With Ourworld Character name
- Write a short factional halloween story
as you remember to leave your name.
The Winner with the best story will receive 100 gems.❤ HisBeautifulG ❤
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Halloween Challenge - Win 100 Gems
Do you think you have what it takes to tell a creative short story with well thought out plot. If so leave a comment under this posting with your OW character name and level.
as you remember to leave your name.
The Winner with the best story will receive 100 gems.❤ HisBeautifulG ❤
as you remember to leave your name.
The Winner with the best story will receive 100 gems.❤ HisBeautifulG ❤
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Im going to enter!
ReplyDeletehere is my scary story:
ReplyDeleteOnce in a world with violence there lived a girl. It was halloween that was her favorite day of the year. But, one day she decided to trick or treat by herself and that was a bad idea.
On the way to her house a MAN decided to follow her cuz she was beautiful he wanted her all to her self. When the girl went back home she had a strange feeling.Everywere she went she felt like if someone was there with her. The girl was looking through her candy bag. she saw this strange wrapper but when she picked it up it wasnt a wrapper at all it was a NOTE!!!!! it said: dont worrie i wont hurt you i just want to ...... she stoped there because right behind her there the man was and BANG!!! no one ever saw the girl ever since the crime scene. All that was left of her was her body (the head was gone).
THE END
FROM:SKYLER17
hope u liked it!!!
im going to enter, my username is karalyn 58, i am lvl 83. i will send u an email in a min my email is karalynkinz@yahoo.com
ReplyDeletesorry if this wasnt the the place to put the story
ReplyDeletefrom: skyler17
hmm..
ReplyDeletei cant make a story..
we didnt celebrate it..
:/
my story:
ReplyDeleteOnce upon a time there lived five best friends
(crash,hisbeautifulG,amber,skyler and liaptx).
It was a foggy halloween night when the five Best friends decided to go trick-or-treating. Crash didnt think it wasn't a great idea,Skyler said "come on it will be fun and if you get scared you can hold my hand". Crash was so pleased with the help. She still wasnt so sure about it but she went anyway. They went to the Pier and saw doug bot with a basket full of candy. Crash said "is it me, or does it feel like someone is watching us" Amber said "you are just paranoid it is gonna be ok" but crash wasn't so sure it was gonna be ok.They headed back home and crash always felt like someone was watching them,Amber,Sky,G and Liaptx agreed this time. They got so scared and in the minute they look out the window they saw him standing right there with a bloody jacket.They screamed so loud and they ran to the room where they thought it was safe,but it wasn't. The man was right there and cought crash and sliced the arm right off,and so then she fainted. Then amber,sky,G and liaptx jumped him and tried to kill the assassin,and so they THOUGHT he was dead.......
The assassin *twiched on the ground*
to be continued maybe...
from:♥Crash1231 lvl 45♥
im sorry im putting my story again i messed up lots of times and i hope u can forgive me
ReplyDeletehere is my scary story:
ReplyDeleteOnce in a world with violence there lived a girl. It was halloween that was her favorite day of the year. But, one day she decided to trick or treat by herself and that was a bad idea.
On the way to her house a MAN decided to follow her cuz she was beautiful he wanted her all to himself. When the girl went back home she had a strange feeling.Everywere she went she felt like if someone was there with her. The girl was looking through her candy bag. she saw this strange wrapper but when she picked it up it wasnt a wrapper at all it was a NOTE!!!!! it said: dont worry i wont hurt you i just want to ...... she stoped there because right behind her there the man was and BANG!!! no one ever saw the girl ever since the crime scene. All that was left of her was her body (the head was gone).
THE END
FROM:♥SKYLER17 lvl 40♥
hope u liked it!!!
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ReplyDeleteif u want me to show u this just message me on ourworld
Name: skyler17
One day in a small village there was going to be a music contest.There was this little boy that always wanted to be in one,but he didnt have an instrument.One day he was walking when he saw a little old woman,she said to him "Go to the cemetery,and you will see four houses,Visit the small one"
ReplyDeleteSo the next day the boy went and checked 3 of the houses,they we're deserted.Then he walked to the last one and found the same old woman in there."I can make you the best instrument that makes a beautiful sound" The old lady said.
"Yes please!" Replied the young boy.
"But you have to do one thing,you have to promise to bring it back before midnight or something bad is gonna happen"
"Ok i will!" the boy said.So the lady made him an istrument and he was able to compete in the music contest.He made wonderful sounds with his instrument and won the contest,But it was past midnight.The boy ran to the small house and the lady wasnt there.He wondered what the lady meant by "something bad."
The next day,everyone was looking for the little boy.They checked everywhere but the cemetery so they went to check there.
They checked the first three houses and no one was there,they walked to the small house and knocked,No one answered.The people broke down the door to find the little boy on the chair with his instrument in his hands but,the lady was right about "something bad was gonna happen" because the boy was sitting there....WITH NO HEAD.
The End.
Made by: xXxCxii JakeyxXx---Lvl 30
Once upon a time lived 2 girls they love Halloween..when Halloween came they to trick or treat, they got lots of candies until they came to a big dark haunted house. They knocked and knocked suddenly the door opened slowely as they walked one step the floor fell cause it was broken, then there the room was dirty full of rust and spider webs until they heard a voice from behind them saying ' Your last breathe ' they looked back they saw no one they found a note on the floor ' Darling do not worry just look ' they looked up a sword fell on their heads since this day no one ever went trick or treat anymore and since this crime no one found their body or even any details.
ReplyDeleteDone by : XxAveyondxX
I wish you like it thanks you :)
NAME: Syloto
ReplyDeletePART I
It was a cloudy, frigid night on October 31. The sky was ominous and the heavens threatened to release a vengeance of rain upon the world. A child, no more than 5 years old, sat playing with a ragged doll on the hard sidewalk. Her eyes were glazed over and she tended to blend into the night, sliding in and out of focus. The last of the teenagers on a hunt for sugar and fear strolled by laughing. The child gazed after them with her blank eyes and clutch the doll to her chest. Then she slipped away, almost disappearing, into the inky night. A young boy, around 12 years old, snuck out of hiding and examined the spot she had been sitting. It was stone cold, with no trace of being previously occupied. He gazed off into the trees wondering where she could have gone. The boy had been watching her for the past half hour, hopping up and down to stay warm, wondering where her parents were. When he had seen her there, deathly quiet, he had immediately slinked behind a tree and observed her actions...It was unnatural for a child to be so still.
NAME: Syloto
ReplyDelete(sorry for the separate parts, not enough room)
PART II
For some unexplainable reason, he couldn't bring himself to ask her if she was okay, and now she had gone. Slowly, the boy made his way to the place where she had vanished. He glanced around and continued walking in that direction. Finally, he came upon the girl playing with her dirty and disheveled ragdoll on a rock in front of a large blue house. He shivered. Something about her just gave him the creeps. Hesitantly and catiously, he walked over to where she was and waited for her to acknowledge his presence. She turned and gazed at him with clear yet expressionless eyes.
"Hey!..um..I was wondering if you were lost?..Where's your Mommy and Daddy?", he asked haltingly.
Slowly she cocked her head and gave one nod.
"Well, what's your name? Maybe I could help you? I'm Jack.", the boy continued.
A whisper of a voice floated out from the girl's tiny mouth.
"Daliah.", she pronounced carefully. She then pointed to her doll.
"Andrea."
Jack shivered.
"Ok! So do you know what your house looks like?"
Another slow nod.
"Do you wanna tell me so I can help you find it? It's cold and late so your parents are probably looking for you."
She raised her eyes to his face.
"No", she said faintly.
"Sure they are", said Jack, "I know my way around, I bet I could find your house for you."
Daliah stared at him for a long moment. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a creased photo. Jack took it and found himself looking at a wooden house with a dead front yard that read '345 Forrester Lane'.
"This is..where you live?", he asked, unsure of what he was looking at.
She confirmed it with another long nod.
Suddenly Jack remembered where he had seen the house.
"Oh! I know! It's on the other side of town! There was some rumors going around about it one time, but I'm sure they were just gossip. Well, let's go!"
Daliah picked up Andrea and followed Jack silently and solemnly as he made his way across the town; she seemed almost to glide. It was nearly midnight and the sky had started to rumble.
"We'd better hurry", Jack said worriedly.
He picked up the pace and soon they arrived in front of the house.
"It looks like it'll be pretty warm in there", said Jack, rubbing his arms.
"You want me to walk you to the front?", he asked akwardly.
She shook her head no and gazed at the house.
"Well ok..I guess I'll go now..", said Jack as he backed away. He headed home thinking about how he'd never met such a cold, deathly child. He was sufficiently freaked out and was glad her house had not been far. Jack glanced back and noticed she was gone. I guess she got in ok, he thought. At home he immediately had a large cup of hot chocolate, and when his mother ask where he had been, he said "Oh I guess I lost track of the time" with a young grin. She smiled and accepted that and he was left to himself, brooding over what had occurred. What kind of parent would leave a child so young outside on her own, 4 blocks away? On a freezing night, nonetheless. Jack sighed and quickly forgot about it as he drifted off to sleep.
NAME: Syloto
ReplyDelete(sorry for the separate parts, not enough room)
PART II
For some unexplainable reason, he couldn't bring himself to ask her if she was okay, and now she had gone. Slowly, the boy made his way to the place where she had vanished. He glanced around and continued walking in that direction. Finally, he came upon the girl playing with her dirty and disheveled ragdoll on a rock in front of a large blue house. He shivered. Something about her just gave him the creeps. Hesitantly and catiously, he walked over to where she was and waited for her to acknowledge his presence. She turned and gazed at him with clear yet expressionless eyes.
"Hey!..um..I was wondering if you were lost?..Where's your Mommy and Daddy?", he asked haltingly.
Slowly she cocked her head and gave one nod.
"Well, what's your name? Maybe I could help you? I'm Jack.", the boy continued.
A whisper of a voice floated out from the girl's tiny mouth.
"Daliah.", she pronounced carefully. She then pointed to her doll.
"Andrea."
Jack shivered.
"Ok! So do you know what your house looks like?"
Another slow nod.
"Do you wanna tell me so I can help you find it? It's cold and late so your parents are probably looking for you."
She raised her eyes to his face.
"No", she said faintly.
"Sure they are", said Jack, "I know my way around, I bet I could find your house for you."
Daliah stared at him for a long moment. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a creased photo. Jack took it and found himself looking at a wooden house with a dead front yard that read '345 Forrester Lane'.
"This is..where you live?", he asked, unsure of what he was looking at.
She confirmed it with another long nod.
Suddenly Jack remembered where he had seen the house.
"Oh! I know! It's on the other side of town! There was some rumors going around about it one time, but I'm sure they were just gossip. Well, let's go!"
Daliah picked up Andrea and followed Jack silently and solemnly as he made his way across the town; she seemed almost to glide. It was nearly midnight and the sky had started to rumble.
"We'd better hurry", Jack said worriedly.
He picked up the pace and soon they arrived in front of the house.
"It looks like it'll be pretty warm in there", said Jack, rubbing his arms.
"You want me to walk you to the front?", he asked akwardly.
She shook her head no and gazed at the house.
"Well ok..I guess I'll go now..", said Jack as he backed away. He headed home thinking about how he'd never met such a cold, deathly child. He was sufficiently freaked out and was glad her house had not been far. Jack glanced back and noticed she was gone. I guess she got in ok, he thought. At home he immediately had a large cup of hot chocolate, and when his mother ask where he had been, he said "Oh I guess I lost track of the time" with a young grin. She smiled and accepted that and he was left to himself, brooding over what had occurred. What kind of parent would leave a child so young outside on her own, 4 blocks away? On a freezing night, nonetheless. Jack sighed and quickly forgot about it as he drifted off to sleep.
NAME: Syloto
ReplyDeletePART III
The next day, he was woken by the shocked chatter of conversation downstairs. He sleepily made his way to breakfast, helped himself to some toast and said, "What's up?"
His mother replied, "Oh it's horrible. In all the newspapers - Look, read it yourself. I suppose they got what they deserved...A 5 year old!"
A chill went down Jack's spine and he lost his appetite. He grabbed the papers and read the story with a sinking feeling.
'Last night, at about 10 minutes after midnight, screams and shouting were heard coming from the house at the address of 345 Forrester Lane. When police went to investigate, they found the charred remains of 42 year old Mr. Arty Black and his 20 year old son, Harold. They looked to have been slashed and their eyes had been removed with sharp blades and surgical precision posthumous. No comment from the police about who they suspect.
It's a funny and strange coincidence that this house would be targeted like this on a Halloween night. Around a year ago, weird rumors were going around about that the 5 year old named Daliah Black might be being abused. Police believed it to be false gossip, as rumors usually are. The man who had started the rumor, a religious man that had come knocking on doors to spread his beliefs, had gone missing. No one could confirm anything. A couple weeks after they had started, A 7 year old who will remain anonymous came across 3 charred pieces of a doll that had been ripped apart. She reported this because it was rumored Daliah had a doll she carried everywhere. Police were unsure what the original doll might have looked like so they decided it wasn't relevant and put it aside. on October 31 the body of a young female child was found by a family going for a picnic in the forest. She had been burned badly and her eyes had been cut out of her head. There were many scars and bruises on her as if she had been attacked many times before. Medical teams and police were unable to identify who she was. Whoever she was, she had been treated horrible - cut and beaten daily, eyes removed at about 2, and even raped. Who would do this to a little girl? There no sure answer.
Many people who remember this story believes it bears a remarkable resemblance to what happened last night and that maybe, possibly, it was an act of revenge. From whom? We might never know. But, if the Blacks were indeed related to the poor, abused - worse than abused - child, then all we can say is good riddance. If not, R.I.P."
10/31
NAME: Syloto
ReplyDeletePART 4
Jack's heart pounded wildy. The photo underneath the article was the same as the one Daliah had showed him and the picture of the almost unrecognizable doll resembled Andrea. He gasped and looked about frantically. His mother stared at him.
She frowned. "Jack, I told you not to eat more than 5 pieces of candy! Your blood sugar must be running high. Go work it off in school, I don't want you bouncing off the walls at home!"
So Jack went off to school, wondering the whole day and finding it hard to focus. As he was trudging home from school along Forrester Lane, he thought of the girl and the article he had read. Suddenly, there she was! Standing right in front of him with those eyes so black yet so crystal clear. He stammered, "Are..are you? D-did you? Were'd y-you even?.."
She gave a little smile and pronounced the word carefully - "Thank you.", she said.
He just gaped at her.
Then he eyes darkened.
"But how do I know your not gonna tell on me?", she whispered in a deathly voice.
Jack shouted, "No!! Don't kill me!! I mean, I won't say a word! Never! Really, I swear! No one would believe me anyway!"
She advanced a step holding up an impossible shiny and sharp looking blade.
"But...I need to make sure. Because people like to tell stories...and I don't like stories. Because real life isn't always happy.",she said, voice full of impending doom.
Jack started crying and begged, "Please!! Please I promise!! Please, I'm only 12!! This story can be happy!! Really! No more kids have to die, you've gotten your revenge, and everything's justified! Why do I have to die, too?" he sobbed.
She lowered the knife and looked at him, kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face, not a soul in sight.
"I don't WANT too. But I have too! Why do all the nice people die?" she said in her whisper of a voice, her eyes brimming with sadness.
Jack quieted and said, "I understand what you've gone through. And I'm sorry...But the innocent people don't have to die! We would've helped you if we had known. I'm so sorry we didn't but...you've fixed it! You can rest in peace now, it's over."
Daliah looked at the ground and sniffled.
"No you don't understand. No one could. But your no meanie and you shouldn't die. I'm only 5..or maybe 6 now. I don't want to kill anyone else. I did what I needed to do."
Her face lit up and she smiled a bright smile at Jack as she started to fade away.
"You're a good friend!" she laughed happily. A bright white light swallowed her up and Jack was left lying breathless on the ground. He slowly made his way home and marveled at what had happened. When he was crossing the street, he was so focused he didn't notice the small crowd. He abruptly realized that all traffic had stopped and he went to check it out. He thought, Hey...what are mom and dad doing here? And why's mom crying? Must have been a close friend... He peered over their shoulders and saw a bloodied mess of a person (dead) lying in front of a stopped truck from which the driver had fled. He squinted, trying the see the face, when a gap in the crowd showed him clearly...it was himself.
THE END [or is it]
by,
Syloto - copyrighted
PS = This is Syloto - sorry my PART II posted twice! Error on my computer, sorry.
ReplyDeletethe one about the lil village and other one about the 2 girl copied my sis Skyler17 not kool kids not kool come up with your own ideas and dont steal other ppls
ReplyDeleteA Letter for HisBeautifulG
From Crash1231
CONTRACT FOR YOUR SOUL
ReplyDeletehello there you stupid person with your little mind reading this contract. when you are done reading this contrat i will have your soul. but you dont have to read all of it. you just have to read a decent amout of this and then the reaper will take your soul in 24 hours.
are you still reading you yellow bellyed mini but face. you stupid little chichen. when you done reading you will have 24 hours to say your good byes and then you will be sent to your own personal hell. imagein your own person hell. lets say yor worst fear is spiders. you would be sent to adark place full of spiders crawling all over you.
hey you brave brat . you stupid melon head. i like people like you. you dont belive this. i depent on peole like you to fill up my place of fire.
to be continued...
damion1154 lv.31