One day there was a girl who lived in the woods all on here own, by herself. Her name was Mary. One day, Mary was walking (alone) in the forest when she heard a rustling sound. Before she knew it a dagger came soaring out of the bushes and hit her neck leaving a disgusting cut and a large pool of blood. No-one was there to hear her scream.
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Some time later, for the first time ever since rumours went round the woods were haunted, a man when hiking in the bush. He came upon a clearing and saw Bloody Marys body (suprisingly) still lying there like she had been killed yesterday. He was a disgused enchanter and he felt sorry for the poor girl. His reponse for his saddness was to put her body in an enchanted mirror. That was excalty what he did. Allthough he thought he had done the right thing, he had not. Mary had been enjoying the afterlife because there she was with the ghosts of her long lost family. When the enchanter put her in the mirror, she was mad. She then spent the rest of her life in the mirror, but only able to haunt at excalty midnight. Then, she was so mad that if anyone said her name (Bloody Mary not just plain Mary) at excalty midnight in front of a mirror, she would come, and they would die. Although, if you say her name NOT in front of the mirror, someone, or something, would die instead.
Brrrr... Glad to get that out.
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