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Hey guys!!!! I'm glad to say I have proof and I have a new recruit to my tanks... The one and only... Scary Mary!!! She and I will be combining our scary stories to make one WICKED blog!!! If you know me and you had something to do with the creation of this blog, leave me a comment, a nickname and proof, to be on my (new) list of staff. (The ghoust gang)



Keep on being Scared!!!

The Master of Scares



P.S The stories from Scary Mary will not be signed of, 'The Master of Scares' but instead: 'Scary Mary'

Notice

Since a horrible friend of mine (Those that know me may know her as TIM-TAM!!!!!)

says that SHE has a scary storie blog I cant put on any posts until she proves to me shes got a blog. While your waiting look at all these pics:

Sorry: These pictures are unable to be posted online because of Internet problems.

Hope you think their cool!!!! So... this may be my last post or it may be my most secsesful-either way.....

Bye Bye....

Just a note...

Hey guys looks to your right and you will see a poll you can answer and if you scroll right down you can see an awesome pic!!! Enjoy!!!

The cursed lemon tree

This storie isn't scary at all, unless you are a real sissy, but, I have spiced it up a little to make it a bit more scary.

Here goes!!!

One day a boy was running errands for his father when he saw a shop that selled seeds. He bought the lemon tree seeds his father asked for and left the shop with the seeds and a warning, "Do not plant these, or your life would be in danger!" As in 'The Knife room' this boy was stubborn and didn't listen to warnings. He went ahead and planted the seeds just like the man told him not to. Earlier that day his father had brought him a wolf skin suit. Also, that night was a full moon. That night, at exactly midnight, the boy heard a tapping noise coming from his wardrobe. He automatically got up and opened his wardrobe. But instead of seeing his wolf skin, he saw a real live wolf!!! "Bring me a lemon from the lemon tree" The wolf wispered in a rough, low voice. "To free me" Again, the boy automatically got him a lemon. The wolf gobbled it down although it was incredibly sour. The wolf growled in a pleased voice and went downstairs. A scream was the last thing the boy heard.

Told ya it wasn't scary!!! Oh and leave me a comment if you think I need to put in a few pics!

Previous lives

This is not really a scary story but it will tell you everything about lives before (or after) the life your living right now.



Ok, Here goes:

How it started: Well, it all starts with the wishing stone, a rare stone found only by the ones who believe (Ok I'm gonna stop speaking all prissy and sissy now) The wishing stone is a pale blue with white and green splotches all over it. It represents the earth. When a girl named Genavuiar (Jen-E-Vere) collect the wishing stone from a stream. A pale blue light glowed all around her and then she created the previous (and Next) lives you have.

How you know you had a previous life: You know you have a previous life because you will have a feeling that you have lived before. If there is something you don't remember in this life, in your next life you can treasure that happening to you again. But don't count on being a human, You could be anything!!!


How many lives will I have: It depends on how much pulse (life, evilness, goodness, the balance of the whole...) you have to how many lives you will have. For example, Me and a few of my close friends (I will have to ask them if I can put their names in this blog) have lots and lots and lots of lives. Other people, just have nine. After you use up all your lives you spend the rest of your life (Maybe I should have used a different figure of speech there) as a ghost and living in heaven (or hell.) If you have lots and lots of lives every ninth life you will spend a little bit in heaven (or hell.)

I can't really think of any other thing to write about. If you do please leave a comment and if I think it is good I will put it on and answer it.

Victims of Bloody Marys curse

Ok, I think I will go from the ones that happened a long time ago to the quite previous ones.


August 3rd 1864
A girl was having a small overnight party with her friends. They had heard of the curse and dared the girl to try. She said she would only if they came too. So, they did. They went up to the mirror and stood holding hands in front of it (there were three girls) When the clock struck 12 the girl in the middle. (Whose sleepover it was) said the name three times. Two eyes appeared in the mirror. They were black at first then they suddenly glowed red. The girls on either side were not paying attention to the girl in the middle, because their eyes were transfixed on the mirror. When the eyes faded from the mirror, the girls looked around. The girl in the middle was nowhere to be seen.

There are several ways that you can die by saying her name in front of the mirror, and the way the girl died in the one above was she disappeared. In the next story, there is a much different way.

September 9th 1845
One day there lived a small girl who had a cat named Mary. One night, just before midnight, the girl heard clanking noises coming from her bathroom. She woke up and thought her cat was the source of the clanking. When she stepped into the bathroom, the grandfather clock in the hallway donged 12 times. Midnight. Also, when she stepped into the bathroom she muttered: "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary" This was because she thought her cat woke her up. When she said this she was looking around the bathroom and when she said the last "Mary" her eyes were on the mirror. Again, there was black eyes that glowed red, but this time, the girl didn't disappear. The mirror started to swirl like stirred black water. The vortex loomed larger and larger until it was nearly as big as the wall. Before she knew it, the girl was sucked up.

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The cat, Mary, was the only witness to this. But before an invention was invented to translate animal language to humans, Mary was dead. Mary died because the girls father said 'Bloody Mary' three times at midnight. Not in front of a mirror.

How do I know this? In one of my previous lifes, I was that cat.

The knife room

This story ain't sooooo scary, but its true.

In 1983 there lived a girl who lived in a mansion with at least 200 rooms. The girl had explored 199 of these rooms but there was one at the very end of a corridor her parents had told her not to enter. This girl was very curious, so she did. When she entered this room after a while she saw a faded transparent figure of her great-great-great grandmother. "Turn back small child" She said "Or you may never see your refection again" (ghosts don't have a refection so see means the girl would die) This girl was a stubborn child so she turned up her nose at the ghost of her great-great-grandmother and stalked out a door she had spotted earlier. That room was pretty much empty so she shrugged and was just about to leave when the door disappeared!!! Now, she was scarred. All of a sudden, the walls, roof, and floor, started to close in on her. But, it gets worse. Out of the walls, ceiling and floor, spikes appeared. These spikes where obviously enchanted because there was nothing left of the child when the spikes closed back in. All that was left, was her locket.

The Bloody Mary story continued...

Ok, its day time now, I think I will do the story...

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.

* * *

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.

The Bloody Mary story...

This story is quite spooky so I think I will finish writing it down in the daytime... Brrrr.

The Master of Scares makes HER entry...

Thats right!!! Gasp all you want! Rub your eyes as much as you can! You saw right! yip! The Master of Scares... Is a, GIRL!!!





Now for my Damned entry...





Danin, Danin, danin danin DANIN DANIN, da... da.


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Thank you, Thank you Im here all week! Wait, am I? Oh yes I am.


Hey!!! Im the master of scares and I am here to scare your socks off! Some of you may know me as the crazy loony girl from class, but others might think me as a misterous weirdo with a awesome blog. Hey, before you have a look at the next awesome scary story, check out this awesome ghost pic:



Sorry its a little blurry... turns out ghosts only come out at night! (sarcastic gasp)


Keep on the ghost hunting!!!
The Master of Scares