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Little Kitty Cosplay Crew
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:08 pm
Sorry I haven't been active! I'll try to be here more than I have been (but I'm procrastinating from homework, so I'll have to go after this post.)
What are summers for, you ask? Well, camping! And what's camping without a good campfire! whee
With campfires come Smores (invented by Girl Scouts in 1929) and, of course, GHOST STORIES!!!!!! 4laugh
Post your ghost stories here and have fun scaring everyone around! twisted
Let the Ghost Stories begin! dramallama
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 4:48 am
Sounds like fun. biggrin
This story is freakier around the fire, becuase you have to do some things physically that adds to the scare. I'm going to list the actions for if you want to retell the story to friends.
Once upon a time there was an old man and woman who got into a car accident, and the woman lost her arm. The old man felt sorry for her and bought her a golden arm.
Well, time went by and they became poorer and poorer. The old man wanted money, and secretly plotted to murder his wife. The night the man planned to kill his wife, the woman mysteriously died.
The man took her golden arm and hid it uner his pillow to wait for the funeral to end and sell it. That night, the man heard something strange. Out in the yard, he heard "Where is my golden arm?" in a ghostly voice. He ran to his window and looked. Nothing there. "Musta been the wind," he dismissed it and went back to sleep.
Then he heard knocking on his front door. (you knock on a solid surface while saying it.) "Where is my golden arm?" He looked out his window again, but nothing was there. He went back to sleep.
Someone was walking up the stairs saying in a ghostly voice "Where is my golden arm?" (you stomp as you say it, like your going up stairs). The man opened his bedroom door, but nothing was there. "Aw, my ears are playing tricks on me in my old age."
Before he fell asleep, he hear a knocking on his bedroom door. "Where is my golden arm...?" The old man threw open the door, but nothing was there.
Well, the old man was scared out of his wits and swore he wouldn't fall asleep. He fell asleep anyway.
Then he hear whispering right next to him, (whisper as quietly as possible so everyone leans in to hear) "Where is my golden arm?" He opened his eyes and his wife yelled "YOU GOT IT!!!!" (you grab one of your poor, innocent victims and watch everyone, or at least your victim, scream)
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