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"Stories to read on a dark, stormy night.
Stories so scary you'll scream out in fright!
But if you get too scared and just want to stop,
click on the candle to return to the top."

Church Under Fire by Robin Meade
original art by robin meade

Bloody Mary

There Were three boy's. One was 4, one Was 5 and one Was 6. The three boys Were in a cemetary. They stabbed a knife in the ground, then put a glass bottle on top. The three boy's said, "Bloody Mary come out Of the grave." Then they said, "How old are you?" Bloody Mary said, "1000 year's Old." The three boys said, "What's your name?" Bloody Mary said, "I am Bloody Mary. I am going to catch you!" So they all ran, but one boy. He was 4. The knife Was stuck in his trousers. Bloody Mary caught him. The next day, the police came. One was called Paul. The other was called Ben and the other one was called Ian. They searched everywhere, then they found him. He was behind the grave where Bloody Mary caught him. The next day, the two boys came back again. The same thing happened with them. Bloody Mary caught the 5-year-old boy. So the three Police Slept there. Bloody Mary came again and killed Paul. The same happened with Ben. The two boys stuck together. They went home, but Bloody Mary was following.

You never know what will happen next!

Shauna



The Hill

On a tall hill, it was said there lived a witch. Me, Jamie, his brother and David decided to check it out. We scaled the hill one night, when our parents were asleep. On the top of he hill stood a small,old shack. David rapped on the door with his knucles. He knocked again. The door suddenly opened. Two scabbed, scaly hands with long fingers grabbed David and Jamie's brother. I felt a hand yank my sweater, too, but I pulled back. I tore down the hill as fast as I could, Jamie right after me. We told the town people what happened. The men got their rifles and bloodhounds and we went up the hill again. But when we entered the shack, there was nobody there. Only a black cauldron. I looked inside. There stood two white skulls along with more bones at the bottom of the pot. And to confirm the bones were David's and Jamie's brother's bones, on a corner were two pairs of shoes and backpacks.

Frank



Cemetary Danger

I was walking through a cemetery late at night. Suddenly, I heard a loud POP! It sounded like a lid opening. Figures were slowly getting out of coffins, walking towards me. I heard their voices: "To the grave we will take you!" They looked horrible. Some were missing heads, arms or legs. Others had blood gushing over them and several of them bits of skin still clinging to the yellow bones, with skulls looking at me out of their empty sockets. "Get him," cried one with an eyeball sticking out. I ran down the road, out of the gate, up the street and into my house. I slammed the door shut. I sat down on a couch panting. "We've been waiting," rasped an evil voice next to me. "AAAHHHHH!!!!"

Frank



Urban Legend

There was a teenager driving home late one night in the open country from a late-night prom. She looked at her gas gauge and noticed she needed some gas. She pulled over at a nearby gas station. Once she got back in the car from paying, an employee came out shouting that she did did not pay for her gas. She got out to complain that she did until he told her he saved her life, because he saw a man crawl in the backseat of her car, holding a knife.

Alexi



The Fat Little Girl

Once there was a fat little girl. She lived in Texas in an old house beside a cemetary. Then one night, she heard a blood curdling scream. She looked out her window and saw a face staring back. The face was covered in blood and there were scratches on the eyes. The fat girl ran away from her window and hid in the closet, but when she came out the face was in her room staring back at her. When she tried to run out of the closet, she got stuck because she was fat. The face stabbed her.

bob



The Old Man

Once long ago there lived an old man. He had many enemies. One day an enemy of his was found dead. His throat cut with a machete. The old man was accused, but they could never find any proof. Two days later, the old man got ready to sleep. Suddenly a knock came at the door. The old man opened the door. There stood his dead enemy holding a sharp machete. His throat was dripping scarlet blood. His arms, legs and belly crawling with maggots. And his face - a grinning skull. With one stroke he sliced the old man's throat. Then with a cackle of laughter he left the room.

Frank



SCREECH

Dave was a good man. He was a hard worker and had a lovely wife, but he was hiding a deep dark secret. He was in a war and he worked in the labs torturing poor souls.

Arne J Richards was one of those people. He was captured and they did mess with him. They took off everything from shins and on and his arms. They changed them with big knifes. When the bloody procedure was complete, the sound "SCREECH" was always sounding.

Tonight was the anniversary of that day. After partying all night he went to sleep (his wife was on a business trip.) Then he got a call, "I'm at your house" - then, "I'm in your house" - then, "I'm at the stairs" - then he heard a lot of "SCREECH"-ing. He got one last call and it was, "I'm at your door. I'm going to make you pay for all that stuff you made me go through." "What did I d-d-d-do?" Dave whispered in the phone. "Don't lie to me! You know what I mean!" Then Dave put the phone on the receiver and the light cleared out an odd shaped figure. It was Arne. He looked so miserable. He pulled out a hand and pulled out a knife. Then Dave woke up, His wife was next to him and he looked out the window in the woods. Then it seemed to fast forward. The light came up and Arne just came and killed him. How would I know all this? Well, I am Dave and he made me one of them. He tortured me the same way. Muhahahhahaha (not really)!!!!!!!!

Jimmy



All I Did Was...

I can explain. I know who did it, it was his fault. I only had little to do with it. Why me? I, Peter (which isn't my real name, just to cover my evidence), didn't do anything to him. But somebody (look around) blamed me for it. Yet I don't see the big idea. I tried to get away, but I was trapped. The teacher put me in trouble for a whole 15 minutes! Oh, my gosh! 15 minutes! Why would she? I didn't even do anything. But I got away.

Oh shoot, they're banging on my front door (over exaggerating)! Alright, I admit, I, Peter (which is my real name), did it. Holy wokomolly! They're in the house! I admit, I did it! Ahhh!!! Yet I don't see the big deal. All I did was drop my pencil.

Alexi



Three Little Girls

There once were three little girls and there was 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 aliens. All of them thought that the three little girls were evil...... so the little girls were gone for a long time - about 100 years. When those little girls came back, they started to haunt other people. They say that if you wet a mirror and you say Bloody Mary 3 times; you will see Bloody Mary and the little girls.

Lizbeth



The Monster That Lives In The Garbage Can

There was once a monster who lived inside a garbage can. One day a girl was taking out the garbge. As she dumped it inside the can, a voice said, "Who is dumping garbage on my head?" "Me," said the little girl. "Then I am going to eat you!!!" And he ate the little girl up. That's what he does when someone dumps garbage on his head.

Frank



Traps!!

A little mouse,smells cheese.He steps in a trap. SNAP!!Now he's dead. SUPER sABri 2 The rEScUe!!!

Frank



The Old Scary Man

It was a bright and sunny day. I was playing with my friends - Carla, Ophel, Miel and Tenten. We were riding our new bycicles. As it was nearly sunset, we saw a very fat and ugly guy wearing raggedy clothes. He looked as if a tornado had struck him. "Can you please help me?" He asked in a low old voice. We quickly went closer to him, "Who are you and what do you need?" We asked in a frightened voice. "Find me five red blocks and I will leave you at once." So the girls searched for red blocks near and far, wide and narrow, high and low and alas! They found five red blocks for the scary man. When they returned to the park, they called out to the man, "Here are your red blocks!" But no one answered their call. When they went near to the place he was before they had left him, he disappeared into thin air and so did their bikes. They were so shocked because he and the bikes were gone! As soon as they went to their homes, they never again played in that park where the old fat and raggedy man appeared. As the night fell, they saw the shadow of the scary man trying to grab them, but as soon as they looked at the window, there was no sign of the man - only the old scary tree.

Laya



The Red-eyed Ghost

Bert was watching the moon one chilly night. He saw something dart behind a tree. When he went foward to investigate he saw two eyes like flaming coals staring back. There was a blood-curling scream and he saw no more.

Frank



The Beam

Deep in the forest, around 11:00 pm, a woman scientist walked on a bridge. She had created a fantastic invention, the Powerlight 3000: a flashlight/jet pack/energy beam. Curious to see if her invention worked, she decided to try and catch a really rare and famous owl--the lizard owl. It got this name because it changes to different colors, the way a lizard can. Also, unlike any other bird, the owl is related to lizards.

These owls are hard to see, since they hide on the tops of trees at night. Amazingly, the owls can make their feathers change to any color, such as the color of the trees and the night sky above.

Using her Powerlight 3000, she launched herself up to the tops of the trees and fired the beam to scare the owl, which made it change to its normal colors. This helped her catch the lizard owl.

After accomplishing this feat, she went back to the village to show her prize.

Evan



The Spooky Mouse

There once lived a spooky mouse. He liked to eat cheese. Only tooooo bad for him cause a rat came and ate him up. And a little girl found the bones.

Frank

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about the artist: robin meade

original art by robin meade
until recently i have not been much of a visual artist but rather a musician. i have learned a lot of things along the way as being an artist, (there is still a lot more to learn) i hope that every one is enjoying what they see! and many thanks to all of the people that have commented and helped me to improve my artworks. you can see more of my artwork at robin meade on imagekind and spiderfingers


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