Friday, October 30, 2009

A Childhood Ghost Story

The ghouls and goblins will be out today and tomorrow, so I thought I’d share a childhood ghost story with all of you. When I was real young, my cousin’s would turn off all the lights, light a few candles and we’d sit in a circle waiting to hear their story. *lowers voice* Now turn the lights out and listen to this story about Johnny, AND whatever you do, don’t turn around.


On a cool fall day, Johnny’s mom asked him to go to the store to pick up some liver for dinner that night. He opened his hand and watched as she put dollars and coins in it then told him to put them in his pocket. Since he wasn’t responsible with money, Johnny’s mother worried whether or not he’d come home with what she asked, but he needed to learn. His eyes lit up like a Jack O’ Lanterns at night. Setting out towards town, Johnny thought about all the things he could buy with the money, candy, toys, ice cream, but knew he couldn’t.

When he came upon a candy store, he found Becky sitting outside staring into the store through the window licking her lips. Johnny had always been fond of Becky, so he took her hand and they entered the store. Without even thinking about it, he let Becky pick out anything she wanted, and so she did. Licorice. Chocolate. Butterfingers, and more. Johnny found a few things of his choosing and with that paid for his and Becky’s sweets then walked out to sit in front of the store. They devoured their candy while talking about school.

An hour passed, and Becky had to get home, so they said their good-byes and Johnny started towards the grocery store. He dug into his pocket to find it empty. All the money was gone. It paid for his and Becky’s delicious treats. He started to head home sweating with the knowledge he’ll be grounded for spending the money on sweets. As he was passing the cemetery, he noticed a grave was not filled in, so he entered the cemetery and approached the site. Down in the hole he saw a shiny casket. Johnny climbed down, opened it up and with his pocket knife, cut into the dead person to get the liver.

It was dark by the time Johnny made it home, but his mother was so happy he got the liver that she couldn’t be mad at him. The family enjoyed the dinner and soon after retired to bed.

At midnight, Johnny woke to a voice and opened his eyes to see if anyone was in his room. It was dark and empty, but again he heard a whisper, “Johnny.” He sat up pulling the covers up to his chest.

The whisper continued, Johnny, I want my liver back.

Tears began to slide down his face, and he found out soon enough that he had become mute.

Johnny, I want my liver back.

He shook his head hoping to release the voice in his head.

Johnny, I’m on the first step.

He found it hard to breathe. Was he imagining these voice?

Johnny, I’m on the second step.

He wet the bed.

Johnny, I’m on the third step.

Johnny covered his ears mouthing the words, “Go away.”

Johnny, I’m on the fourth step.

With ears still covered, mouthing “go away,” he shook his head and closed his eyes.

Johnny, I’m on the fifth step.

A whimper finally escaped his mouth.

Johnny, I’m in the hall.

He stared at is bedroom door while tears poured down his face.

Johnny, I’m by your door.

He threw the covers over his head hugging his body.

Johnny, I’m in your bedroom.

He grabbed the covers tight.

Johnny, I’m by your bed.


Have a Safe and Happy Halloween!!!!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

You have just crossed over into the Twilight Zone!

Twilight Zone

As a child I loved watching the Twilight Zone, which surprises me now as to why I don’t read or write sci-fi, fantasy, or horror. To me, the ideas and story lines were so brilliant and ahead of their time. Today I was talking to my friend about ghosts and ghost story, and this made me think back about my favorite Twilight Zone episodes.

One of the scariest for me was about a woman in a wheelchair. She kept receiving phone calls from a man asking if she was all right and taking care of herself. She’d respond but kept asking who it was, but they would never say only inquire about her well being. Then one day, her nurse brings her to the cemetery to visit her son’s grave and a telephone wire leads into his grave. *chills*

One I thought was scary sad was about a guy who loved to read. He worked at a bank (I think) and during his lunch hour went down into the vault to read. During that time there was a nuclear explosion and everything wiped out. He comes out and everyone is gone, but he wanders around and finds a library with books galore. The man is so excited to be able to read all he wants. Then he trips and falls, his glasses fly off and when he feels around for them he accidentally steps and breaks them. It ends with him crying on the library steps because he cannot see, therefore, read.

What are your favorite Twilight Zone episode(s)?

Friday, October 23, 2009

Waiting is a Heavy Word

“Waiting is a heavy word,”

a veteran I must admit

It challenges your fortitude,

what are you willing to commit?

Autumn day brings tearful woes

from an unwanted departure

Cupid’s aim is not to blame,

rumor says he’s not the best archer.

Over the pond his arrow soared

to find the perfect ones to fit.

When it came to piercing the heart

he found two already split.

While waiting for another chance,

hearts strong from the waiting game,

though heavy is this thing they do

it’s never blown out their flame.