""Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened." Matthew 7:7,8."
Friday, January 15, 2010
Bloody Mary
She lived deep in the forest in a tiny cottage and sold herbal remedies for a living. Folks living in the town nearby called her Bloody Mary, and said she was a witch. None dared cross the old crone for fear that their cows would go dry, their food-stores rot away before winter, their children take sick of fever, or any number of terrible things that an angry witch could do to her neighbors.
Then the little girls in the village began to disappear, one by one. No one could find out where they had gone. Grief-stricken families searched the woods, the local buildings, and all the houses and barns, but there was no sign of the missing girls. A few brave souls even went to Bloody Mary's home in the woods to see if the witch had taken the girls, but she denied any knowledge of the disappearances. Still, it was noted that her haggard appearance had changed. She looked younger, more attractive. The neighbors were suspicious, but they could find no proof that the witch had taken their young ones.
Then came the night when the daughter of the miller rose from her bed and walked outside, following an enchanted sound no one else could hear. The miller's wife had a toothache and was sitting up in the kitchen treating the tooth with an herbal remedy when her daughter left the house. She screamed for her husband and followed the girl out of the door. The miller came running in his nightshirt. Together, they tried to restrain the girl, but she kept breaking away from them and heading out of town.
The desperate cries of the miller and his wife woke the neighbors. They came to assist the frantic couple. Suddenly, a sharp-eyed farmer gave a shout and pointed towards a strange light at the edge of the woods. A few townsmen followed him out into the field and saw Bloody Mary standing beside a large oak tree, holding a magic wand that was pointed towards the miller's house. She was glowing with an unearthly light as she set her evil spell upon the miller's daughter.
The townsmen grabbed their guns and their pitchforks and ran toward the witch. When she heard the commotion, Bloody Mary broke off her spell and fled back into the woods. The far-sighted farmer had loaded his gun with silver bullets in case the witch ever came after his daughter. Now he took aim and shot at her. The bullet hit Bloody Mary in the hip and she fell to the ground. The angry townsmen leapt upon her and carried her back into the field, where they built a huge bonfire and burned her at the stake.
As she burned, Bloody Mary screamed a curse at the villagers. If anyone mentioned her name aloud before a mirror, she would send her spirit to revenge herself upon them for her terrible death. When she was dead, the villagers went to the house in the wood and found the unmarked graves of the little girls the evil witch had murdered. She had used their blood to make her young again.
From that day to this, anyone foolish enough to chant Bloody Mary's name three times before a darkened mirror will summon the vengeful spirit of the witch. It is said that she will tear their bodies to pieces and rip their souls from their mutilated bodies. The souls of these unfortunate ones will burn in torment as Bloody Mary once was burned, and they will be trapped forever in the mirror.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Scary stories
Dancing with the devil
The girl hurried through her schoolwork as fast as she could. It was the night of the high school dance, along about 70 years ago in the town of Kingsville, Texas. The girl was so excited about the dance. She had bought a brand new, sparkly red dress for the dance. She knew she looked smashing in it. It was going to be the best evening of her life.
Then her mother came in the house, looking pale and determined.
"You are not going to that dance," her mother said.
"But why?" the girl asked her mother.
"I've just been talking to the preacher. He says the dance is going to be for the devil. You are absolutely forbidden to go," her mother said.
The girl nodded as if she accepted her mother's words. But she was determined to go to the dance. As soon as her mother was busy, she put on her brand new red dress and ran down to the K.C. Hall where the dance was being held.
As soon as she walked into the room, all the guys turned to look at her. She was startled by all the attention. Normally, no one noticed her. Her mother sometimes accused her of being too awkward to get a boyfriend. But she was not awkward that night. The boys in her class were fighting with each other to dance with her.
Later, she broke away from the crowd and went to the table to get some punch to drink. She heard a sudden hush. The music stopped. When she turned, she saw a handsome man with jet black hair and clothes standing next to her.
"Dance with me," he said.
She managed to stammer a "yes", completely stunned by this gorgeous man. He led her out on the dance floor. The music sprang up at once. She found herself dancing better than she had ever danced before. They were the center of attention.
Then the man spun her around and around. She gasped for breath, trying to step out of the spin. But he spun her faster and faster. Her feet felt hot. The floor seemed to melt under her. He spun her even faster. She was spinning so fast that a cloud of dust flew up around them both so that they were hidden from the crowd.
When the dust settled, the girl was gone. The man in black bowed once to the crowd and disappeared. The devil had come to his party and he had spun the girl all the way to hell.
The girl hurried through her schoolwork as fast as she could. It was the night of the high school dance, along about 70 years ago in the town of Kingsville, Texas. The girl was so excited about the dance. She had bought a brand new, sparkly red dress for the dance. She knew she looked smashing in it. It was going to be the best evening of her life.
Then her mother came in the house, looking pale and determined.
"You are not going to that dance," her mother said.
"But why?" the girl asked her mother.
"I've just been talking to the preacher. He says the dance is going to be for the devil. You are absolutely forbidden to go," her mother said.
The girl nodded as if she accepted her mother's words. But she was determined to go to the dance. As soon as her mother was busy, she put on her brand new red dress and ran down to the K.C. Hall where the dance was being held.
As soon as she walked into the room, all the guys turned to look at her. She was startled by all the attention. Normally, no one noticed her. Her mother sometimes accused her of being too awkward to get a boyfriend. But she was not awkward that night. The boys in her class were fighting with each other to dance with her.
Later, she broke away from the crowd and went to the table to get some punch to drink. She heard a sudden hush. The music stopped. When she turned, she saw a handsome man with jet black hair and clothes standing next to her.
"Dance with me," he said.
She managed to stammer a "yes", completely stunned by this gorgeous man. He led her out on the dance floor. The music sprang up at once. She found herself dancing better than she had ever danced before. They were the center of attention.
Then the man spun her around and around. She gasped for breath, trying to step out of the spin. But he spun her faster and faster. Her feet felt hot. The floor seemed to melt under her. He spun her even faster. She was spinning so fast that a cloud of dust flew up around them both so that they were hidden from the crowd.
When the dust settled, the girl was gone. The man in black bowed once to the crowd and disappeared. The devil had come to his party and he had spun the girl all the way to hell.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Fish
A man caught a fish, his friend ask where he put the fish. He answered, " I put it in my bathroom." "So, what will you do when you want to take a bath?" his friend ask. " I'll just ask the fish to close its eyes."
Ha, ha, ha!
This is some funny stories I get from the internet. I hope you will like it and laugh as I do. Enjoy!
Bad Reception
A blonde went to an electronic store and she asked,"How much is this TV?" The salesman said, "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes." The next day she come back as a brunette. She asked the salesman how much the TV was. He said, "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes." The next day she came back as a red headand asked the salesman how much the TV was. He said, "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes." She replied, "I came in here as a brunette and a red head. How do you know I'm a blonde?" "Because it's not a TV, it's a microwave."
The Injured Thumb
This guy went into a restaurant and ordered his meal. When the waitress came out with his soup, he noticed that she had her thumb stuck into the soup. This upset him, but he let it go. She then brought out his chili, and again her thumb was in the food. He let it go again. When she brought out his hot fudge sundae, her thumb was in the food and this was too much for him. "Goddammit", said the man, "get your damn thumb out of my food!" "Well, I injured it a while ago and the doctor said I should keep it warm." "Why don't you shove it up your ass?" the man said angrily. "That's what I do when I'm in the kitchen.
Bad Reception
A blonde went to an electronic store and she asked,"How much is this TV?" The salesman said, "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes." The next day she come back as a brunette. She asked the salesman how much the TV was. He said, "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes." The next day she came back as a red headand asked the salesman how much the TV was. He said, "Sorry, we don't sell to blondes." She replied, "I came in here as a brunette and a red head. How do you know I'm a blonde?" "Because it's not a TV, it's a microwave."
The Injured Thumb
This guy went into a restaurant and ordered his meal. When the waitress came out with his soup, he noticed that she had her thumb stuck into the soup. This upset him, but he let it go. She then brought out his chili, and again her thumb was in the food. He let it go again. When she brought out his hot fudge sundae, her thumb was in the food and this was too much for him. "Goddammit", said the man, "get your damn thumb out of my food!" "Well, I injured it a while ago and the doctor said I should keep it warm." "Why don't you shove it up your ass?" the man said angrily. "That's what I do when I'm in the kitchen.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Advice...
Dear my best friend,
You know that I just got an accident last week, and it makes me lost my right leg. Today I’m just coming to school with a wheel chair and everybody mock me. I can’t stand with it, because all of my friends don’t want to be my friends anymore because of this accident. They feel ashamed when they were near me; because of that accident happen, I don’t have any friends anymore at school, and the only one I trust was only you, and I can’t stop my school and change to another school, because my parents said that I just enter that school for only 2 months and that school was really good for our education; all people that schools there, they were success at the end and my parents want me to be an educated child. Please help me because nobody else want to hear me except my parents and you.
From: Jane (Angela)
Hay, Jane. I know you had lost your right leg and you’re very sad about it. I know what you feel when they mock you. But, I’m still here for you and believe me the one that mock you are not your true friends. Just be strong, no need to hear what they say and ask God to help you. Everything that happens happens for the best! I’m sure you will get a reward someday. At home, you can still get comfort from your parents, don’t worry. Just be strong and remember that I’m always with you. God bless you! Cheer up!
From your best friend,
Gevania
You know that I just got an accident last week, and it makes me lost my right leg. Today I’m just coming to school with a wheel chair and everybody mock me. I can’t stand with it, because all of my friends don’t want to be my friends anymore because of this accident. They feel ashamed when they were near me; because of that accident happen, I don’t have any friends anymore at school, and the only one I trust was only you, and I can’t stop my school and change to another school, because my parents said that I just enter that school for only 2 months and that school was really good for our education; all people that schools there, they were success at the end and my parents want me to be an educated child. Please help me because nobody else want to hear me except my parents and you.
From: Jane (Angela)
Hay, Jane. I know you had lost your right leg and you’re very sad about it. I know what you feel when they mock you. But, I’m still here for you and believe me the one that mock you are not your true friends. Just be strong, no need to hear what they say and ask God to help you. Everything that happens happens for the best! I’m sure you will get a reward someday. At home, you can still get comfort from your parents, don’t worry. Just be strong and remember that I’m always with you. God bless you! Cheer up!
From your best friend,
Gevania
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