ThE GrEaT HaLlOwEeN DaRe: Part II unfinished

Maturity: some suspense, spooky stories and what not, possible romance; Fantasy: none



I know I posted that I wouldn't write more until The new year but I was bored so,
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Chapter 2


Just when I thought
this day couldn’t get worse, it did. When I came home I was in a state of mind
that no one wanted to be in, depression. Because of this dare I could no think
straight, like a part of me was gone, dead almost. I did homework, the dishes
and got ready for bed mechanically. I was silent the whole night, in grossed in
my deadly plan of attack. I ignored calls from both Heather and Noah, still
disbelieving that they would leave me alone on this one. But a part of me was
glad that they did. I would be the first kid, ever to do the Dare, alone.


I stayed hunch over my
plans perfecting them, down to the last detail. When I finally put down my
pencil, it was 1:00am. Tired, and grasping to the last ounces of consciousness,
I crawled into bed. This night I dreamed.


I woke up looking into the vast starry sky, watching the many lights.
Off to the right of me something moved, watching and waiting. I sat up slowly,
making no sudden moves to tip the creature or human off. I kept my eyes
forward, I watched as the shadow moved forward out of the corner of my eye.


“Hello Lindsay,” it said.


I said nothing,
waiting for the thing to expose its self to me. But until then, I got to
finally see my surrounds. Looking around I saw many headstones and a large
crypt in the distance. As I waited, I focused more closely on one of the
headstones. It was beautiful,


vines curling
around either side, outlining the owner’s name. I leaned closer to see the
name.





Emily Miller


1912-1914


“Be loved daughter
and sister”





I had to look
away. Why her? I asked myself.





“She died because
she was too naïve to understand,” the voice answered.


“H-how did you get
into my head?” I asked nervously.


“Show yourself!” I
commanded.


The voice laughed darkly.


“Very well,” it
said.


I looked towards the direction of
the footsteps coming towards me. Then the figure appeared. It was the most
interesting thing to be or person seem so dark.
It was a guy.


He was tall, lanky
and had very deep green eyes. I couldn’t look away I know it’s rude to stare,
but I’m sorry ok but he was handsome. Yet he looked so familiar. He laughed,
throwing back his head. When he laughed it seem to bounce off invisible and reverberated
inside my head, almost knocking me off my feet.





“Just as naïve as Emily,
but a little more smart and beautiful,” He observed. “And yes Lindsay, you will
know me,” He said, but it sounded to like it was a promise rather than a
statement.


“You have no idea who you’re talking
to,” I snarled. This guy was really getting on my nerves.


“Yes, I think I know
very well,” he said, smiling.






“Do you really
want to get hurt,” I challenged
.
“Now, now a little
testy are we?” He taunted.






“Oh, and shouldn’t
you be going, don’t you have a dare to do?” He reminded me.


“Yea, so could y- could you, like wake me up
or something?”


“Very well,” he
shook his head. “But we will meet again,” he whispered.


Then he and the graveyard were gone.

Ooo! Eerie! Great job.

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