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Elva Zona's Last Act!
In 1897, the death of Elva Zona Heaster was deemed accidental, but her mother’s grief would not subside. When Zona’s ghost appeared, it revealed a shocking truth that no one could ignore. Based on a chilling true event, Elva Zona’s Last Act explores a haunting tale of love, betrayal, and justice from beyond the grave.
Born in 1876, Elva Zona Heaster,
Of her youth, only fragments reside.
I...
Saturday 16th November 2024 4:55 pm
The Blue Lady [song version]
The Blue Lady
This is the tale of Mary Bolles who lived at Heath Old Hall
And died there in 1662 and was buried ‘neath the soil.
But still her spirit walked Heath Grove the story has been writ
Until conjured down into a hole that’s still called Bolles Pit.
The spell was not so powerful to keep her there for long
And soon the tales were told of the sound of her plaintive song
...Thursday 17th October 2024 12:45 pm
GHOSTS: The Blood Solstice
I was too young, with a full life ahead
An accident, a crash, and now I am dead
Jordan,.. Jordan Jenkins was my name
Now in a different realm I must remain
To my family, loved ones, and friends that I knew
I scrigned, I blinked, and loss my time with you
Cherish your time now, this life aint a game.
However sad it is, and sad it must be
Know that I have new friends now
And I am in goo...
Thursday 8th October 2020 6:50 pm
Ghost Dancer
We danced to Cuban rhythms
Late into the night
I twirled my skirts in girlish glee
Giggling in delight
My heart it started pounding
As you held me tight
I waited for the kiss
That would bring me back to life
Then
Brutally it struck me
At the stroke of midnight
You were just an apparition
Your kiss turned into frostbite
A phantom on the dance floor
A cruel trick of the light
Yo...
Wednesday 6th April 2016 11:25 am
Two Line Scary Story
There are ghost to my left and to my right.
I look at my hand, oh no, I can see right through me.
This was an old writing challange.
Sunday 20th October 2013 9:48 pm
So Very Alone
My name is Susan and this is my story.
When I was nine years old my parents and I moved to a run down farmhouse. This house was in the middle of nowhere. We were miles from our nearest neighbor. This made me feel so very alone.
About a month later my Ghost made his first apperance. It was a windy night. I was ...
Thursday 18th July 2013 4:32 pm
Did a Spirit Knock On Rossbawns Walls
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Did a Spirit Knock
On Rossbawn's Walls?
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The story is told that an agent was slain
By a tenant called Delaney who on the run did die
In caves upon Sliabh Blooms wild hills
Many many years gone by.
To his house, outside a window he eat till he was full
And should the Yeomanry or Constab...
Monday 6th July 2009 11:21 pm
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