Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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From the moment Richards body was found in his room, I forced myself to be a model child. My homework was done on time, I was polite to Gerta and all her friends, I went on all the family excursions with Gerta and Father even the dangerous ones like shark-fishing. You can be sure that I took care to be sea-sick indoors and stayed away from the edge of the boat. Gerta was clever with her tricks. Everyone thought it was an accident the time we were out shopping and I fell onto the subway in front of an oncoming train. I managed to roll out of the way on time, but it was way too close for comfort.......
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I had almost decided to run away when my father brought me the sad news that my aunt in New Jersey had died suddenly in her sleep, poisoned by person or persons unknown. I was appalled. How had Gerta known? But she had I could tell from the smirk on her face. I went to my room that night and locked myself in to think. I could run away, but the money wouldnt last long. And Id need to finish high school or my chances of getting a good job were nil. Besides, Gerta would still be out there somewhere. If she could hire someone to poison my only living relative (besides Father), she could hire someone to kill me, whether I was living at home or not.
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There was only one thing I could think of. And it was a terrible thing. A family secret passed down from my Mothers side for many generations. It involved a witch named Bloody Mary, who had once tried to kill my many times great grandmother and use the childs blood to make herself young and beautiful forever. The witch had been stopped by the child's father (my many times great grandfather) in the nick of time, and the witch had cursed him as she burned at the stake. Cursed his mirror, and the mirrors of all the men who had condemned her to death at the stake, so that anyone saying her name in front of those mirrors would invoke her vengeful spirit......
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The story had gotten mixed up over the years, as it was passed down first in their village and then all over the country. These days, school kids everywhere scared themselves silly chanting Bloody Marys name in front of darkened mirrors during sleepover parties, and nothing happened to them. So no one really believed in the curse. Of course, no one knew the real story of Bloody Mary. That was a deep secret handed down by the villagers of long ago. But I was a direct descendant, and I knew how to summon the witch. You had to use a mirror owned by someone in the direct blood-line of one of the original families that lived in Bloody Marys village. And the witch's name must be spoken by candlelight a certain number of times in their native tongue.
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It was an evil thing to do, I knew. But it was the only way to save my life. It was either Gerta or me. If I didnt fight back, I was dead. So I took my hard earned money and went out to a specialty store to buy hand-dipped, beeswax candles. Black ones. I followed my mothers directions carefully, placing them at certain intervals around the living room so that they reflected in the huge mirror behind the couch. Then I lit each one, speaking the spell passed down in my mothers family. And I waited. Father was away on a business trip, and Gerta was out at a party with her latest boyfriend. She came home late, and scolded me for staying up to study. Her voice was playful and light I hated that voice. It made her sound like she was nice. But there was also a note of suspicion underlying her words, and she stared hard at the flickering black candles.
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Holding a sance, little Marie? she asked, emphasizing the word little, knowing I hated when she called me that. I just like working by candlelight, I said mendaciously, turning a page in my text book. Gerta frowned. You know, little Marie, I think its time we had a talk, she said, walking over to the mirror behind the couch and primping her hair. Yes, I said softly. We should. You killed my brothers. And my aunt. But I wont let you kill me." Gerta laughed. "As if you stood a chance against me! she said, fluffing her long blond hair up behind her shoulders. I spoke the name of Bloody Mary in the native tongue of my ancestors. Once. Twice. Three times. Inside the mirror, the image of Gerta burst into flames, and another face looked out. It was the malevolent face of a twisted old crone, ruined with age, and altogether evil. I ducked behind the chair as Gerta gave a scream of sheer terror, her eyes fixed on the witch. As I watched from my hiding place, heat burst forth from the mirror, blistering her beautiful alabaster skin. I could hear the flames roaring as the witch laughed evilly and held out her arms toward my step mother.
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Gerta, crooned Bloody Mary. Come to me, Gerta.
And she took my step mother into her arms.
Gertas terrified scream was suddenly cut off. The flames disappeared as suddenly as they had come. When I peeked out from behind the couch, Gerta and Bloody Mary were gone.
I called Father at his hotel the next morning to tell him that Gerta hadnt slept at home. (Well, it was true!) He wasnt pleased. He called a few of her friends from his hotel room, and quickly discovered she had been carrying on with another man. With several, if the truth be known. Father hated infidelity. He flew home at once to confront Gerta, but she was still missing; presumed run away with one of her flames. -
Somehow, Father managed to divorce Gerta without ever trying to find her. And since she had no family in the area except us, everyone accepted the cover story, and no one ever tried to locate her. Gerta was gone for good. And Father and I were safe at last....."The End!"
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Im sitting there terrified "THAT WAS WICKED!"says Akull.
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"liked it?"
(Did you rly like it?) -
"HELL YEAH!"i say (I did Gerta is a B!tch)
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(you mean WAS!! she's dead! XD)
"Hope you have more nightmares of.....*talks evily* BLOODY MARY" i say then i laugh -
(IDC)
Suddenly after a flash of ligh and thunder a lady in black and red stands there in the middle of the room (HEHEHE) -
(ok moon..dont do that plz O.O cuz that just scared the heck outa me)
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" we all scream at the sight -
(ok)
I start to laugh "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA shes not real"i say kicking her"See"
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