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Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Halloween Story: Gale of the Dead
((Im entirng this in a contest for my school....coments are requested, hope you like it
Note: Halloween was originated as day to get rid of evil spirts, and that’s what this story is based on.))
There was nothing but black in the rearview mirror. Screams of agony would fill the air for hours on end, and only when the dead would return to their graves would they stop. The road stretched on and on, graves, bones and corpses marked the road side for as far as you could see, and as long as you could see. The moon, stars and sky had hidden behind a cloak of black, omnimious clouds that’s night, warning all to stay in the safety of the light and warmth, for the spirts of the dammed would rein tonight. And, still! The road stretched on... farther... farther..... and just farther still! I was driving for hope; hope that Halloween, Halloween that night were the evil would be diminished, would come. 11:05, Could I make it to the next rising sun? They were almost upon me; dragging their chains, moaning in agony of the lost, that living carnage that would drag all the living, oblivious to their pain, down to the depths of hell. And they would if they could beat time itself and come before the next rising sun of Halloween. 11:27, faster, faster! I had to go faster! They were falling behind but I feared they were only lagging. The air was now a thick, haunting fog, tined red with the smell of blood clinging to it. I raced on 11:49, perhaps I still had hope! I strained to go faster but perhaps it was still not fast enough for they were nearly upon me! Their empty eye sockets gleaming crimson, their features inhuman but lit with the smile of hysteria and insanity. 11:57....I would make it....... 11:58....... they were upon me...... 11:59.........the scream of eternal torment ripped to the haunted atmosphere.......
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