halloween Ghost stories

[lizzieb887]

http://www.trueghoststories.co.uk/public_html/Images/Real-Life-Logo1.jpgWith halloween fast aproaching i thought id do a thread on ghost stories and events.

All use your imaginations and create a Ghost story based on xat. The main charators should be people on xat.
The best story will win 1,000 xats.

closing date 31st october

[The_wolf]

Once i putted my window up... and i fixed some food and no1 was home... when i came back in the room the window was shut and locked..

[Jay277]

Darren and Chriss were siting waiting for a bus when a goast bus forumed into the Xat express with lizzie as the bus driver. she said welcome aboard boys watch ya step, in a cranky voice. your 25 xats plz there u go said darren, pss darren i need 5 xats ok than there u go. So the bus drove off down the dark dark street and down that dark dark street was a dark dark chat room and down that dark dark chat room was a dark dark user named macapaca and he said you to go down that dark dark allie way to get to our chat (Xat_test) well ok, said chriss.
So darren and chriss walked down the dark dark Allie way to find a dark dark house(knock knock) ehheheh whos there siad a voice, darren and chriss quietly said umm its Darren and Chriss, ok well my name is Christiana and you will have to get past the trade off, how do we play said the boys. you must buy 10 powers with 4000 xats and they must all be limited you have 30 misn to buy all 5. so the boys started when they got a bad suprize the safe trade had a pass, oh no said darren. wat do we do, you must fight gold and take his pass, well ok well give it ago.
ok than go down the hall & watch out for the xat stealer. so the boys walked down and saw a bug with xat stealer on it, so u are the xat stealer eh said chriss. yes n im goin to scare those xats out of you. um ok said chriss.
bag 100 spammers came into the chat they had 30 seconds to ban them all.
To be continued...:p


god that took me 10 mins

[TrueRedDevil]

It was an usual day, when Dan was walking in the forest with his dogs.
It was an usual day, when Dan noticed some noises in the forest ahead.
It was an usual day, when Dan started running for his life.
It was Night.
It was humid and the air felt heavy. His pulse skyrocketed and his breathing just got heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, a horrific scream was heard.
A small orb, that looked like the eye of a beast was glaring at him.
His legs shaking, he tried to run, but got tripped by something long and oddly formed.
The light approached, Dan's eyes were full of fear, as if he would have looked at Death himself.
Then, silence struck.
Suddenly, the frightening phrase was heard...
...
"Would you like some coffee?", the elderly lady asked.
Still breathing heavily, Dan now stopped shaking and gave a little smile, and followed the lady into a house and drank a cup of coffee.
After a short chat he left.

The day after, he stumbled upon a family album, and noticed a familiar face - the elderly lady was seen in various pictures.
Then, reading the date of one of the pictures, it said "Photograph taken on a family meeting, July 5th 1856"....

[jewel]

Boo the end. Did I win? :D

[101]

Upon a railroad bridge in Alabama, a man is waiting to be hanged. His hands are tied behind his back, and a rope encircles his neck. He stands upon a platform constructed of loose boards. Members of the Federal Army — the Union Army during the Civil War — are also on the bridge. Some are completing the preparations and some are guarding the bridge. The man about to be hanged, Peyton Farquhar, is a civilian.

On one side of the stream is a forest, on the other a fort. Halfway between the bridge and the fort stand a line of soldiers, all armed. When the soldiers finish their preparations, they move off of the bridge. A sergeant stands at the opposite end of the same board as Farquhar. At the signal from his captain, he will step off the board. The board will tilt down, and Farquhar will fall through the railway ties.

Farquhar closes his eyes to think of his family but he is distracted by a sharp, rhythmic sound. He tries to figure out what it is and how far away it is. He finds he is waiting with impatience and apprehension for the toll, which seems to come less frequently. The sound is so loud that it hurts his ears. What he hears is only the ticking of his watch. Farquhar opens his eyes and looks at the stream. He thinks that if he could free his hands he might be able to dive into the water and swim away from his executioners. He would then flee for home, which is still outside of the territory held by the Union Army. As he is thinking, the sergeant steps off of the board.

The narrative then flashes back to Farquhar and the circumstances that led to his hanging. Though he was a Southern plantation owner, he was unable to serve in combat. Still he longed for the glory of a soldier’s service and waited for the chance to prove that he possessed courage. One evening, a Confederate soldier stopped at the plantation, and Farquhar asked for news of the war: The Yankees were pushing forward. The soldier told him that they were repairing the railroads and had built a fort near the Owl Creek bridge. The Yankee commander had issued an order to hang any civilian caught interfering with the railroad. Farquhar asked about the bridge, and the soldier put in his mind how easily the bridge would burn. An hour later, the soldier passed the plantation again, heading north. He was returning to Yankee territory, for he was a scout for the Union Army.

The narrative returns to the present as Peyton Farquhar falls between the railway ties of the bridge, losing consciousness. The sharp pain in his neck and a feeling of suffocation return him to a state of awareness. He is incapable of rational thought. Then he splashes into the stream, and he is again able to think. He knows that the rope has broken. His body sinks toward the bottom of the stream. Without realizing it, he starts to free his hands, which then loosen the rope at his neck. His hands drive him to the surface of the water. After a breath of air, he finds he has an amazing awareness of his surroundings: he can feel each ripple of water, see the colors shining in the dewdrops on the grass, hear the body of a fish parting the water. He also sees the fort and the soldiers, shouting and pointing at him. A bullet strikes the water inches from his face and he hears the orders to fire.

He dives under the water, under a hail of bullets. When he resurfaces, he is further downstream. He knows he must get out of the soldiers’ range soon because the officer will give his soldiers the order to fire at will. They even fire a cannonball at him. Fortunately, the water throws him upon the bank opposite from the fort. He runs into the forest and travels all day. At nightfall he stumbles upon a road that leads him in the direction of his home. It is a wide road, yet eerily empty with no one is traveling on it nor fields or homes alongside it.

His throat, his eyes, and his tongue are all swollen. Despite his suffering, he continues walking. He believes he has fallen asleep while walking, for he finds he is at the gate of his own home. His wife is on the veranda to meet him. As he is about to embrace her, he feels a sharp blow on the back of his neck. He sees a bright white light, and then there is blackness. Peyton Farquhar has died. His body, the neck broken, swings beneath the timbers of Owl Creek bridge.Still on This Day people say that they can see him Getting hung right in front of his wife and children. They Make their way to Owl Creek Bridge to see if its true and they are killed by the Union Army Thinking that they are trying to save Peyton Farquhar. Many people have died journeying to Owl Creek Bridge. That is why I'm not aloud to give you the location. Death is Apon us all.

-Gary Foxx
& Big Thanks to Ambrose Bierce

[SparkDaBeast]

All use your imaginations and create a Ghost story based on xat. The main charators should be people on xat.
Only one person so far has done this :s
Ill submit mine in a few days

[TrueRedDevil]

Only one person so far has done this :s
Ill submit mine in a few days
I didn't like the concept of xat and their mains so i went freeform... :cool:

[Dario]

why do they all have to be so LONG :mad:
and the Chriss&Darren one is funny.. not scary.. funny..

TrueRedDevil, nice poem

[tvkid5000]

http://i35.tinypic.com/331m0jq.png


It was a normal day when she disappeared; it was an ordinary day when she was gone.
28th October last year what were you doing? Online chatting to your friends or being viciously attacked by some atrocious creature? If you carry on reading this story, you will also feel the horror of the xatraphon on 28th October like many before you.

Christina was an ordinary mum, loved hanging out with her kids and doing all them mummy things nothing else could be better for her she had really found her place, one of her hobbies would be to chat on the famous xat.com she enjoyed doing this and would sign on regularly. She had many online and offline friends and would share much information over the internet with her online friends, no one would know that the xatraphon was watching her every pc and every move she would ever make.

Christina was happily chatting on her ultra fast computer when she came across a strange girl of the name of lizzie they were getting to know each over and were getting along quite well, lizzie was a young girl who tried very hard to run a chat room to promote a website called freewebs she became quite talent but often got abused by many people. She and Christina met up in trade chat room where they started chatting and had much fun, in until the trade mod “Danny” started to complain of something ticking under he’s bed, trade chatroom laughed at him and he suddenly went offline. Danny was searching he’s room for what this ticking noise when he peeked under he’s bed he noticed a green creature with slime coming out of he’s nose and massive teeth he put he’s hand out and the green creature yelled “XATRAPHON” and snapped he’s arm of and waddle to him and started to eat the rest of he’s body until there was nothing left. One down 7 million to go.
Christina and lizzie carried on chatting, un aware of what was happening, suddenly everyone on the xat network received a pop up saying beware xataphon will kill you... later that day everyone who had seen the popup had disappeared suddenly lizzie herd a noise behind her cupboard... she thought it was just the good old Scottish wind until it jumped out and grabbed hold of her she ran down the stairs and out side screaming help me help me her neighbours looked at her and thought she was crazy because they couldnt see the xataphon because they had never been on xat she collapsed and her parents took her to hospital... luckily she survived.. with just a missing leg xD

Christina managed to find this out and locked up all the doors and windows but little did she know that the xatraphon comes out of the computer, so she had locked herself in with the evil xatraphon.. she saw it and screamed so loud all the windows shatterd she hit it with her daughters football boots but it was to strong and ripped her arm off..unfortunately no one in the world knows what happend next... but i can tell u it wasnt nice..

Now the xataphon just haunts people and waits to kill them... if you ever see the popup then it will most defonlty stalk you and kill you to, uness you give me 1000xats lol!
so whatever you do... dont click here. (http://james.xatland.com//DONotDelete/weird.htm)

[chrisss]

thanks James-you inspired me to write one as well;)

[Jay277]

lol thank u for saying my storie was funny. n u gotta think that there like 5 n there little kiddies goin for a walk

[HAPPY VIPER]

i think they copied and pasted the whole story:p:eek:

[TrueRedDevil]

i think they copied and pasted the whole story:p:eek:
They? I only see one copypasted 1...:p

[HAPPY VIPER]

see i know :p

[101]

Good day all. My name is Gary Foxx- or Mr.Foxx if you will. I invented the chat "UnitedWebs" it's said that it was popular once. It was right below FreeWebs. our goal was to go higher then Freewebs and get many people. We had all herd what had happened. 42 The defender and maker of FreeWebs. it's said that when he died he gave the chat to warren, and warren gave the chat to Lizzie when he died. its suspected that Warren keeps the chat in the popular list by talking as toons. but 42 guards the chat.

The day we became popular. an old fellow "Alex" yelled out. "COME ON MORE FOR US LESS FOR FREEWEBS." they all cheered. I was at freewebs at the moment so I didn't know what was happening. Darren and Brian who had been spirits monitoring chats. had seen what Alex had said. and reported it to 42. Brian went to our chat to taunt everyone until they leave. Darren was still supposed to be monitoring. He just kept an eye on our chat. No one left they all told Brian he was a fool.

Then...42 came everyone greeted him as usual and treated him with respect. I came back to check on the chat and my power went dead it came back on in a second. I turned my computer on and it flashed 42 instead of "Welcome" I was curious if this was a hack. I went to UnitedWebs... The chat was dead 2 pool rooms turned into... Nothing. I went to ask lizzie about this and as I got their everyone from my chat had appeared their. They pced me telling me they were locked inside their and they couldn't get out. then a pc from 42. I was excited at first but when I looked at it his pawn was red saying he was offline he said hi. I asked him if he was their. he replied with "They're locked in They're locked in can you save them I sure hope so. Because you'll be the next one.

I looked at his messages. and then at his pawn it was gone! his messages were gone. I looked at freewebs and...Everyone was gone. but 42, Darren, warren, Brian, and I. Then I was gone my pawn red. My view black. I was dead... Scared to death. in my soul and in heaven and hell I still think about 42 taunting me. in heaven I think of lizzie. How kind she was I didn't even get a chance to date her. She was a mature woman any man would want. and I lost her... Because of my mistake. in between heaven and hell was nothing but my empty dead chat standing alone. with a hanging rope around my red pawn... It's said you can still see it at my chat. Problem is I cant tell you it I'm dead you have to find it... and I wouldn't stay too long. That could wake 42, Darren, Warren, Brian, and I up. I bet you wouldn't like a hanging rope around your pawn. If you paid attention to my little ghost story you should know were to go. If not. Your lucky. Happy Halloween Chatters

-Foxx
Death can be of anything. Watch out!

[Dario]

Time to install Read Me Please Again LOL