The Sleepover - sarah422 (thriller novels to read .txt) 📗

BEING HAUNTED: BOOK 1

The Sleepover
Sarah M. Stoflet


Beware what you say; it might lead to something that’s unexpected.


 


To everyone who inspires me


Yesterday we were normal teenage girls,
then this happened.
-Taylor


Table of Contents
Ghost Stories. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1
It’s Only the Beginning. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15
The Warnings. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24
The Trip . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32
Epilogue. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 40


Prologue

A
T WOODKINDLE MIDDLE School, Crystal Diecuss handed out invites to her sleepover. Kelli Daniels, Casey McGrassey, Diane Karr, Ashlee Barns, and Arianna Banks all got invitations.
“Cool! I’ll be there!”Arianna excitedly responded.
“I’ll talk to my parents about it. Even though I already know what they’re going to say, If everything is clean.” Kelli imitated as she propped herself up from the lunch table.
On the day of the event, Kelli had to be picked up so she got there an hour early. Next was Diane who brought her Nintendo DS so they played their DS’s.
Estimating the time, Casey and Arianna arrived in half an hour. In an hour at 6:30 PM dinner was ready.
Following dinner they had to do something. They thought of an activity they could do.
“Do you have any board games? Like monopoly, life, or even better clue!” Arianna suggested.
“No, we can make one though. Or do a craft my mom bought?” Crystal suggested.
“Nah, how about we tell ghost stories! It’s not a sleepover without ghost stories!” Kelli exclaims.
They all agreed so they all one by one went upstairs. Chatting and arguing over who gets to go first, Diane goes first. Here’s Diane’s story.


1
HERES DIANE’S STORY:
An intimidating, creepy old man came up to these girls by the names of Gabby, Leanne, and Fiona who were camping in this little barren and empty campsite. Where the only thing you can find is this old abandoned house that no one has been in for ages. The eerie man comes and asks if they want the old house and for some unknown reason they reply saying yes.
“They tip-toe into the house and the first thing they hear is the doors threatening scream. The inside of the house was dark, dusty, and ominous. They all tugged out there sleeping bags and lied them down on the grim floor. They creep into their sleeping bags and hear an indistinct, vaporous voice utter, if the log rolls over we’ll all be dead. ‘What was that?’ Gabby fretted. ‘What?’ Leanne doubted. ‘You didn’t hear that!” Gabby cried in disbelief. She ended up doubting herself and told herself that she was hallucinating.
“Yet again, the voice alleged in a ghastly voice if the log rolls over we’ll all be dead. This time everyone heard it. They went into the living room and heard it AGAIN! If the log rolls over we’ll all be dead, it still hummed. They traced the words into the bathroom. The entity mumbled the lexis again, if the log rolls over we’ll all be dead. This time instead of a single spirit it sounded like there were three! They rummaged around the house hunting for anything skeptical but found nothing. All they heard to was themselves and the substance replicating what it’s been saying the whole time, if the log rolls over we’ll all be dead.
“At one point, they even considered going outside but nothing was to be found. Gabby told the girls that she was probably imagining it so she went to bed and the other girls followed suit. Eventually they all managed to go to sleep. Just at the crack of dawn, about five o’clock, Fiona got up to use the restroom when she hears the whisper of the specter say again, if the log rolls over we’ll all be dead, and she opens the toilet and catches a sight of three tiny insects sitting on a piece of waste saying, if the log rolls over we’ll all be dead. She goes, scuttling down the hall to the others rooms and gets them up and then she dashes them back down towards the restroom and they all start laughing at the sight of the annoying insects and they go flowing down the drain.
“OMG Diane, you tell the funniest stories!” Kelli said, cracking up on the floor.
“I know,” Diane said with the biggest smirk on her face.
Everyone was very fascinated by Kelli’s story. Here it is.
Down an unfruitful road, off the main highway, and to the right of Rankome road, a vacant dwelling lies in the midst of the vaporous road. A family, the
Murrs, moved in. Nothing suspicious happened, not until the family is gardening. First, their digging to
plant their roses, when they struck something with their shovel. A tombstone!
Kendra, the little six-year-old, didn’t know what the weird stone was. “Mommy, what is that?”
“I’m not quite sure. Why would there be a grave-marking here?”
The father carried it, and took it to the garage. After more gardening, they came upon ANOTHER grave-marking! That got carried to the garage, also with the other.
A little after, the father and Lilly Murr, the middle child, were sitting on their couch when the doorbell rang. Lilly rushed to the door and
when she opened it, no one had stood in front of her. The Murr residence is also 150 feet away from the street and fifty feet from a hiding spot. Karly Murr,
the oldest sister, had already moved out of the house, on her own. Her apartment was in the same neighborhood, but on the other side of the highway. Her apartment had a little
company to. Legend has it; the ghost of a depressed widow disturbed the dwelling.
The legend is that there was a couple that was deeply in love and they got married. But one day, the young groom died. The lonely, sad woman was very upset and she only had her sister to care for her. She lived the rest of her short life moping about the loss of her husband.
One tragic day it happened. She lived no longer. She died, but her presence lived on. Now she went around looking for her sister who fled from the home to live with their mother after her death. The widow
haunts every woman who’s in the home thinking that’s her sister.
Karly experienced weird things after moving into the home. She was constantly awoken at the same time every night, she heard her doorbell ring at the same time every day when no one’s there, she’d hear little girls giggling when Lizzie and Lilly weren’t even out from school yet.
“Whoa! Where did you hear that?” Casey eagerly asked.
“It’s a family story. My dad tells me that one every night when I camp with him.” Kelli explained.
Casey’s story was the one that wasn’t prepared for.
This recluse, James Robertson, was very lonely in his old house. One day, while lying in his cot, he heard something? I see you, it chanted. Over and over again it said in a very eerie voice, I see you.
The frightened man took the option of napping. He woke up, feeling like he wasn’t alone. He took his kerosene lamp, and headed down the hall.
Finding nothing, James goes back to bed, but only to again be awoken by the same murmur. He this time goes out into the garage and hears, “I see you, any last words? “
“Creepy!” Kelli exclaimed.
“You made this up!” Casey asked amazed.
“Yeah,” Crystal suspiciously replied.
Arianna was very scared to tell her story. It might be a danger to those who heard it.
I and my friend Kayla were sitting in front of Cedar Grounds, the old warehouse, when we saw a figure standing on the other side of the door… We followed it into room thirteen. We saw no trace of the figure, but we did see a knife, hovering over the table. Kayla ditched me after witnessing such a bloodcurdling moment. I loped along after her and she went into the bathroom.
“What the heck! Don’t you think you could WARN someone when you leave them alone with a strange- -“
“I couldn’t stay! I have someone in my family who died by stab wounds, the person the DNA showed was already dead and had been for three months! They had no other suspects, witnesses, or DNA samples.”
After she told me that, I didn’t know what to do. Ever since, strange things started happening.
“That’s a little creepy…” Casey remarked.
“I know. I like to scare people with that.” Arianna remarked.
Then Crystal said, “My turn: When me and Arianna were at the old library we were playing on the computers and she got an email? It said ,”Do not delete, or else,” and we thought the “or else” wasn’t any REAL harm. We deleted it and kept playing.
When she got home she got locked in her room, but not by her parents. Then tried to call me, but whatever it was cut her telephone line.
Also, when I was at Pet Pampers, my grandma Olivia had been on the other side of the store when I felt someone breathe on me! When we left I asked the manager what that was and he said there were no air conditioners, no windows open, and no other people were there. But he told me of some complaints made by customers, about things that don’t have explanations.
“Whoa! They almost don’t even make sense!” Kelli remarked.
“Well, their true!” Crystal emphasized.
Ashlee went along and told her story.
Karol Mena was the local wedding planner in Bedford, Kentucky. She was working with the soon to be wedded Linton’s. They wanted their ceremony to be in Bedford Cemetery, where the woman’s grandmother was buried. The day of the wedding, during the vows, they heard a door creek. But the cemetery didn’t have a door?
Everyone got scared. The bride had no idea why everyone was so frightened? She twisted her body around and witnessed her grandmothers ghost, lurking about at her wedding!
After everyone was picked up the next day, Crystal was submerged into her sleeping bag. And turned on her TV. A while after, she heard a murmur she couldn’t comprehend? She thought it
was just her imagination, so she decided to call it a day, and turned off her television.