Ghost stories - Mihaela Bogdan (books for 10th graders .txt) 📗

back, she had two locks of hair framing her face which looked like a sharp-angled ‘M’ and purple lipstick. Her clothing was sexually attractive and appealing in nature, consisting of a black choker around her neck, a black one-shouldered tank-top exposing her midriff, one long glove that covered most of her right arm, and one black bracelet on her left arm. She also wore a pair of what appeared to be leather pants with a silver belt and skull boots.
  This strange female ghost set on the grave stone and began to sing a sad tune on her purple electric guitar with flame pattern that had the same color as her hair. At the sound of the guitar, her ponytail became a big blue burning flame.
  With a sad and in the same time angry face, the female ghost started to sing, looking at the name written on the stone:

”Yeah! Oohh!
It was, it was September
Wind blows, the dead leaves fall
To you, I did surrender
Two weeks, you didn’t call ...

Your life goes on without me
My life, a losing game
But you should, you should not doubt me
You will remember my name.

Oh, Ember, you will remember
Ember, one thing remains
Oh, Ember, so warm and tender
You will remember my name!

Your heart, your heart abandoned
You’re wrong, now bear the shame
Like dead trees, in cold December
Nothing but ashes remain ...

Oh, Ember, you will remember
Ember, one thing remains
Ember, so warm and tender
You will remember my name!

Oh ohh!
Ember, you will remember
Ember, one thing remains
Ember, so warm and tender
You will remember my name
Yeah! You will remember my name!”

 

 R.I.P. Ember McLain, you will never be forgotten. Not by me or the Danny Phantom cartoon fans. You rock girl! ... Even if you’re dead!

IV. My husband’s ex-wife

-Get ... out! Get ... out! GEET ... OUUT!
  -Who is there? Nadia asked terrified, with her forehead covered in sweat and her arms shaking nervously. She was sleeping, dreaming about her husband who was on a police patrol that night, when suddenly a whisper was telling her to get out. By the sound of it, it was a woman’s voice, almost Nadia’s age.
  Nadia and her husband, Robert or Rob for short, were married for almost half a year. After their wedding, they were living in Rob’s house. Nadia wasn’t Rob’s first wife, as he confessed before their wedding.
  He was married to a beautiful woman, who was his best friend in his childhood, but six months later she disappeared. Being a police officer, Rob and his coworkers, looked for her everywhere. Although the village was small, there was no sign or clue that could lead to the missing wife.
  After another six months of search, Rob and his coworkers declared Nina, the missing wife, deceased.
  Now Rob seemed happy again with his new wife, Nadia. But when she moved in Rob’s house, she had no idea what will happen to her.
  Every night, at midnight to be precise, she could hear a woman’s voice. Sometimes the voice sounded sad, sometimes sounded scared, but this time the voice became more demanding, as if the voice wanted Nadia to leave the house.
  Of course Nadia told Rob uncountable times about the mysterious voice, but he said that it was just in her head. The voice disappeared when Rob returned tired from work and saw his wife awake.
  -Why aren’t you sleeping? Rob asked Nadia, getting in bed, next to her.
  -I heard that voice again. It told me to get out! Said Nadia looking as if she was about to cry.
  -Nadia, I’ve told you, you must have been dreaming. I didn’t heard a thing.
  -But it is not all right! I hear this voice every night!
  Tired, Rob told Nadia to get some sleep and that they will talk about this in the morning. That night Nadia had a nightmare: she was making coffee, when Rob appeared suddenly and with an angry face, stabbed her with a knife in the stomach.
  Morning came quickly and Nadia was in the kitchen, trembling while looking at her cup of tea. She told Rob her nightmare and he made some tea for her to calm down, then he went to work.
  Nadia wasn’t feeling like herself. When she stood up, she saw in the mirror in front of her, a strange figure. When she approached the mirror, she only saw her reflection. The voice spoke again:
  -Get ... out ... Nadia!
  Gathering all her courage, Nadia decided to face the voice:
  -Who are you? Why do you want me to leave?
  -Tonight ... your dream ... you will ... see his real ... face! The whispers said before they disappeared.
  This time Nadia didn’t said anything to Rob. When they were sleeping, Nadia dreamed about her husband’s ex-wife. She saw Rob and Nina’s wedding photo, when Rob told her about his first marriage, so she knew Nina’s figure.
  Nina and Nadia seemed to be in the kitchen. Nadia was watching Nina making some coffee, then she saw horrified how Rob stabbed her in the stomach with a knife. After Nina died, Rob covered her with a sheet and took her into the back yard, where he buried her.
  When the dream ended, Nadia heard Nina saying, this time with a soft whisper, to get out before it is too late. Nadia went out of the house without a sound and went to the police station. The policemen were surprised to see Rob’s second wife at their station in the middle of the night.
  An hour later, the policemen were digging in the back yard. To their surprise, they found a dead body covered in a white sheet. Rob was arrested and when he was questioned about the dead body he confessed, in front of everyone, that Nina was the dead body. He killed her, because during their marriage he couldn’t get her pregnant and he was afraid that she might leave him for another man.
  Nadia was shocked to find out this terrible story. She demanded to end her marriage with Rob as quick as possible.
  After she became a free woman and her husband was send to jail for life, Nadia gave Nina a wonderful funeral ceremony.
  Nadia was placing some flowers on Nina’s crave, when Nina’s blurry figure appeared and smiled at her. Her lips moved so slowly that Nadia could easily understand what she tried to say: “Thank you!”
  With these words being said, Nina’s figure disappeared, leaving Nadia with a smile on her face. She was happy now because she found out the truth before her husband would have killed her as well.
  Nadia became more cautious with the men she dated and in the end she found her prince charming and her life was once again a fairy tale.
  What do we learn from this story? Be careful who you are getting married with, you may never know if your future wife or husband is what she or he pretends to be!

V. The Gray Hotel

“-Now look where you brought us! I told you to go right, not left!
  -Leave me alone, woman. You were the one holding the map upside down. It is your fault too.
  For almost an hour the retired couple had been wandering around a dark forest. They wanted to go on a camping trip, but somehow ended getting lost and it was getting dark outside. Soon night came and the couple was tired, hungry, but most of all, scared.
  The husband was driving slowly through the tall dark trees and the thick fog. The car’s headlights were doing their best. Just when the wife spotted a wide road, the car mysteriously stopped.
  -What are you doing, man?! I saw a road ahead of us and you stopped the car?
  -We ran out of gas. Her husband said as if this was his wife’s fault as well.
  He wanted to say more when someone knocked at the driver’s window.
  -Are you lost? The mysterious man behind a long black hooded coat asked curious and somehow ... pleasantly surprised.
  The wife wanted to refuse because she didn’t know the person and she wanted to get out of there. Her husband, unfortunately, accepted the stranger’s help without hesitation. Therefore, the retired couple were taken to an old hotel nearby the place where their car broke down.
  -Welcome to The Gray Hotel! I am sorry for its bad standing, but I assure you that this place is as comfy as it was in its glory days.
  -May I ask why it looks deserted?! The wife asked.
  -Few kilometers far from here it is a modern hotel that stole all our guests. Nobody wants to stay at an old-fashion hotel any more. The stranger said trying to be sad.
  -It’s their loss, the old-fashion places are more durable in the bad weather. The grumpy husband added. I don’t want to sound like a demanding guest sir, but we are hungry and tired.
  Indeed the place was in a terrible condition. The floors looked like they haven’t been vacuumed for years, the walls were dirty and had holes full of bugs and other parasites, the windows were so dirty you couldn’t see anything through them, from either sides. In a few words, the hotel was old, abandoned and despicable.
  The guests were hungry and tired, therefore the place didn’t seem to bother them. After they had some soup and mash potatoes for dinner, the guests were then lead to a small bedroom. It had two separated beds, a desk and a chair, all neglected for years.
  -You and your passion for old-fashioned things and places. Do you enjoy this place?! It's worse than a pig dump.
  -Calm down, woman. We’re going to spend only a night here. Her husband said while he got into one of the beds and turn off the light.
  Sleeping in such a place wasn’t going to be a pleasant experience. During the night the old couple heard loud noises coming from every where, they