This story was experienced by Malorie, Satajia, and Emily. Told by Malorie.
The Preamble
One day at Emily's house we were all there and they told me about some goings-ons. A new ghost had entered our lives. She looked about five years old and we figured out her name was Molly. She had been appearing everywhere and had even managed to posses Emily for a few seconds.
Upon that I told them about my new ghost friend. She was my ghost teacher. She had warned me about a coming storm. This did not leave me with good feelings. On a wrap, many things happened. One day, after swimming in Emily's Pool we were relaxing on her lawn and Satajia poked me and whispered;
"Mal, I think somethings wrong with Em."
I looked over at Emily who was by now running in circles in her lawn laughing in a way that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. We nodded to each other - we had a mutual agreement that if this ever happened we would surround them and attempt to fix them - and so we did just that. One of us on either side, we approached her. I don't remember exactly what happened next, but she snapped out of it and asked what happened. We all agreed it was the doings of Molly, considering that at one point of the de-possesion process she screamed;
"Die Satajia, DIE!"
Oh, did I leave out that Molly HATES Satajia? Well, she hates all of us, but Satajia most of all. Many possessions to Emily and me, but Satajia never got possessed, which we found odd.
Another day, I saw Molly at the end of the street, and she beckoned me. The rest I don't remember but Em and Satajia told me that I walked down the street with my head tilted to the side, and that when I got there I appeared to be flung forward, smacking the wall, then crumpling on the floor. Later, it happened again and they warned me that Molly might be attempting to kill me, by making me hit my head on the wooden fence, or the concrete and tar road.
Those events and many more lead to the epic night. Most likely the scariest ghost related experience any of us had ever had.
The Epic Night
One night me, Emily and Satajia were all at Em's house. During the Preamble of this story we had been meeting new ghosts one by one. At the end we had the G.A.'s (Guardian angels) Our protectors, and Molly's gang - our indefinite enemies. The G.A.'s are as follows: Karana (my ghost teacher); Tara (Em's ghost teacher); Samantha (Satajia's ghost teacher); Dustin (Satajia's ghost boyfriend); Spike (Emily's on and off ghost boyfriend). We went into the tree house. We could hear rumbling and clinging and screaming, the two 'gangs' were fighting. We were trapped up there with only our faith in the G.A.'s and 3 2-litters of pop. Me and Satajia wrote down somethings that were happening, but Emily told us she had a bad feeling about us doing that. In the end, our side one, i've only seen Molly/Sarah once or twice, and it seemed to be all over. A few days later, we reviewed our notebooks, left them outside, then came back and found them burnt, like someone used a magnifying glass and the sun to burn them. We don't remember what we wrote, and I guess we never will...
The Preamble
One day at Emily's house we were all there and they told me about some goings-ons. A new ghost had entered our lives. She looked about five years old and we figured out her name was Molly. She had been appearing everywhere and had even managed to posses Emily for a few seconds.
Upon that I told them about my new ghost friend. She was my ghost teacher. She had warned me about a coming storm. This did not leave me with good feelings. On a wrap, many things happened. One day, after swimming in Emily's Pool we were relaxing on her lawn and Satajia poked me and whispered;
"Mal, I think somethings wrong with Em."
I looked over at Emily who was by now running in circles in her lawn laughing in a way that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. We nodded to each other - we had a mutual agreement that if this ever happened we would surround them and attempt to fix them - and so we did just that. One of us on either side, we approached her. I don't remember exactly what happened next, but she snapped out of it and asked what happened. We all agreed it was the doings of Molly, considering that at one point of the de-possesion process she screamed;
"Die Satajia, DIE!"
Oh, did I leave out that Molly HATES Satajia? Well, she hates all of us, but Satajia most of all. Many possessions to Emily and me, but Satajia never got possessed, which we found odd.
Another day, I saw Molly at the end of the street, and she beckoned me. The rest I don't remember but Em and Satajia told me that I walked down the street with my head tilted to the side, and that when I got there I appeared to be flung forward, smacking the wall, then crumpling on the floor. Later, it happened again and they warned me that Molly might be attempting to kill me, by making me hit my head on the wooden fence, or the concrete and tar road.
Those events and many more lead to the epic night. Most likely the scariest ghost related experience any of us had ever had.
The Epic Night
One night me, Emily and Satajia were all at Em's house. During the Preamble of this story we had been meeting new ghosts one by one. At the end we had the G.A.'s (Guardian angels) Our protectors, and Molly's gang - our indefinite enemies. The G.A.'s are as follows: Karana (my ghost teacher); Tara (Em's ghost teacher); Samantha (Satajia's ghost teacher); Dustin (Satajia's ghost boyfriend); Spike (Emily's on and off ghost boyfriend). We went into the tree house. We could hear rumbling and clinging and screaming, the two 'gangs' were fighting. We were trapped up there with only our faith in the G.A.'s and 3 2-litters of pop. Me and Satajia wrote down somethings that were happening, but Emily told us she had a bad feeling about us doing that. In the end, our side one, i've only seen Molly/Sarah once or twice, and it seemed to be all over. A few days later, we reviewed our notebooks, left them outside, then came back and found them burnt, like someone used a magnifying glass and the sun to burn them. We don't remember what we wrote, and I guess we never will...