In Victorian England an orphaned boy goes to stay with his strange guardian in a desolate, moated manor house during a cold and snowy Christmas, where he soon realizes that the house and its grounds harbor many secrets, dead and alive.
Sounds a bit like The Woman in Black, no?
To win this gorgeous brand new hardbound ghost story, tell me about any hauntings you might have encountered, or ones you have heard rumors of in your community. If you can't think of one of those, just tell me what your favorite ghost story/book is.
Winner will be selected by my buddy Random Number Generator on Tuesday April 17, 2012, as Dawn is going on her own Spring Break. Be sure to leave a name with your entry, and check back to see if you won. To win you must be a teen (6th-12th grade, or 12-18) who uses a Sno-Isle Library.
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Oooh hauntings I have had many. You see, my sister is fond of a certain haunted graveyard in Arlington. There are many stories I can tell, but I'll share the one that I actually experienced. My sister had already gone to this graveyard at least twice, and told me the scary things that happened to her, and she was leading her friends, who were behind her in a different car, to this graveyard. As she was passing the entrance to the graveyard, there was a hitchiking woman on the side of the road, who basically stepped in front of my sister's car, my sister swerved, and missed the woman and continued driving. She called her friends, a bit freaked out, and told them to call her when they passed the creepy hitchhiker, because she was near the entrance to the graveyard. Well, the friends never called, she called them back and they told her, very seriously, that there was no hitchhiker. My sister, quite freaked out, returned home. Now, we were in her room, and she was telling me this story, and after she finished it, a strobe light that she has had for a long time, but hasn't used in years, clicked on. We looked at each other, she turned it off, and we slowly inched out of her room. She went across the hall and told my mom the story, as soon as she was finished...the strobe light turned on. At this point, we were both terrified. She turned the light off again, and went downstairs to tell our dad the story. When she finished, we both looked upstairs, and sure enough, the strobe light was flashing away again.
And that's only one story from the graveyard, there was also the time when a ghost stole her cell phone, or another time they threw gummy bear vitamins at my mother...yeah my house is a bit haunted :)
-AC Marysville
AC, this is all yours! Sending to Marysville c/o Laura.
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