Haunted Blog...
This story started in the pages of Showcase Magazine and is being serialized in this blog. The latest entry is at the end of this page...
I have started this blog to inform others of the dangers of dabbling
with the occult. I will update it regularly and let me warn you it will
be unedited. There are not earthly explanations for the things that
started happening and are still happening to Jess and myself after the
night of June 14, 2005. I know some of will probably wonder how in the
world can I remember these dates. Well, after the freaky events of June
17, I secretly started keeping a journal. -William
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The rest of Sunday evening was quiet. There was a cool gentle breeze blowing as I saw Jess off Monday morning. She seemed to be fine as she pulled out of the driveway. I didn’t want to see her leave. I never do but this time I was really worried about her. Even though she acted normal there had to be residual effect to what had happened to her.
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He said “sit” as the force moved me directly in front of him. “Do you want to know why this is happening to you?” he said. I could not speak, my mouth opened but nothing not even air would come out. His mouth opened and said “yes” in my voice. “Don’t worry I will speak for you” he said. “Daniel Hyler took his own life in this house for the very same reason you are going to take yours tonight. Hyler was eaten alive with guilt, guilt of cheating on the love of his life, just like you did last year. Do you remember that William?”
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I sat in the chair for what had to be hours. Stunned not knowing what to do. I had cheated on Jess last year. The burden of not telling her had been killing me inside. I really do love her. It was the biggest mistake that I had ever made.
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I called Father Vicks and luckily he had some free time. I showered and headed right over. There were no interruptions this time; it was as if the dark figure really had given me the day in peace. I arrived at the church; Father Vicks greeted me at the door. We went into his office and I spilled my guts about the one night stand. It felt like a huge weight lifted off of me. Of course he told me that I had to tell her, I already knew that though, I was just dreading it. I knew that this would end things between us and rightly so but I did not want to lose her. Father reassured me that it was the right thing to do and that “I had to take my poison like a man”. We said our goodbyes and I went home.
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I went to the bedroom knowing that there was no way that I would be able to rest. Apparently I was wrong; I must have dozed off because I was awoken with a violently shaking of the bed. The first thing that caught my eye was the glaring of the alarm clock. The time was 3:45 a.m. Gathering my bearings I saw the dark cloaked figure standing over me.
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August 22 was not a typical southern summer day. There was a chill in the air accompanied by a cold rain and dark gray skies. It was also the day that we laid William to rest. I suppose the atmosphere was fitting for a funeral.
Father Vicks lead a heart filled service that was nearly drowned out by the sounds of mourning. He painted a picture of William that made him seem almost saint-like and of course everyone soaked than image in. I, on the other hand was nauseas, it was all I could not to vomit. William was a pitiful excuse of a man. Did he really think that I did not know that he cheated on me? How dare he attempt to keep that from me and continue on like he loved me more than life itself?
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