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Advanced Reader Copy of Saundra Mitchell's February 2009 debut novel + your choice of Grand Prize Pack 1 or 2 (described below).
To ENTER: Leave a comment telling about a haunted place in your town, a ghost you've seen, so something that scared the beejeezzies out of you (books count of course!!).
Deadline Oct 16 midnight CST
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Shadowed Summer by Saundra Mitchell
Iris is ready for another hot, routine summer in her small Louisiana town, hanging around the Red Stripe grocery with her best friend, Collette, and traipsing through the cemetery telling each other spooky stories and pretending to cast spells. Except this summer, Iris doesn’t have to make up a story. This summer, one falls right in her lap.
Years ago, before Iris was born, a local boy named Elijah Landry disappeared. All that remained of him were whispers and hushed gossip in the church pews. Until this summer. A ghost begins to haunt Iris, and she’s certain it’s the ghost of Elijah. What really happened to him? And why, of all people, has he chosen Iris to come back to?
Ghost Week Grand Prize #1:
Must Love Black by Kelly McClymer
To ENTER: Leave a comment telling about a haunted place in your town, a ghost you've seen, so something that scared the beejeezzies out of you (books count of course!!).
Deadline Oct 16 midnight CST
For extra chances to win click HERE for details!
***All entries will be automatically entered to win the Paranormal Powerball***
ARC!ARC!ARC!
Shadowed Summer by Saundra Mitchell
Iris is ready for another hot, routine summer in her small Louisiana town, hanging around the Red Stripe grocery with her best friend, Collette, and traipsing through the cemetery telling each other spooky stories and pretending to cast spells. Except this summer, Iris doesn’t have to make up a story. This summer, one falls right in her lap.
Years ago, before Iris was born, a local boy named Elijah Landry disappeared. All that remained of him were whispers and hushed gossip in the church pews. Until this summer. A ghost begins to haunt Iris, and she’s certain it’s the ghost of Elijah. What really happened to him? And why, of all people, has he chosen Iris to come back to?
Ghost Week Grand Prize #1:
Must Love Black by Kelly McClymer
String of Ghost Lights
Ty Ghost Bear "Sheetsies"
Fuze Magic "Haunted" Quartz Necklace
Ghost key chain & more fun ghostly goodies
Halloween Tattoos and Candy
Ghost Marshmallow Peeps
Lighted ghost bobble headband
String of Ghost Lights
Ty Ghost Bear "Sheetsies"
Fuze Magic "Haunted" Quartz Necklace
Ghost key chain & more fun ghostly goodies
Halloween Tattoos and Candy
Ghost Marshmallow Peeps
Lighted ghost bobble headband
Haunted Magic 8 Ball
Ty Ghost Bear "Sheetsies"
Fuze Magic "Haunted" Quartz Necklace
Ghost key chain & more fun ghostly goodies
Halloween Tattoos and Candy
Ghost Marshmallow Peeps
Lighted ghost bobble headband
Haunted Magic 8 Ball
NANNY FOR 10-YR-OLD TWINS. MAINE COAST. OWN ROOM & GENEROUS SALARY. MUST LOVE BLACK. "Must love black?" Sounds like a coffee-loving, seclusion-seeking goth girl's dream job. Philippa isn't fazed by the fog-enshrouded mansion on a cliff, the weirdest twins on the planet, or even the rumors about ghosts, "cause when she meets the estate's hot gardener, Philippa's pretty sure she's found her dream boy, too. Too bad Geoff's already taken by a girl whose wardrobe is head-to-toe pink. Still, Philippa can't get Geoff out of her head. What will it take to lure him to the dark side?
Project 17 by Laurie Faria Stolarz
Someone was looking at me, a disturbing sensation if you’re dead. Though I could not feel paper between my fingers, smell ink, or taste the tip of a pencil, I could see and hear the world with all the clarity of the Living. They, on the other hand, did not see me as a shadow or a floating vapor. To the Quick, I was empty air.
Or so I thought.
In the class of the high school English teacher she has been haunting, Helen feels them: For the first time in 130 years, human eyes are looking at her. They belong to a boy, a boy who has not seemed remarkable until now. And Helen–terrified, but intrigued–is drawn to him. The fact that he is in a body and she is not presents this unlikely couple with their first challenge. But as the lovers struggle to find a way to be together, they begin to discover the secrets of their former lives and of the young people they come to possess.
Or so I thought.
In the class of the high school English teacher she has been haunting, Helen feels them: For the first time in 130 years, human eyes are looking at her. They belong to a boy, a boy who has not seemed remarkable until now. And Helen–terrified, but intrigued–is drawn to him. The fact that he is in a body and she is not presents this unlikely couple with their first challenge. But as the lovers struggle to find a way to be together, they begin to discover the secrets of their former lives and of the young people they come to possess.
Project 17 by Laurie Faria StolarzHigh atop Hathorne Hill, near Boston, sits Danvers State Hospital. Built in 1878 and closed in 1992, this abandoned mental institution is rumored to be the birthplace of the lobotomy. Locals have long believed the place to be haunted. They tell stories about the unmarked graves in the back, of the cold spots felt throughout the underground tunnels, and of the treasures found inside: patients' personal items like journals, hair combs, and bars of soap, or even their old medical records, left behind by the state for trespassers to view.
On the eve of the hospital's demolition, six teens break in to spend the night and film a movie about their adventures. For Derik, it's an opportunity to win a filmmaking contest and save himself from a future of flipping burgers at his parents' diner. For the others, it's a chance to be on TV, or a night with no parents. But what starts as a playful dare quickly escalates into a frenzy of nightmarish action. Behind the crumbling walls, down every dark passageway, and in each deserted room, they will unravel the mysteries of those who once lived there and the spirits who still might.
On the eve of the hospital's demolition, six teens break in to spend the night and film a movie about their adventures. For Derik, it's an opportunity to win a filmmaking contest and save himself from a future of flipping burgers at his parents' diner. For the others, it's a chance to be on TV, or a night with no parents. But what starts as a playful dare quickly escalates into a frenzy of nightmarish action. Behind the crumbling walls, down every dark passageway, and in each deserted room, they will unravel the mysteries of those who once lived there and the spirits who still might.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
And if I should die before I awake,
I pray the popular attend my wake.
Charlotte Usher feels practically invisible at school, and then one day she really is invisible. Even worse: she's dead. And all because she choked on a gummy bear. But being dead doesn't stop Charlotte from wanting to be popular; it just makes her more creative about achieving her goal.
If you thought high school was a matter of life or death, wait till you see just how true that is.In this satirical, yet heartfelt novel, Hurley explores the invisibility we all feel at some times and the lengths we'll go to be seen.
Charlotte Usher feels practically invisible at school, and then one day she really is invisible. Even worse: she's dead. And all because she choked on a gummy bear. But being dead doesn't stop Charlotte from wanting to be popular; it just makes her more creative about achieving her goal.
If you thought high school was a matter of life or death, wait till you see just how true that is.In this satirical, yet heartfelt novel, Hurley explores the invisibility we all feel at some times and the lengths we'll go to be seen.
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Comments
I don't even like talking about my ghosty experiences. They were...real. You know? The big one was when I lived on Hilton Head Island. I was ten, in fourth grade, and I was shooting hoops by myself in our driveway. On the plantation in which we lived, there was lots and lots of tropical foliage, and it surrounded our house, making most of the area between houses impassable.
I felt strange--not alone--and looked up. There was a girl -- I had the impression that she was fourteen, no older, no younger -- walking through the heavy plants, not making a sound. She wore a blue dress from what I'd later be able to place as the 1890s, and she stopped about two feet from the driveway, just looking at me.
I dropped the basketball and ran inside.
I didn't go outside by myself for about a month.
When I was in sixth grade, my best friend and I were looking through "real Carolina ghost" books at the library, and I found a story of "The Blue Lady of Hilton Head". You can check out the story here, on Google Books. The age didn't match up with that of Caroline, the lighthouse keeper's daughter, and the lighthouse was on the other side of the island from which I lived, but I couldn't help but wonder if the girl I'd seen was one of the "older children" gone missing.
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When I lived in Maine, I was reading Salem's Lot. I don't know if you've ever read it, but the fictional town, Jerusalem's Lot, is surrounded by REAL towns, so you can almost make out where, on the map, Salem's Lot is. Well, I was reading this book, late at night, all alone, and it mentioned something about how the town where all the vampires were was "directly north of Grey." Well, that was when I realized that the actual town that was North of the town of Grey, Maine was.... the ONE I WAS IN!!! I didn't sleep at all that night.
I recently read an ARC of Carrie Ryan's THE FOREST OF HANDS AND TEETH. I'm a total wimp about scary things, and I made it through, but there were a couple of parts where I'd look around, worried zombies were going to be trying to come through the window. She made it so REAL. My husband went out of town for a week recently. I had to sleep with a light on.
Thing is...she's been dead for years.
But to me, so-called "horror" isn't what's really scary - real life is. I remember watching "The Jeffersons" episode of South Park and being so creeped out when Mr Jefferson came to Stan's (or was it Kyle's?) window, and he was in bed with the kids. Totally freaked me out.
Have a lovely day! :-)
People were talking about the Bloody Mary mirror thing, and I did that with my cousins when i was younger and they had a red pointer light and pointed it at the mirror, but i didn't know and it freaked me out soo much...and from then on, i was very scared of the idea. mirrors still freak me out, like someone else mentioned, in the dark at least.
when i was younger, my mom even had to show me the back of the mirror was cardboard so nothing could come out of it, so i would sleep!! it was awful. LOL
-Lauren
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Clear as mud? LOL.
-Lauren
And then, one afternoon, I was helping her build a fort out of fallen branches and I got chills. I turned behind me and thought I saw a man in black watching us, but as soon as I looked at him he vanished. I didn't think much about it, until it happened again. I told her and we both stood up. "I think we should go inside," I remember saying. We took two steps toward our house, and a tree fell *right where we had been playing.* I mean the WHOLE tree just...fell. No wind, nothing to push it over. And it was still green and healthy.
Needless to say, we freaked out and ran screaming into the house. No one could explain how the tree fell, and we were not allowed to play in the forest by ourselves again. (Not that we minded. We were seriously spooked.) I have no idea who (or what) I saw, but I sometimes wonder if he had something to do with the tree falling.
and we had an abandoned Catholic school in the town I used to live in--they had started to make it into apartments but then abandoned that too so it was barely remodeled making it even worse--we all swore there were ghosts in it