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Thursday, October 29, 2009

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Jack Evil’s The Halloween Story Part 1

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                                                                                                                      Ronnell Smith
                                                                                                                          10-28-09


                                       Jack Evil’s The Halloween Story Part 1

October 31st, 1979 the Evil’s was the richest people in town and very happy. Until a new member was added to the Evil’s by Ms. Evils, he was born October 31st, 1979. He was the baby nobody wouldn’t like the Evil’s thought it was the ugliest baby ever born, they named the baby Jack, and is deformed with a little head and a big body. The Evil’s now have a family and they are miserable more than ever, their money is getting low because of child support and difficulties with the child. Jack Evil’s has been abused by his parents a lot because they blame it his fault that they are losing money and being miserable. Through the years, Jack has grown, being picked on at school and at home.

Until one day on Jack’s birthday, which was Halloween, and it was a thunder storm with compulsive lightning. Jack thought his birthday was going to be the best but, his parents didn’t care about him it was October 31st, 1998 he was twenty years old. So his parents thought since he is 20 years old he can go buy his own house and get out of their house. So Jack’s parents kicked him out of the house and Jack was crying and weeping, Jack didn’t know what to do. Jack was in the middle of the street and it was raining, thundering and lightning like crazy. All of a sudden BAM!!!!! Jack was striked by lightning and was killed. Jack has been dead for 10 years, but is he really dead is the question. Jack got striked by lightning by his house where he used to live and he is still there today. Jack’s parents were murdered by an ugly, weird looking man that had burned up looking clothes and his head was so small it looked like the Evil’s son. It was Jack who killed his parent’s he came back to life on his birthday and broked into his parent’s house and had his birthday he dreamed of. He chopped his moms head off and used her as balloons, and then he chopped her body up, baked her in the oven and used her fingers, eyes, and nose as the decorations on the cake. Now his dad was the last one he chased his dad all through the house and finally he caught him and then chopped his head off and

Jack used his dads head as a replacement for his head. All Jack wanted for his birthday was to get revenge on his parents, and have a cuter face. Jack’s birthday went as he wanted it to be even though he is dead he Jack is Back from the dead. 10 years later after that tragic murder, Jack would rise from the dead on his birthday killing people that moved into the Evil’s house just because that’s all he wanted to do for his birthday was to kill people because nobody liked not even his parents. Everybody that ever lived in the Evil’s house in the past is dead and it all happened on the 31st, Jack’s birthday. There was this time when he killed a family of four they were all sitting down at the dining table all dead with birthday hats on and the mom was the birthday cake.

Jack would always bake the mom as a reminder of what he did to his mom and the dad he did the same he chopped the dads head off and used it as his new head. It was a bloody murder nobody knew who was doing the murders it went a mystery for 10 years and never found out who did it. Now it’s 2009 in the month of October 28th and the family that lives in the Evil’s house today doesn’t know what has happened in the house but, when October 31st comes it will be a real spooky Halloween party again. To Be Continued.....

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

rons psychic ability story

The Experience of Psychic By:Ron
Ability 10-19-09




The thing that made me write this essay was what had happened in my psychology class. It was a Friday and I walked into my psychology class thinking we were going to prepare for our upcoming class, but I was all wrong. My professor walked in and claimed he had ESP, which is extrasensory perception. He said that he could read people’s minds and know what we were thinking. My teacher asked us to write anything simple on a piece of paper and fold the paper in half. My classmates wrote a message on the paper and handed the papers to him. One by one he read them and had most of my classmates, including me believing he could do that. To my surprise, what he said was completely false and he went on to say how there is no such thing as ESP and psychics because there were not any tests to prove that there were. By this time I was upset because I couldn’t argue my point and I knew other wise to his theory of there are no psychics and no ESP. If psychics were false and ESP was false, then what could be said of my friend, Denzeil.

Denzeil and I have known each other for 6 years now. I never truly found out about his special gift till we started talking about the time I had an experience with ghost and realized that we were exactly alike. He told me, he can talk to ghosts and spirits. He just had experiences where he is not himself, but someone else from a different time and a different place. Denzeil trusted me, and knew I wouldn’t treat him like a crazy person who needed psychiatric help. Denzeil and I have the same ability to talk to ghosts and there has been time after time where we are together and we have the same experience with a ghost.

The first experience Denzeil and I had with spirits, was with the ability to hear spirits. One night his family had a get together. His brother, sister-in-law, nephew and I showed up and were getting ready for bed. It was the middle of the night and Denzeil and I were sleeping in the same room and we were awakened because we heard a voice saying out loud “Go check on your nephew. He is not breathing.” We thought nothing of it, but this voice we was hearing would not let Denzeil and I go back to sleep. We gave in and walked to his nephew’s room. We looked in the crib and realized that his nephew truly was not breathing. Denzeil would come to find out that the spirit was his dad named Fred. Fred is always around to protect his nephew. If it wouldn’t have been for Fred
bugging Denzeil and me in the middle of the night, then his nephew could be dead. The next day we told Denzeil’s mom about what had happened to us, but she just thought we were crazy.

If there truly were no such thing as psychics than why is she on so many shows and have so many books out? I started with the second book written about her instinct called The Truth about Psychics. Psychic Sylvia Brown was born a psychic and came from a long line of family members that had the psychic ability. From a very young age, she was encountered by ghosts and spirits, but had only her grandma Ada to talk to.


Sylvia talked about her favorite ghost story in 1990. She received a call telling her that she should investigate a haunting on the Queen Mary. Sylvia agreed without hesitation. As she stepped on the Queen Mary, she was in awe by the ship. She looked around and told the crew and the TV crew that was taping, that there were no ghosts. See Sylvia loathes telling a lie just to boost ratings, but the further she walked, she started to realize the ship was truly haunted. She heard footsteps and then noticed ghosts dancing and talking. One ghost was more enthusiastic than the rest and was happy to see that Sylvia could see and talk to her. The ghost’s name was Mary.

So Denzeil and I would spend the night at each other house through the years, and we would have so many ghost experiences. The experiences at my house are rather weak, because we can only see ghost white shadows and as we go up the stairs we would see white footprints. The mystery in my house goes yet unknown to who has died in my house. At Denzeil’s house, his ghostly encounter, he knows come to be his dad, Robert. That died in his house. Denzeil and I still have ghost experiences to this very day, but not as much as before.