Snoopy just appeared... it's time...
I have to face the shadows.
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The story of the Ghost Cat - just in time for Halloween
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Posted 4 years ago by owlwatcher_974 #
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The white cat tried to block our way into the back bedroom but, when Snoopy moved toward it, it bolted back into the bedroom. Then Snoopy looked up at me with those piercing blue eyes as if he was trying to tell me something. I know what he was trying to say. We have to get into the back room and we have to hurry. There isn't much time.
I took a deep breath and walked through the shadow men and into the back bedroom. The light was off when I first came in here so I turned on the bathroom light then turned on this computer so I could let everybody know what is happening. The shadows are now trying to move close to me but Snoopy is standing between me and them. Still, it's too dark in here. I have to turn on the light.
To my surprise, the shadow men just stood their ground as I reached through to the light switch. I almost wish I had left the light off though. These shadow things are far spookier with the light on because now I can see them more clearly.
Posted 4 years ago by owlwatcher_974 #
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The shadows are fading as if they are frightened of something. Snoopy just ran into the little hallway in front of the closet and disappeared. I am scared yet I think I know what is about to happen. I just hope I am right
Posted 4 years ago by owlwatcher_974 #
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I cannot believe what has just happened. I knew earlier tonight yet I still cannot believe it.
After Snoopy ran into the hallway and disappeared, a glowing yellow/white light appeared in the hallway and all the shadows disappeared completely. Then white cat suddenly appeared in front of me and tried to attack me. Snoopy came running out of the hallway and both of them disappeared for a moment then Snoopy just reappeared right in front of my eyes. He walked toward the hallway then turned to face me as if he were wanting to show me something.
Then... my grandfather came walking out from the hallway... I couldn't believe it yet it was actually happening. I still wasn't sure it was him until he started talking to me. He looked sick just like he did in the picture I found earlier and he seemed tired as if he were still having trouble breathing yet his eyes were bright as he smiled at me."Is...is..it really you?"
"Yes, honey, it's me."
"Why are you here? Is everything okay?"
He walked toward me with a reassuring smile. As if sensing that I was still afraid, Snoopy started rubbing up against my legs.
My grand father leaned against the dresser as if he were trying to catch his breath. After a couple of minutes, he began to speak.
He gestured toward the desk chair, "Sit down. I have messages for you from your mom and your dad and your grandma."
Still unsure what to make of all this I asked, "Why didn't they come to give me the messages?"
"Because, I am still close to this place. Remember what I told your mother on the Ouija board? I did a lot of things wrong in my life. I prayed the sinners prayer and made my peace with God before I left but still, I am sort of stuck in between until the time comes. Then I can go to His house."
Trembling from the shock of what was happening, I sat down to listen to him.
My grandfather made a gesture and the chair that used to sit in in front of the dresser suddenly appeared. He pulled the chair up so that we were sitting closer together.
"Your mom wants you to know that it isn't your fault she's gone. It was God's decision. If you had been able to talk her into going to the hospital, she would have passed away there. But she wanted to be at home where she was comfortable when it happened."
Tears began to stream down my face as I thought about my mom's last night.
My grandfather continued, "Your grandma wants you to quit feeling bad about things. She knows you think you were a lousy caregiver after she had the stroke. You did the best you could. You had so many things you were going through and we're all just glad that your doing so much better now."
Snoopy jumped up on the desk behind me and began to playfully swat at my head as I began to cry again. Without thinking, I gave him a playful whap on the head. He responded by attacking my hand with both teeth and claws.
My grandfather chuckled as he watched us play. "Your dad wants to thank you for that card you gave him for father's day. He was worried you would always think of him as your stepdad and never your dad."
"He may have been my stepfather but he will always be my father." I said as I got choked up again. Of course, Snoopy wasn't going to let this opportunity go by. He immediately attacked my head, only retreating when I returned the attack. Now he sat on the desk in his fighting position with tail switching and ears laid back. One paw raised ready to strike.
"Oh, one more thing." I turned my attention back to my grandfather and he gestured toward the dusty synthesizers that had sat unplayed for several months. "Your mother wants you to start playing and writing again. She also says she is very proud of you."
I made the mistake of getting choked up and felt the wrath of Ya-hoo. This time I turned my full attention to my furry attacker and returned fire in full force.
"At least you can't shred my arms like you used to!" I said then looked at my hands which were all scratched and bloody even though I hadn't felt any pain. "Hey, that's not fair!" I playfully attacked the Siamese whirlwind again only to lose miserably.
"Yep, that's my Ya-hoo!" my grandfather beamed proudly.
Finally, Ya-hoo jumped down and started rubbing up against my legs like a sweet kitty again.
My grandfather held up a photo to show me. It was my grandmother looking much younger and happier. "This is the way she looks now. Not horribly sick like she was when she left this world." He held up another picture of my mom and dad both looking much younger and happier. "See, they are all okay now. Nothing that happened to them here affects them now."
I fought to hold back more tears then I looked at my grandfather. "But, why aren't you...?"
He answered my question before I could finish. "Because, I am still in between worlds. I have to deal with being sick for a while longer. But don't worry, I will be well when I finally am able to go to His house."
"One more thing, why was that other cat trying to attack me and why were those weird shadow people trying to scare me?
"They were sent here to scare you and to try to keep you away from this room so you wouldn't talk to me. They want you to be unhappy so you won't do the things you are supposed to do in this world. That's all I can tell you."
My grandfather rose to his feet as I asked one final question, "What did you mean when you told mom you were 'in Ya-hoo'?"
"Ya-hoo was my link to this world for a time."
"Were you the ghost cat?"
He shook his head. "Nope, but that is a mystery you will have to wait to have solved. It's time for me to leave now." He said as he put on the hat that he always used to wear.
I jumped up and gave him a big hug. "I miss you."
He hugged me back and smiled. "Don't worry, you'll see me and everybody else again."
He turned and called Ya-hoo to follow him. I quickly picked up the squirming cat for a hug and the room was filled with the echoing sound of a happy cat purring. After a moment I put him back down on the floor so he could follow my grandfather.
My grandfather smiled and waved as he went into the hallway and disappeared, Ya-hoo following close behind.
After watching them disappear, I wiped the tears from my eyes and turned toward the computer to finish telling my story.
THE END
Posted 4 years ago by owlwatcher_974 #
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Okay, I hope you all enjoyed the story. Just like I did earlier, I will now go over certain points in the story and tell you what was true and what was made up/ embellished etc... I am doing these by memory so they may not be in order.
Here goes
1) The events that occurred when I was 8 and alone in the house - partially true/not sure. My memory is a little hazy but the TV did turn on by itself and this was not unusual. As for the TV changing channels, I can't trust my memory on that one. The basement door really did rattle but I have no idea if I opened it or not. I do remember going back in to the kitchen and seeing the doorknob in the door.
2) The incident with the sirens and the heavy footsteps in the house - all true. It happened exactly as I told it.
3) The white shape that moved pass the couch as my roommate and I ate dinner - true. I still do not know what that was.
4) The story about the car - all true.
5) Various sightings of the ghost cats and the shadows - all made up. So was the conversation with my grandfather.
6) The pictures and the photo albums - embellished/made up. The noise I heard was the front of the drawer falling off. This gave me the idea for having the photos lead into the various parts of the story.
Well, that's about it.
Thank you all for reading my story and I hope you weren't disappointed by the ending.
Posted 4 years ago by owlwatcher_974 #
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This was truly fun. I could barely wait for the end.
Thanks for the drams, and the sightings.Posted 4 years ago by artistabobbi TX 1/17 #
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Ok, you have to put this all together and publish it somewhere. I'm not one for spooky stories, well any kind of that genre, (Stephan King scares the hell out of me) but this one kept my attention. I kept hoping it would have the ending it did, and found it very satisfying. Reminded me of the Saturday matinee cliffhangers, where the anticipation would build and build....and then you had to wait for next Saturday! (yes, I'm that old)
Posted 4 years ago by paulajeanne #
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Owlwatcher, your story was positively enrapturing! I had to leave my house in the middle of it and when I got home, the first thing I did was jump online and see how far it had gone. You built up the suspense very well. I felt that the parts of the story that were memories from childhood helped to develop the characters so that it was easier to care for them. I write a bit myself, so I know how difficult it is to turn out something as seemingly effortless as that tale. I fully agree with everyone else who has been saying that you should be published. You can weave the words quite well, if that's your desire, I say you should pursue it.
:) Just my two cents.Posted 4 years ago by jessesgirl #
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Owlwatcher, I agree with all on this site that you have the gift for writing. That story kept me rapt from beginning to end. It was almost as if I was there. You really should consider writing it and publishing it. That and the stupid coworker stories! Those are too funny.
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Thank you all for your kind comments. I will consider what you all have said about publishing the story but that would probably be sometime in the distant future. Right now I am way to bogged down with studying, homework, class projects, and one monster of a paper on stonehenge. I just wish that the stonehenge paper could be more of a creative writing assignment rather than a research paper.
Posted 4 years ago by owlwatcher_974 #
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Boy, you are right! The atmosphere at Stonehenge would make for a great tale; have read a few with Druids, etc....maybe the prof would enjoy a different take on the assignment!
Posted 4 years ago by paulajeanne #
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Owlwatcher, print out this thread! Then when you are ready to can come back and develope the story for possible publication. I was an excellent piece of work and one to be proud of. Maybe you can use it for a class assignment or get estra credit for writing it.
I loved the ending. When you go back to writing it up, do a little more with the shadow man/men to further heighten the suspense. They should actually attempt to harm the main character and they should give her feelings of despair and failure. This will make the ending all that much better. I could really see a fiction magazine publishing this some day.
Posted 4 years ago by KYKAT 12 23 #
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One of the scifi mags.
Posted 4 years ago by paulajeanne #
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