Was it a trick? A ghost? or what? Downloaded a corrupt windows file and it wiped out her hard drive...don't you hate that when that happens? She will be out for a week for sure we just wanted you to know... Happy Haunting.... Festus
Once upon a time...in a scarey land below...a award appeared, from a friend or foe... A post I must make, to Thanks this ghostly friend. I hope they know how much it made me grin. Thanks to ... Kim of http://kimsprimsandwhimsies.blogspot.com/ Once an award is received, the rules are as follows: Put the logo on your blog.Add a link to the person who awarded you. Nominate at least seven other blogs. Add links to those blogs on your blog. Leave a message for your nominee on their blogs.
I have to tell you about the time I was going to stay for the summer with my Uncle Ben & Aunt Mae ...they had a quite little home on a hill in Reno, Nevada.
I would help my Aunt make breakfast for Uncle every morning...he ate the same Burned Bacon, Burned Toast and Black Coffee. Oh...it was awful....I could hardly stand to watch him eat it...I was only 9 at the time....Strange I thought...but that was my Uncle Ben !
But I so love to go visit them, My Aunt canning peaches, and made Chow Chow, and she love to make hats. She had this sun porch that Uncle would sometime nap in...if it was hot...as there was a nice breeze that would sweep thru the screens. I really did not like the creepy noises the old sun porch would make. So I hardly would go out there.
Now this was over 48 years ago and if I remember correctly ...they drove an old 56 Chevy. Uncle kept it so clean and shiny, and stored it in a barn like garage out back of the house.
One day my Aunt said we were going to clean out the garage, she thought there might be some nice fabric we could use to sew hats in all the old trunks stored out there.
It was dark and gloomy in that old garage. You could hear tiny noises, wind blowning thru the cracks. Very scarey place to a 9 year old.
But as my Aunt Mae opened the trunks , we all were surprised to see paints & brushes and rolled up canvas.
My eye opened so wide...I thought ...Oh my, I can paint, but my Aunt said maybe tomorrow... to late tonight.
All night I dreamed of painting, the brushes seem to float...in my hands, the canvas was almost alive.
Well the next morning , I hurried to the garage to get the brushes and paint supplies, my Uncle and Aunt stood there looking at something.... then they turned to me and said ...we told you not to paint last night. But I did not paint, I said.
Then I saw the canvas...it was just like in my dream, the color were the same. Had I painted this or had a ghost? I never went into the garage again.
But I do paint, or do I ?
_____________________ When I was six, Aunt Martha came to our house after spending two years in New Orleans. She has done some well-known researches on voodoo and evil paranormal influences in her life. She even won an award or two for her efforts. She was on a two-month long vacation after finishing her thesis. Even before she came, mother and father used to discuss her strange beliefs and about what she had chosen to research and I got rather afraid of things they used to say about her. My father said that she was strange, even as a child, and used to scream through the night and throw her books and playthings around for no apparent reason. Next day, my grandmother used to make her pick up her things and she always insisted that she was not the one to throw things and always blamed it all on her doll. When she was around 10, she suddenly declared that she wanted to go and study in a boarding school. Just before she was leaving for the school, she said to my grandmother, “Mom, I know you never believed me or will ever believe me. But I never did anything wrong. It was my doll. I have thrown it in the river now but I am still afraid that she will seek vengeance on me fortrying to get rid of her. So, I am leaving. If something happens to me, please believe me for once.” Then, she went off for school and since then, she has always found excuses to avoid coming back to visit. We still lived in the grandmother’s house and nothing had ever happened to us. When she came, I was reluctant to talk to Aunt Martha but I soon found out that she was very sweet and nice. She brought many presents for me and she looked quite sane. Then, one night I brought up the topic of the scary doll and she suddenly grew pale. She told me that she still maintained that it was not she who threw the things but her evil doll. She had tried to lock it in the cabinet, throw it in the dustbin, cut it to pieces and even burn it, but it always managed to somehow come back on her dresser with an evil grin on her face, challenging her to get rid of it. It was the doll who used to throw things and even scream in her voice while she used to hide herself in the blanket and sob silently until someone came in to lash at her. I listened to her with a skeptic’s heart. Aunt Martha’s room was now being used as the family room and at the place, where her dresser was kept, was now the fireplace. Aunt Martha was still thinking about her previous days and I was trying to decide whether to believe her or not when suddenly, I heard a loud piercing scream. I naturally looked at Aunt Martha, who was pale white, her lips pursed tightly together and two tears were about to roll from the corner of her eyes. She was staring at something. I looked where she was looking, when my eyes fell on an old rag doll with an evil grin on it's face....sitting on the fireplace, staring directly at Aunt Martha. She was definitely not there a moment before. The very next day, Aunt Martha left, though she had promised to stay 20 more days. I never saw the doll again and I never want to. And Aunt Martha has never returned ! You never know if a child imagination has taken over or could it be true?
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Long ago..this holiday came... So children of all ages...would be made to scream Knock on each door...and say Trick or Treat And hope they have something there good to eat Slowly the door might open and creek Holding our breathe , affraid to speak. Out of the dark, these words you might hear Oh...what a great costume...My dear !
Welcome to Babycakes ...All She Wrote...
a blog full of Whimsical Halloween Creations by S. Caldwell of Babycakes Doodles & Designs. ( Auctions by Babycakes)
From stories, poems, doodles, painting and clay makedos.
Halloween is my favorite time of the year....
So I decide to show you some of my wares and to write a little.
I will try not to make you scream...but a ghoulish giggle may be my thing!!
As you can see some are FOR SALE....and if you don't see what you want.
From Molding a Makedo or Painting a Mask....
You are welcome to ask ...and I will try to do the task!
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If I could paint Jackos all year, I would... If Corn Candy I could eat all year , I would... If I could make witches and masks all year, I would... If Devil and Demons I could mold or paint all year, I would... Screams and Cries...I would love to hear Longing for Bats to fly by my ear As ghouls creepyingly float Ghost come by from down at the moat Halloween thing I love to share With you all thru out the year.
Today our country starts to make a change There are those who are scared They hearts beat fast And hands are sweating Don't know what may come to pass They have no idea Things moving so fast What will round the corner next Be it good or bad Be it large or small Hold your breathe and close your eyes And soon you will see it all We surely are in for a ride Masks will come off soon And we may jump with fright Or be mad as heck Halloween will be back again next year.... But All she wrote will be right here ...have no fear. Writing my poems, and love to showcase some Halloween art Just what I made this blog for anyway. Wasn't I smart ? So If you like Halloween blogs and you want me to see... Email me here And do tell me ...
There is a scary house on my block
Kids don't stop there...they run by and stare
On Halloween you see a light in the window
But dark the house seems
Still its the old scary house
So kids just scream
Now if you think you can handle it
Knock on there door and see
If people live there or goblins and ghouls
Or if candy treats there will be
But this I can say...I am not going there
that Scary House ...is to scary I swear !
It's a Devil of a Note Ghouls and Goblins Will rise and float We'll hand out lot of sweet treats and hope to not see things with teeth Yes it that scary day of the year... Coming soon.... Folks have no fear. Mask and costumes will appear Screams and moans oh you will hear. If you don't like the dark stay at home and play it smart. I just hope...you will know... When ....It's a Devil of a Note ! S. Caldwell 2008
Little Ghost Story Poem
Let me tell you a little story about a Ghost name Fred. Scared lots of folks, cause he was dead. Flyin' around thru walls and things. Never saying nothing, just Boos & Screams He made it hard for anyone to see Fred was just nice and friendly as can be. Cause he thought folks might not like him as a host. Having a Halloween Party, what he wanted the most His guest list was hard to make ... Vampires, witches, and werewolves don't eat cake. If you think this story was real or fake. Old Halloween Fred gives out cookies he baked.
Oh I just had to show you some of my friends Halloween Goodies Click on the Pictures to go see them. I just this Bottom's Up Witch she is to die for...LOL Made by Lisa of Skunk Hollow Click on the picture or here ... http://skunkhollowcountrystore.blogspot.com/
Monkey - Cats Studio
Monkey -Cats Studio by Laurie Hardin
OMG...Halloween is alive and well. If you love Halloween you must check out Monkey - Cats Studio by Laurie Hardin. Her work is great, she makes Halloween come alive with her "Mad Hatter Skelly" and "Hocus Pocus Skelly" for the Spooky Times Jingles update and her painting is so whimsical. She is one of my favorite artists online. And I just had to show you some of her work here on All She Wrote... This is a must see ! To visit her blog click on the link below. http://lauriehardinsaccents.blogspot.com/
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Halloween Clip Art
Find This Witch Zombie on my Etsy Shop $3
Zombie Witch Digi MPD Contest by Sandra Caldwell
NEW PRIM GREETING CARDS
Devilish Prim Kitty Card...For Sale Now at Greeting Card Universe ( click on image)
Old Times Halloween Wares Pic
Posion Labels....Oh dear !
Good HALLOWEEN Movie called...
Brotherhood of the Wolf
Little about the movie...Brotherhood of the Wolf
Brotherhood of the Wolf (Le Pacte Des Loups) leaps the realms of suspense with the aspect of a thrilling international film . Has a Mysterious beast, that ravages the countryside, two unlikely heroes are call to fight the evil. And their battle is against dark, unspeakable terror, it has martial arts, great costumes & sexual excitement , and heartbreakable events add touches of witch craft, and folklore. A truely chilling adventure . Check it out... rent it on DVD....if you dare !