The Séance

Reads 68
Votes 6
Parts 12
Time 1h 34m

Reads 68
Votes 6
Parts 12
Time 1h 34m

anestasia cats halloween highschool magic massacheusetts occult owls paranormal possession seance

Anestasia and her friends go to a local cemetery for some fun on Halloween.  It's supposed to be harmless, but they wake something up.  Now they have to send it back.All Rights Reserved

anestasia cats halloween highschool magic massacheusetts occult owls paranormal possession seance

Table of contents

12 parts

#254occult

Content Guidelines

You may also like

*(COMPLETED) "The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you weren't worth the truth." He bit his lip. "I wanted to te-" His eyes began to water and as a single tear fell he looked at me and said "but what if you've been lying for so long you don't know how to tell the truth?" "I have and so will you." He shook his head, shut his eyes, and leaned his forehead against the glass. "And here I was thinking you would admit that you don't tell the truth either." I gripped the telephone as my knuckles turned white. "What do you mean?" "Come on Zoey I've seen you sneaking around acting like you're busy. You're hiding something and you won't tell me." All Zoey Campbell ever wanted to do was keep her head down and get through high school. Too bad it isn't that easy. Zoey is tired of everything and everyone. She is tired of being pushed around and tired of watching in the shadows. She is tired of pretending to like that girl that doesn't even know her name. Tired of pretending that she is ok when she isn't. She is constantly hoping for a better way out thinking she should just disappear. All she wants to do is scream but no matter how loud she screams no one can hear her. Don't worry things just get worse. Everyone thinks she's a "sick" girl and just another suicide case waiting to happen. I mean what kind of girl sits by herself everyday right? Zoey is running out of time and she thinks no one has tried to help her until her "special" speech in class. No one really cares about what she really thinks anyway. It just that feeling of pity. Everyone thinks she really is sick but she knows she's not. But what if she is? Maybe all it takes is that one thing to make her snap. As her life gets thrown into chaos and deep dark secrets she can't help but try to figure out the truth. Will she find a way to let her new friends save her or will she just end up as another suicide case? *Disclaimer wrote this in 2017 when I was 14.

A group of friends discover something unexplainable. Something that will uncover and unleash tragedy. Only that something is a she. Note: might be a teensy bit disturbing to those who don't like excessive gore. Lots of grammar and spelling errors, I'll fix them once its complete.

When 8 school friends gather at night inside of their local middle school, HCMS, for a school board game, they realize they're the only ones to show and somebody else, no not a somebody, a something, is with them. The mistake of an Ouija Board inflicts the horrible night and nights to come for the gang. Can they get out of the school before their all killed, or will the demons of the past get them all, all because of the Devils Board Game. (All characters inside this fictional book are real people, who had nothing bad like such happen to them and is not my fault for their deaths [if you die] it was simply part of a fictional story)

Marissa goes partying with her friends one late night in October, but something very unexpected happens... *content warning*

My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.

I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER (FAN-FICTION) by CereliaM

A girl seeks revenge on her high school bullies after they play a prank on her that goes wrong.

(-COMPLETED-)For this 14 year old girl she died at five so everyone thought? But one thing leads to another and in my life it did. She was there but not there a young gone girl she was. But she wasn't gone just out of reach of human sight. She was in the unknown the far unknown that she herself didn't understand. The only way to know was to ask yourself why.

Jamie, Sandra, and Séan went trick-or-treating on a normal Halloween night. Little did they know what they would uncover... Would they make it through the night? Could they rely on the bonds of friendship and trust in a stranger? Nothing could prepare them for the challenges they would have to face! *** Warning: Mild language.

It wasn't very difficult to plan out my first victim. I watched them all day, studied their movements, listened to their conversations, and watched them fall asleep. The funny thing about it was that I was just a few feet away from them. But how could they have known? Why would they have to be scared for their lives when they were oblivious to how fast I could end them? When all goes wrong, nothing else can go right. A last week school field trip could cost you your life. But why think that way when the trip has yet to begin. When a group of five friends go on a school field trip to the woods, things seem normal until one of them goes missing.

Tired of Lies

(COMPLETED) "The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you weren't worth the truth." He bit his lip. "I wanted to te-" His eyes began to water and as a single tear fell he looked at me and said "but what if you've been lying for so long you don't know how to tell the truth?" "I have and so will you." He shook his head, shut his eyes, and leaned his forehead against the glass. "And here I was thinking you would admit that you don't tell the truth either." I gripped the telephone as my knuckles turned white. "What do you mean?" "Come on Zoey I've seen you sneaking around acting like you're busy. You're hiding something and you won't tell me." All Zoey Campbell ever wanted to do was keep her head down and get through high school. Too bad it isn't that easy. Zoey is tired of everything and everyone. She is tired of being pushed around and tired of watching in the shadows. She is tired of pretending to like that girl that doesn't even know her name. Tired of pretending that she is ok when she isn't. She is constantly hoping for a better way out thinking she should just disappear. All she wants to do is scream but no matter how loud she screams no one can hear her. Don't worry things just get worse. Everyone thinks she's a "sick" girl and just another suicide case waiting to happen. I mean what kind of girl sits by herself everyday right? Zoey is running out of time and she thinks no one has tried to help her until her "special" speech in class. No one really cares about what she really thinks anyway. It just that feeling of pity. Everyone thinks she really is sick but she knows she's not. But what if she is? Maybe all it takes is that one thing to make her snap. As her life gets thrown into chaos and deep dark secrets she can't help but try to figure out the truth. Will she find a way to let her new friends save her or will she just end up as another suicide case? Disclaimer wrote this in 2017 when I was 14.

More details