Bob Wang

Scary Story

On a cold and stormy night, a child at the age of 13 was going back home after a late party, but as he past the old mansion at the top of the hill next to the cemetery, he saw it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw an apparition, a figure of a man but, pale as the full moon. He supposed he was just seeing things, but when he took a long hard look at the old house, he saw him, he was sulking of into the backyard of the house. He supposed it was just a guy dressed up as a ghost, as the time was Halloween, but he didn't look fake, his figure was kind of clear, translucent but still visible. The boy was intrigued, so he climbed, slowly, up the long dark driveway covered in weeds and crumbling asphalt. The climb was hard, so the boy thought of his friend, Jimmy, since his friend was in the high school track team. When he got to the mansion he called out, " Is anybody here?", not hearing anything except his own voice he called again, " Hello?", his echo creepily bounced from the valley below. Then the wind picked up. This wind was common around this area but still, something felt unnatural.

The Legend Of The Candy Corn

This is the Legend Of The Candy Corn. As you know, Candy Corn is awesome, but there is a darker side to it. Every Halloween, candy corn is evil. This is the true story of little Tommy. On Halloween, Tommy here was just 5 years old, he dressed up as a ghost, traditional for Halloween. That night though, his life would change forever. His first stop was an old mansion owned by and old lady, he assumed that there was candy there so he went. The old lady was nowhere in sight but on the porch was a bowl with packets of candy corn. There was also a note attached to the bowl, it said : "Take one packet only, Or, YOU'LL BE CURSED!!!! This being Halloween, he assumed it was a joke so he took three packets. Since the walk to the next house was long, he decided to The Farm

The Farm, a story about a farm. A small farmhouse sat on top of the old hill referred by the locals as Aztec Run because of the ancient Aztec history. The owner of the house, a man, born in the early 1900's, lived there, he was 105. Most had never seen this man, but strange things happen on his property.The fields next to his barn are covered in wheat. Every year the wheat grows but just before the the end of the season, every year, on one day, the wheat is cut. All 10 acres of wheat fields are scythed but no one knows how it happens. Some say the farmer is an evil demon, as fast as the wind, he swoops around his fields preying on all foolish enough to wander onto is property at night. Others say, that the man has sons that shear the wheat at night on that day, every year. The only person to visit the man was the mailman; everyday, he walked up the long driveway that was in ruins. Weeds covered the cracks of the driveway, in some places, even breaking through the crumpling asphalt. A week later, the townspeople decide to ask the mailman about the man. When they stop and ask him, all he answers was that the man was just a normal old man. The townspeople, weren't satisfied, so that night they sent their bravest man, Toby the Tiger Slayer to see for them. The next morning, he had vanished, but in front of the rusting gate, was a human skeleton with a resemblance of Toby. His skeleton was cleaned of flesh and muscle, and as white as the pale moonlight. The villagers were scared, but determined, so the next night they sent Henry the Hero, but, as before, the remains of his body was found next to the gate. But, this time there was a note, it said :  All who shall pass the gates of thy, must pay the sacrifice   dearly. This note aroused the people, half saying the house would kill you, and the other half saying that the house was a sham and the two men would return shortly. They waited and waited, but, the men didn't return. The days where getting shorter and colder, then in December something happened. On the gate post, were words painted in reddish-brown liquid, unmistakably, blood, human blood. It said : Two of your best men, slain, you have awoken me, and now you will pay. On the last day of each month, you will bring forth a sacrifice, and if you do not, a person will die nonetheless.

The Butter Butter, it's good on bread and it's just plain awesome! Butter is : awesome, good, great, amazing, super, neat, tasty, rich, fun, nice, sweet, salty, new, fresh, ultimate, beast, best, Chocolate and Math

Chocolate is like math. They are both fun.

The Adventures of Lemon Jello Man

One day, a normal guy was sitting down to eat his normal lunch he ate every day, a lemon jello and peanut butter sandwich. His name was Chug. Chug loved his peanut butter and lemon jello sandwiches so much, it was all he ate. For breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, brunch, and anytime in between. So today was no different than any other day except, his sandwich was peanut butter and orange jello(dun dun dun). But Chug did not know this. He took a bite into the sandwich and spat it out as soon as it was in his mouth. He said "What is is crud?", And to his horror, he discovered it was orange jello instead of lemon jello(gasp). His friend, Mustafa, sat down next to him, he started on his lunch. Then, Mustafa noticed that Chug looked upset, so he asked "What's wrong?". At first, Chug didn't respond, but after a few minutes he said "Do you what's the difference between lemon jello and orange jello?" Mustafa was puzzled, so he asked politely, "What?". Chug answered "Lemon jello is so much better that orange jello! Duh!". Mustafa looked at him with a very confused face. Then, suddenly, Chug burst out "Why is it that my mom has always packed me a lemon jello sandwich, but today she gives me an orange jello sandwich?!?!?!?!". Mustafa could tell that Chug was more upset than a child who got nothing for his birthday. He said "Chug, is it really such a big deal if you got an orange jello sandwich instead of a lemon jello sandwich?". But Chug was in no mood to talk, he said nothing, but Mustafa could tell that Chug didn't want to be bothered for the rest of the day. When Chug got home that day, he went ballistic on his mom. He yelled and screamed, threw things, and even kicked her a few times, but this did not satisfy him. His mom was used to his tantrums, and waited until he burnt himself out. After a few hours of this he was finally done, slumped back in his chair, his face red from yelling, he sat there motionless like a surly teenager who was woken up too early. His mom decided that it was finally safe to talk. So she asked him "Honey, why are you so upset today?". Even though Chug was tired his response was full of anger. "Oh, you know why I'm upset, And don't pretend it was a accident, because I know you did it on purpose!". At first Chug's mom was confused then she remembered "Was it about not using lemon jello in your sandwich today Honey?". Chug grew even angrier at the thought of his mom having such a disregard for his appetite. He said "So you finally remembered did you?". His mother was sad that her son was so upset over such a petty problem but she decided to apologize anyway so that to not aggravate her son anymore. She said "I'm sorry Honey, but we ran out of lemon jello, in fact, the whole town has ran out of lemon jello!". Chug was not satisfied with her response; he said "But didn't you have a months worth of lemon jello in the basement?". Chug's mother responded but in a very confused way. "When I checked this morning, their wasn't a trace of it anywhere, I thought you had taken it!". Now Chug's anger was replaced by confusion and curiosity. He said "Why didn't the stores have any lemon jello?". His mom answered "I checked all the stores in a 5 miles radius, but they all said they didn't have and lemon jello in stock,". Chug was even more confused, he asked "Even Jellos-R-Us and Jello World? Even they didn't have any lemon jello?". Chug's mom shook her head sadly. Chug felt worse that ever, it wasn't anger or sadness, it was depression.

Suddenly the phone rang. "Hi Mustafa" Chug said, but nobody answered, then, "Are you ready for this Sunday night : When John Cena, the homecoming champ, comes to Suuuuperslaaaam. Tickets are only at www.WWE.com for only $39.99!" blared out. It was so loud his mom even jumped out of her seat. "Really Mustafa?" Chug asked, but then "That's exactly what the undertaker of John Cena said. Are you ready for this Sunday night : When John Cena, the homecoming champ, comes to Suuuuperslaaaam. Tickets are only at www.WWE.com for only $49.99!" Then he hung up. But, as Chug was walking back to his seat, the phone rang again. "If this is another prank call I swear -," but another voice interrupted him, "Sir, are you a supporter of the armed forces?" Chug was dumbstruck. He said "Why yes, I sorry for what just happened", the woman on the other side said "It's OK, but there is a person in the armed forces that needs your support, And his name is John Cena(John Cena's theme song in the background). Are you ready for this Sunday night : When John Cena, the homecoming champ, comes to Suuuuperslaaaam. Tickets are only at www.WWE.com for only $99.99!" Chug started cursing, but then, Mustafa's voice came over the phone "You feeling any better?" Chug answered, "A little" then started laughing "Thanks Man" Mustafa responded "No problem," then hung up. Chug woke up the next day. Then he remembered that their was no more lemon jello(Dun Dun Duh)! He was instantly unhappy. So he kicked his bed, but all he got was a stubbed toe.He yelled : "Why is it the worst day of my life?!?!?!?". He was so upset, that he threw his deck of Lemon Jello TM playing cards all over his room. He stormed down the hallway and the stairs, and into the kitchen where he started to howl with rage, as loud as a 747 jumbo-jet.

Cookie

Warn and toasty, From the oven, People waiting in line, Sometimes pushing and shoven',

Hot and gooey, Very fun, Chocolaty and chewy , Just like being under the sun,

Delicious and yummy, Good for a family, Tasty in my tummy, Especially with milk,

It's great to be a cookie, Oh no its a hand, The person will grind me up, until I'm nothing but sand.

Bushy

Day One :

I've got to tell you something, something so crazy it will change your world. BUSHY!!!!!!!! Bushy is the best thing that ever existed!!!!!! Bushy, Bushy, Bushy, Bushy, it's all that I can think about. I don't know how it happened, but it started out as a fun little joke, until it took over!!!! BUSHY!!! Sorry, it's hard to control, but bushy became more and more popular, and it grew and grew until, well it became a...BUSHY BUSHY BUSHY BUSHY BUSHY!!!!

Day Two :

When I woke up I forgot what had happened, but it was bad, Bushy was taking over!!!! Bushy is a new type off disease that transmits orally. Scientists aren't sure how this is possible, but they are racing for a cure.....BUSHY BUSHY BUSHY! I'm sorry for this disturbance, but this is what happened, but whatever, when someone finds this, I'll be long gone, the only record of me, preserved by this journal. I always thought I'd die in a better way, like being shot through the heart to save a friend, or one of the last in a zombie apocalypse, well, this isn't o far away from a zombie apocalypse. The people, they're all infected with the virus. It spread fast, like a match onto a can of gasoline. We'll, I hope whoever finds this finds a way to cure the virus, but until then I'm signing off.

Day Three :

The virus is taking hold of me, I can feel it in brain, turning it all into a mush, only capable of "bushy". This is bad, I'll need medical help soon or else I'll become one of  them. Well, look on the bright side, at least I won't be turned into a snack by hungry zombies. It's not a great thing to know, but at least thing  could  be worse. It's not a comfort, but at least I know it........ Well, I'll sign off for now, I'll write anything interesting that happen.

Day Four :

Nothing happened so far, but I'm getting kinda lonely. I mean I know there are other people alive, but they are nowhere to be found, but then again, there are only a limited number of places I can go safely. The fact of the matter is that this is all gonna end badly, I know it. We'll I'll tell you if a pack of Bushys eat me in my sleep, but I guess I'll be dead before that, ha ha, we'll, bye.

Day Five :

I don't know if it's me, but I feel like I'm sick(well, I've been sick for a long time, but.....) But I mean sicker than usual. I have a fever and I can't stop thinking about Bushy!!!!! I mean now I always think about Bushy, but this is like an obsession.

Potato

I like potatoes, They are fun and very tasty, You've got to peel them first, and don't be hasty

Potatoes are like Scali, They are small in size, But they can be tricky, As they can be full of lies

When you take a bite, Out of the great potato, It will be amazing, Better that a tomato,

But the thing that strikes me most, Is the amazing shape,

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How To Be A Creep

It was 3:00 a.m. I was watching some YouTube videos, you know middle of the night, shady stuff when I come across this one video. It was titled "The Best Prank In The World". I was bored so I decided, what the heck, just watch it. Well as soon as the video started, I knew it was a mistake clicking on it. It was all black for a second which creeped me out, but then, the video started. It was a weird video about how the Illuminati was real and crap about how big companies were all in it as well as the president, and other powerful political people I didn't bother to care to remember. To be honest I just thought at the end it would say "Ha, you just got pranked son!" But when it was close to the end, it said the creepiest thing I've ever heard. It said : "And now that you know that the Illuminati is real, you must be eliminated." Then a cold crazed laugh filled my speakers, it was loud no matter how much I tried to turn the sound off. Then my computer froze and shut down. After that I thought to myself,  I just need some food, I'm hallucinating, that's all. So I went downstairs to get some food from the refrigerator. When I came downstairs I noticed something different, it seemed like I was seeing triangles in everything. The triangular shape of the chair, the knife leaning on the cutting board making me feel uneasy, and the triangles all in the design on the doors. It was enough to make anyone scared for their life. I told myself nothing was going to happen over and over until I was calm enough to proceed getting my food. When I went to get my favorite food, Apple pie and ice cream. I thought it looked a bit of color. Then suddenly a scary thought crossed my mind,  What if my apple pie was poisoned, what if the Illuminati tried to take me out now. I watched it for a few minutes not wanting to proceed until I was sure it was safe, actually it was about 20 minutes. I watched it until my mom came home. When she asked me what I was doing I almost had a heart attack. I told her that I was kind of paranoid that my pie was poisoned and it was nothing to worry about. After looking at me for a minute she broke a small smile and took a bite out of my pie. Because she had taken a bite, it renewed my interest in the pie and I ate it normally then went to bed. That night I slept well because I knew nothing would happen when my mother was home. Or would it? I asked myself now shaking with fear. I pushed the thought out of my mind then fell asleep. When I woke up and got dressed, brushed my teeth taken a shower, and all my other morning routines, I went downstairs and called for mom. She did not answer which worried me slightly, however after a few more calls, she answered. I was relieved that she was still O.K., but I thought I heard something in her voice that was a bit odd, strange, robotic. I pushed that thought aside and had breakfast. The morning was uneventful as ever until she walked into the kitchen/dining room area. That is my mom walked in but she looked blank, her eyes usually full of care and energy no matter what her body said, were blank, devoid, like someone had sucked the life out of her and was controlling through a computer. The thought disgusted me, however it seemed so real. At the time I thought she was just a bit sad that dad wasn't home and disregarded it not knowing how important it would be later on. When I went to school I caught up with my friends who had just gotten off of the bus. I joined their group and together we walked to school. I was relieved to see that they seemed alive and usual selves, even though I sometimes hated them. We discussed all manner of normal stuff from the new game coming out next month, to the extra homework their parents assigned to them, we talked about all of it. The day went by pretty normally and I didn't worry about anything creepy when I remembered how my mom had been this morning. When me and some of my friends were waiting for our parents to pick me up, I thought I heard a small scrape of rubber on metal, just like if someone dragged their feet on a metal plate. It seemed to come from behind me, and above, close to the main office, except on the roof of the school. I turned and looked around and out of the corner of my eye I saw a swish of a cloak and a hooded figure vanish from sight. It was a slight movement, but I was sure it was real, and not another figment of my imagination again. No other disturbances occurred from then until our parents picked us up. When I got into the car I was going to explain to mom what I thought I saw, when I noticed she still had the distant, blank face I saw this morning. It was at that moment I began to worry for my safety. It was a relief that we got home safety, however mom's disturbed expression concerned me.