Thread:Kassie Macabre/@comment-27617351-20160527140642

heres what i got so far

Ghost are the soles of the dead wich still live in the world of the living. Stories of ghosts are some of the oldest   legends in the world. Yet no ghost story could be as strange as the story of vine island. Lets start our story. The year is 2015. The place is the caribbean   island of daminca. For a man called John sevs it seemed like a normal vacation. It would be anything but that. It all started wen He came to the islands mussum of piracy. The mussum had things like pieaces of pirate ships and gold found in the recks of pirate ships. Then he came to a small modle of a white ship in a glass case with the words “the ghost ship of vine island” on it. John read the note next to it. It said “ this mysterious ghost is legendary on this island it sails near the ghostly island of vines   warn you do not go to the island of the vines” John didn’t really understand. “don’t understand?” said someone next to him. John turned around to see who had said it. “you don’t understand do you” she said again. “No I don’t” said John. “no one really does, alive that is” said the girl. “What do you know of this? You don’t look like your from this island, more like California or some were near there” said John “I was born in the united but I have lived here for 2 years I first came wen I was 19” she said.”So what do you know about the ghost ship?” said John. “far to much” said the girl before walking away quickly. The way she had said “far to much” sounded like the way someone would talk about a murder. That night John was in his motel room sleeping wen he heard a ghostly voice. He couldn’t understand what it had said at first but the next time he could. It seemed to be saying “ you have heard you have heard you have heard” over and over again. After it had stop John got up to see if he could find were the sounded had come from. He looked out the window of the room. All he saw was the ocean beach the lights from a few other buildings and the rainforest. Then it happened. A nightmarish scream filed the room. It didn’t sounded humen, though not like an animal he had ever heard. It was devilish. John left the room in horror. Out side there was a hotel worker. “you look like you just saw a ghost” she said. “did you just hear that” sad John. “heard what” she said? “That scream” said John. “I don’t know what you are talking about” said the hotel   worker. “never mind” said John slowly. He went back into his hotel room. “something is going on but what” John thought. Then he head another scream. Unlike the last scream it sounded humen and it was coming from out side the hotel. He then run out it see what it was. Wen he had left the hotel There was a crowd of others. “They heard it this time” He said to himself. As he got closer he realized that there was a dead man! He had no wounds on his body at all. “Its Ewerd Hamilton” said one person in the crowd. “Who” said John. “He can to the to study the legend of vine island” said the man next to John. A shock of fear went through him right then. “this can’t be real its like some horror novel” thought John. He walked away in terror.  