Creepy CD saved my life.
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I had a really good friend named Annie.She had a band she sung in and she was one of the greatest and one of the most protective people I knew.Her band wasn't famous but her dad had a recording studio in their basement.So she recorded their first cd with the band there.Her very first cd was a gift for me on my birthday and I hadn't listened to it yet.3 days after my birthday,Annie was raped by her older brother who's 17.He left the city supposedly and they didnt catch him.He always scared me but I never said anything.She was only 13 when she died.The next day in the hospital when I was sitting with her,she tried to speak and tell me something.But when she was raped,he choked her and damaged her throat so much she wouldn't be able to talk for a while.Before I left the hospital,a nurse had come up to me in the parking lot and told me she died and gave me a note she wrote before she died.I was so depressed about it,I refused to touch her cd and note,which I left in my room.One night when I was home alone,I was thinking about her so I decided to finally listen to the cd.There was a song on there called "Painful memory",a song she wrote about rape when a friend of hers was raped.Some of the chorus goes "He tried to find you,he's upstairs."All of a sudden,the cd starts skipping and continously repeats "He's upstairs,he's upstairs,he's upstairs."I thought it was kind of weird because I never listened to the cd and it didn't have any scratches.So I just put it back in and played the song again.When it came to the chorus,it skipped and repeated the same words again.I cleaned the cd and tried agian.It still played the same words.I was scared now so I locked my door and listened to the silence.I could hear boots walking down the hall.I looked in the key hole and saw someone walking down the hall.I quickly called the police and they came.They found her 17 year old brother hiding in the bathroom.He said he was waiting for me when they questioned him.The next day I found the note in the cd case when I put it.I opened it and read."When my brother raped me he told me he would rape you next.I promise no matter what I wont let that happen.Love,Annie."And I think she kept the promise.

HEY EVERYONE!!! HERE IS OUR FIRST STORY!!!

Axe Murder Hollow

A Pennsylvania Ghost Story 

retold by S.E. Schlosser 

     Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
     “We’d better stop,”  said Susan.
      Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.
     Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right.  When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain soaked windows.
     “I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.
      “The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”
      Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.
     Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car.  This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.
      Outside the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. But she couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
      Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound.  Bump. Bump. Bump.  It was a soft sound, like something being blown by the wind.
      Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light.  An official sounding voice told her to get out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer.  Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car.  As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.
      Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned.  His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump. Bump. Bump.
     Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car. 
      “Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers. “You’ve been very naughty.”
      The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.

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 Today is the first day of my new blog, Teenage Paranormal Activities.  This is a place where anyone of any age, gender, or belief can blog about paranormal experiences.  They can be real, stories, or you could just be talking about paranormal creatures such as vampires, werewolves, unconsecrated (zombies), etc.  The reason this blog is called Teenage Paranormal Activities, even though its for all ages, is because I thought you should hear all of this from the unlikely person, a teenage girl.  Not many teenagers believe in paranormal activities, but I do, with all my heart.