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read my profile sign my guestbook  Name: Haley Birthday: 5/14/1990 Gender: Female Interests: talking to friends and hanging out with them Expertise: i dont know Occupation: Student Industry: Student Message: message me Website: visit my website Yahoo: Yahoo: Yahoo: Yahoo: Member Since: 6/3/2006 |
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Monday, July 03, 2006
Hey yallz! What is up? Me nothing at all lol just talking to my friends ooh yes and umm Tiffany if your reading this I need to talk to you on yahoo ok it's really important ok...Newayz....Do yall like my site? I hope yall do lol!!! I'm like really hyper today cuz I had some candy while I was out with my family(my 2 aunts,grandma,mom,dad,bro,cousin)at the Indian Restervation...It was pritty cool lol the clothes the people where wearing were so weird lol..........I might go to the movies soon to watch the orange kitty I dont know his name..........Well I g2g ok bye bye cuz I like need to get something for my head it hurts very badly <3:Haley | |||
Saturday, July 01, 2006
hey yall read these gost stories lol Their kwl lol | |
YOU SHOULD HAVE CHECKED THE CHILDREN... There was a couple who moved to a new town and didn't know anyone. They had two children, a boy and a girl, who were very rowdy. When they had to go out on last minute notice, they got the first baby-sitter they could find. When she got there, they told her this, "If anything happens, you just call us on the phone. In the morning you need to get Danny (the son) to take his medication. He'll try to hide, but he always goes under his sister's bed." So with that they left. In the dead of night, the baby-sitter got a phonecall. "Hello, check on the children," the voice said. Thinking it was a prank call, she hung up the phone. About an hour later, the phone rang again, the same man. "Check on the children." Again, she hung up the phone. This time she called the parents, no answer. In the morning she went upstairs to take Danny his medication, but he wasn't in his room. When she went into his sister's room, he wasn't there. But then she saw his hand sticking out from under the bed. "Don't think you can hide from me." She went over and grabbed his hand, but it was cold. Danny was dead. Then the closet door opened, there was his sister, also dead. The baby-sitter went over to Danny's body and saw a note in his hand. She opened it and read, You should have checked on the children. Now she sits in jail for the murder for Danny and his sister | |
I'M IN THE BASEMENT Once there was this house which was all blue and kind of freaky. Legend is that three kids went in there one night when the owners were gone and explored the house top to bottom, every nook and cranny. When they got to the basement, they saw the walls were all uneaven and unfinished. They started to get a little scared, but they stayed down there. They heard the phone ring and ran upstairs to see who would leave a message on the answering machine. The voice said, "I'm in the basement; better hurry up!" One of the kids went down first because the other was too scared. The other finally worked up the courage to go down there and saw something sitting in the dark corner. He flashed his flash light at it and realized it was the other kid sitting there. Dead with his legs and arms cut off and placed all the way across the room. He looked up at the wall and saw something writen on it. It said "See what happens when you listen to a man on the phone!" He began to back up when he saw something written on the other wall. It said, "You're next!" They later found him dead and cut up in the same fashion as his friend. The strange thing is, the owners claimed they hadn't left the house that night. | |
ONE REASON NOT TO BABYSIT A girl named Sarah was baby sitting twins over night. When she got to the house the two year old twins were running all over, so they all sat down to play Candyland The twins did not now how to play very well, so they sat down and wathced a movie until it was time for bed. Sarah tucked them in and went downstairs to watch some T.V. Then she heard a sound: drip, drip, drip. She walked upstairs to see what it was, and it was only the shower head dripping. She turned it all the way off and Went to bed. Drip, drip, drip. She heard it again so she tied a towel to the shower head and that worked. In the bedroom, Fido, the family dog, was sleeping in the bed that Sarah was going to sleep in. She tossed him off and soon fell asleep. She got a little scared that night, being in a new place and all, so she stuck her hand out and let Fido lick it from the floor. She kept letting Fido lick her until she fell asleep. She kept hearing the water dripping and figured the towel had fallen off, but she was too tired to go fix it. Instead she would stick her hand under the bed until Fido licked it and comforted her. The next morning she went to use the restroom and fix the shower head. When she walked to the bathroom, the door was shut, and she could not remember shutting the door the night before. Maybe the twins were up already. When she went into the bathroom the towel was still hanging on the shower head, but the twins were hanging next to there golden retriever, dead. A pool of blood dripped out of their slit throats, causing a steady drip, drip, drip. Horrified, she turned away from the shower and on the wall, written in blood was the message: Dogs aren't the only things that can lick you, Sarah. | |
