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Embers Red with Yellow Fear

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Embers Red with Yellow Fear

Firelight ghost stories entertain the dark starless evening. Young eyes plead, tell me a ghost story please!

On a dark moonless, starless night much darker than this night, four young teenagers were cruising in dad's car on a deserted back road. The car made a pop then ceased to ignite. The teens were stranded in a dark lonely spot eery and too quiet for comfort's sake. Upon considering their options the youth decided to walk back to the last house they had passed SEVERAL miles back. 
Together they took out on foot in the pitch black; stumbling sometimes running hoping for a miracle. When they got closer to town the old Mauk graveyard was a short cut to home. They decided to take their chances in the grave yard. Many years ago unknown to the youth. Bart Blame was hung for his murderous ways and buried in an unmarked grave toward the southern darkest corner of the cemetery. Bart swore to take all the souls he could into the firey depths of hell. Bart vowed to not go alone to the firey pit. 
As the teens walked along, one youth John stumbled and fell into a hole up to his waist and began screaming. "Somethings got my legs, they're on fire!! Help me!!" His friends grabbed him and pulled him out of the hole and discovered it was an old grave.
There was a red glow that morphed into a boney hand then a full skeleton rose up out of the grave with and evil laugh said, "You dare disturb me, Bart Blame! I will not go back to hell alone. Your souls will accompany me tonight" The boys took off running
trying to find their way to safety.  They ran until the red burning skull was in front of them laughing. The boys began to retreat away from the evil when they noticed only three running through the woods. Fear overcame the boys and they split up. John decided to cling to the church cross calling on the name of Jesus all night. He clung to the cross calling on Jesus to save him. In the mornig light John was the only one left and the other's bodies were in the grave of Bart blame burned beyond recognition.

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  1. Date: 12/5/2011 8:39:00 PM
    wow, I LOVE how you had the one clinging to a cross. What a cool way to make him be the one saved. I sure enjoyed this, Doris.

  1. Date: 11/6/2011 3:13:00 PM
    Dad dang..that ol' Bart blame Doris, a'coming after them young'uns when he was all a'flame, anyway cain't think a'much more tuh ad, only that there John-boy one...? i betch'a he was glad...!

  1. Date: 11/2/2011 11:56:00 AM
    Wow, this was really scary and written like Stephen King would tell the story behind it. Wish I had seen this on Halloween! Awesome writing, Doris. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 11/2/2011 11:18:00 AM
    Wow! This'n 'll make a Christian outa ya. Great spook, Doris. Love, daver

  1. Date: 11/2/2011 8:19:00 AM
    A great story, I have read. Very nice, my friend. thanks. bl

  1. Date: 11/1/2011 9:29:00 PM
    wow Doris ..this is magnificent my friend.. great story and suspenseful too.. luv it..luv..

  1. Date: 11/1/2011 2:01:00 PM
    Ooooh, scary stuff, Doris!

  1. Date: 11/1/2011 11:08:00 AM
    That is a horror story for sure..At least one survived to tell the tale..Scared Caleb senseless I bet..Thanks for all the kind reviews of your mother's work..Mom

  1. Date: 11/1/2011 8:07:00 AM
    And they never were seen again. Thanks for the fright. Tony