I swoop low as the audience applauds. The 'Moonlit Dance' was a great hit.
Alex smiles at me as we bow once more and exit. I smile back and we all gather round Mrs. Bart as she tells us how wonderful we all did and how she was so proud.
Alex squeezes my hand. I squeeze back.
We are dismissed and some girls glance at me, their eyes full of jealousy.
Oh, I know why of course. It's Alex. He's only the most gorgeous guy at school, and he takes ballet.
How nice. I should mention he chose me to go out with over Ashley, the most popular girl at school. Oh yes. Buuurrn Ashely... BURN!
I sigh as Alex leads me to the carnival. His eyes peer into mine, silently wondering if nothing was wrong, but my sigh was one of exquisite bliss, not sadness. So I smile to reassure him.
It's so odd. We don't ever have to say anything, our eyes communicate it.
As we board the new ferris wheel the town bought I'm reminded again of the story the girls whisper in fear behind Alex's back.
How he once went out with the most popular girl and how he took her to the carnival. They got on the ferris wheel that the town used to own. When they were alone at the top, the ride suddenly stopped. Everyone screamed a little, then the men operating it got it working again.
Everything seemed fine. Just a little glitch.
But they all said they knew better. How the girl never came down from the ride, how her body was found lying on the ground as though she had been pushed, how her ghost would haunt that ferris wheel forever.
The ferris wheel would glitch like that every time it went around, so finally the town just stopped using it, and left it alone, and got a new one.
The ride was soon over and Alex took my hand and lead me over to the cotton candy stand. The silly story leaves my mind as I enjoy a wonderful night with Alex.
Near 11:30 Alex looks at me and says quietly, "I need you to come with me a minute."
I'm surprised by his voice. He only speaks when its needed, so of course I follow him.
The stories threaten to appear in my mind but I push them back down. They're just stories.
He leads me over to the old ferris wheel and whispers, " I know how to make it work. Mind a quiet, romantic ride alone?"
My heart beats faster. What was going on? How would he know how to work it?
I nod and he pushes a button and sits in a seat and places me beside him. He looks at the carnival, looks away from me.
"Abby," he whispers. His voice has taken on a hard edge.
My heart threatens to stop.
"Y-yes... Alex?"
"Abby." he turns to look at me and my heart does stop. His eyes are no longer the piercing blue. They are a gray red.
"Alex... stop the ride...!" he's scaring me and he knows it. I grip the bar laying across my lap. "Stop the ride!"
He smiles sadly. "I have a story to tell you Abby."
"It can wait till I'm on the ground." We've gone in a full circle now, coming up to the top with surprising speed. I think I left my stomach down near the bottom.
As we reach the top the whole ride freezes.
I swallow. "Alex, get me down."
He smiles, this time more angry- vengful. "I'm afraid I can't do that. I have to tell you something first. Then you can get down."
My chest heaves with the effort to breathe. "No. Get me down. Now."
"Once there was a boy." He begins, but I scream loud.
"Get me dow-!" he clamps his hands over my mouth. "Listen. Then you can get down."
"MMM!" but I listen anyways. He's suffocating me, his hands are covering my nose too.
"There was a boy," he continues, not removing his hand. "And he loved a girl." his voice is eerie calm and he slowly takes his hands from my mouth. "she did not love him back. His heart was torn into pieces."
An icey cold breeze touches my arms and neck and I shiver violently. "Nice story. Get me down."
"Not finished." he sighs and looks into my panic filled eyes. "Do you believe in ghosts Abby?"
"No. Leave me be." I cry, attempting to wrench my eyes away from his merciless, pain filled gaze.
"His heart was torn into pieces..."
"B-but Alex... I'm not that girl! I do love you!" I wail, begging him to let me go.
"Do you know what that boy did to that girl Abby? He pushed her off of this very ferris wheel." He grabs my arms. "And ever since that girl broke my heart I've been tossing girls off of this very same seat, very same ferris wheel ever since!" His voice rises and now I notice the odd stain here and there, the broken things that are the result of a struggle.
"I repeat my question." His eyes bore into mine and he begins to lift me up out of the seat. "Do you believe in ghosts?"
"N...no!!!" I squeak.
"That's to bad. You're about to become one."
Then I'm falling, and he's falling with me... I won't let go of him.
The fall slows, and I'm twirling and swirling in his arms, just like in the 'Moonlit Dance'. I cry out as I notice the ground, coming ever closer.
When I look back up into Alex's eyes they are their normal color again, and this time they are filled with pain, not anguish. "I love you too Abby."
Then he kisses me, under the moon, as we fall to our deaths.
The kiss is on my lips still, as I hunt for him as the white, pale, see through figure I am now.
I should mention. I believe in ghosts now.
Alex smiles at me as we bow once more and exit. I smile back and we all gather round Mrs. Bart as she tells us how wonderful we all did and how she was so proud.
Alex squeezes my hand. I squeeze back.
We are dismissed and some girls glance at me, their eyes full of jealousy.
Oh, I know why of course. It's Alex. He's only the most gorgeous guy at school, and he takes ballet.
How nice. I should mention he chose me to go out with over Ashley, the most popular girl at school. Oh yes. Buuurrn Ashely... BURN!
I sigh as Alex leads me to the carnival. His eyes peer into mine, silently wondering if nothing was wrong, but my sigh was one of exquisite bliss, not sadness. So I smile to reassure him.
It's so odd. We don't ever have to say anything, our eyes communicate it.
As we board the new ferris wheel the town bought I'm reminded again of the story the girls whisper in fear behind Alex's back.
How he once went out with the most popular girl and how he took her to the carnival. They got on the ferris wheel that the town used to own. When they were alone at the top, the ride suddenly stopped. Everyone screamed a little, then the men operating it got it working again.
Everything seemed fine. Just a little glitch.
But they all said they knew better. How the girl never came down from the ride, how her body was found lying on the ground as though she had been pushed, how her ghost would haunt that ferris wheel forever.
The ferris wheel would glitch like that every time it went around, so finally the town just stopped using it, and left it alone, and got a new one.
The ride was soon over and Alex took my hand and lead me over to the cotton candy stand. The silly story leaves my mind as I enjoy a wonderful night with Alex.
Near 11:30 Alex looks at me and says quietly, "I need you to come with me a minute."
I'm surprised by his voice. He only speaks when its needed, so of course I follow him.
The stories threaten to appear in my mind but I push them back down. They're just stories.
He leads me over to the old ferris wheel and whispers, " I know how to make it work. Mind a quiet, romantic ride alone?"
My heart beats faster. What was going on? How would he know how to work it?
I nod and he pushes a button and sits in a seat and places me beside him. He looks at the carnival, looks away from me.
"Abby," he whispers. His voice has taken on a hard edge.
My heart threatens to stop.
"Y-yes... Alex?"
"Abby." he turns to look at me and my heart does stop. His eyes are no longer the piercing blue. They are a gray red.
"Alex... stop the ride...!" he's scaring me and he knows it. I grip the bar laying across my lap. "Stop the ride!"
He smiles sadly. "I have a story to tell you Abby."
"It can wait till I'm on the ground." We've gone in a full circle now, coming up to the top with surprising speed. I think I left my stomach down near the bottom.
As we reach the top the whole ride freezes.
I swallow. "Alex, get me down."
He smiles, this time more angry- vengful. "I'm afraid I can't do that. I have to tell you something first. Then you can get down."
My chest heaves with the effort to breathe. "No. Get me down. Now."
"Once there was a boy." He begins, but I scream loud.
"Get me dow-!" he clamps his hands over my mouth. "Listen. Then you can get down."
"MMM!" but I listen anyways. He's suffocating me, his hands are covering my nose too.
"There was a boy," he continues, not removing his hand. "And he loved a girl." his voice is eerie calm and he slowly takes his hands from my mouth. "she did not love him back. His heart was torn into pieces."
An icey cold breeze touches my arms and neck and I shiver violently. "Nice story. Get me down."
"Not finished." he sighs and looks into my panic filled eyes. "Do you believe in ghosts Abby?"
"No. Leave me be." I cry, attempting to wrench my eyes away from his merciless, pain filled gaze.
"His heart was torn into pieces..."
"B-but Alex... I'm not that girl! I do love you!" I wail, begging him to let me go.
"Do you know what that boy did to that girl Abby? He pushed her off of this very ferris wheel." He grabs my arms. "And ever since that girl broke my heart I've been tossing girls off of this very same seat, very same ferris wheel ever since!" His voice rises and now I notice the odd stain here and there, the broken things that are the result of a struggle.
"I repeat my question." His eyes bore into mine and he begins to lift me up out of the seat. "Do you believe in ghosts?"
"N...no!!!" I squeak.
"That's to bad. You're about to become one."
Then I'm falling, and he's falling with me... I won't let go of him.
The fall slows, and I'm twirling and swirling in his arms, just like in the 'Moonlit Dance'. I cry out as I notice the ground, coming ever closer.
When I look back up into Alex's eyes they are their normal color again, and this time they are filled with pain, not anguish. "I love you too Abby."
Then he kisses me, under the moon, as we fall to our deaths.
The kiss is on my lips still, as I hunt for him as the white, pale, see through figure I am now.
I should mention. I believe in ghosts now.
Please post Ghost Stories that YOU MADE UP and only ones that you made up! This is a topic to get your mind going!!
