Mystery Contest for Halloween 2009

If you want to enter the mystery contest, just finish the mystery we’ve started below by entering your part of the story into a comment. We do not need any personal information about you. You can just enter your name or your online nickname. We don’t need an email address or anything else. The contest is open to all writers of any age and skill level.  Have fun and take the story in any direction you like. There’s no real prize other than getting some attention for your writing on this site.

We’ll post the winner in our blog sometime right near Halloween.

Good luck.

Here’s how the mystery starts:

From: stephipro31
To: [email protected]
Date: 10/30/2009 12:31 pm
Subject: I’m Don’t Know What to Do – Please Call Me!

Jen, oh my god I really don’t know what to make of this or do.  You must call me soon.  Right away!!!  I can’t believe this!  Am I going crazy or is this for real?  Anyway I guess I better lay it out for you as quickly and simply as I can.

Oh well… ok, so it was the other day, Wednesday I think, right after you told me on the phone that you would meet me for lunch at Mr. Pete’s and we’d go from there to the park.  Remember I was in a hurry doing laundry?  Well I got mad because the washer got stuck, you know how with too much in the load the spin thing goes all out of whack and wobbles until the whole thing just stops dead?  That happened.

So I was all pissed and I had a pile of Jake’s whites in my arms and I was tripping over crap on the floor and his shoes and I tried to reach with my finger to push my coffee cup away from the edge of the dresser but it spilled and I got ever madder.

So I threw the clothes down and yanked his drawer open and it came all the way out of the whole dresser and made a big crack and it smashed my foot.  Well after I stopped cursing and being all curled up on the floor holding my foot I tried to put the drawer back in place.  But i saw a little package on the floor underneath where the drawer should be.  It was wrapped in brown paper and twine.  I picked it up.

This is really freaking me out, Jen.  So anyway, I held the little package and then I just thought, ‘Who cares?  I’m just gonna open it and if Jake gets mad well then he can do his own laundry for a while.

So I unwrapped it and it turned out to be a really old black book with a leather cover that smelled that way old leather things get in an attic you know?  It was even crumbly at the edges and the spine was broken and the whole front cover was almost wiggling right off.  But I opened it and it was filled with writing.  Some in ink.  Some in pencil that was faded.

The very first thing on page one said, ‘London is a town with much to offer me and it is with a sinking heart that I leave it, bound for Austria on the fourth, then on, several days later, to Sarajevo.’

That’s how it started, Jen.  So I read that and then my finger went in the pages at the back of the book and there was this lump.  I flipped to the back and some pages were all stuck together.  Glued, Jen.  Glued together to make a pouch.  It felt like something was in there, so I tore it open and some pictures fell out.  Four little photos.  And then I picked them up and I looked at one which was of a woman in a black dress with a big locket on a chain around her neck.  She was beautiful even though the photo was very old and hardly even there any more.  I saw photos of two different houses lying on the floor.  Just houses with lots of trees around them.  But then I saw the fourth photo Jen.  And oh god I don’t know what to do and I screamed.  My body was shaking and I just let out a scream I was so scared Jen.  The fourth little photo on my bedroom floor had a date written on it right on front Jen.  1897.  That’s what it said.

And I picked it up to see it closer.  I couldn’t breathe  it was jake

can you help me now jen?  I’m so scared now because it was him.

Now, continue the mystery in a comment below.

7 thoughts on “Mystery Contest for Halloween 2009

  1. but how could it be Jake, Jen? he wouldn’t still be alive would he? no it was impossible right? well Jen you have to help me I don’t know what to do I was freaking out breathing heavy on the phone Jen told me to calm down I couldn’t turn my eye’s off the photo how could Jake still be around when he was from 1897 at that moment I heard the front door open I threw the package where he had it and told Jen that I would call her back she told me to be careful I hung up the phone and whent in the front room Jake was taking off his coat I stood there like I was lost in thought What’s the matter with you? he asked. I gave a fake laugh nothing is wrong with me I said. he looked at me and droped the subject we where quite then he said you saw the photo’s didn’t you you whent in my room I had to Jake I was doing you’re laundry I fond it on accident I swear he stood there his body was shaking since you know you have to dessapear Jake no what are you going to do to me? I asked with tears running down my face you whern’t ment to find that package and now I’m afraid death is you’re fate

  2. Wow! This is a very grand story. This is just my opion but it could use more detail, of example what exactually did Jack mean when he said death was her fate.

  3. I then heard the door open. It was Jake. “Hey! I’m home!” he said. I went into the den. “Whats your problem?” he asked innosently. I didn’t know what to do. I finnaly said it.” Jake, I found a picture today. A really freaky picture. There was this with a black dress on and she wearing a lockit. And you were standing next to her. What’s up with that?” “I’m not sure I’m following you directly? Show me what you found.” he said. We both went into Jake’s room. “I took the photo out of the drawer. I turned around to find Jake holding a garbage bag over my head! “Lights out!” he said while soffocating me with a clorophorm rag. I hit my head as he shoved me into the bag. When I woke up I was in the basement. “Jake! Jake!” I screamed. “You called.” he said. “What are you? WHO are you?” I asked. “Thats the thing. I’m something that you hate. I’m something that you fear. I’m not real at all, Steph. I’m dead. That lady you saw in the picture. That was my best friend. She killed me. So I killed her. I possed her into jumping off a cliff. I’t was payback. Do you understand?” he asked me. “Yes. But why did you tie me up?” I asked. “Because you know the truth. And because you know the truth I’m afraid you have to leave the physicill world and go to the spirit world.” he replied. “You mean your going to k-k-kill me!?!” I screamed. He nodded and I screamed as he killed me. “Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed as I woke up. It was all a dream. I went into Jakes room and I found the photo. I looked at my calender. It was 2015. Turns out, I was dead for 14 years.

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