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8 days until Halloween
We'll here I am already into the middle of another week. First before we begin todays reader requested topic/s, I want to thank you all for the positive reviews on the last two stories that I posted. It's not easy to step out of ones comfort zone and take a chance on coming up with original short story ideas. Last year I relied more on the reader to share stories - which I will admit - made life so easy. Cut, paste, done. This year I wanted to test myself to see if I could meet the pressures and demands of having and meeting my deadlines. It's not easy, but I love the challenge.
Ok, so back to the readers request topic/s. Many of you loved the segments I did last year asking people to read small blurbs of legends and myths, and then you the reader had to decided if it was truth or fiction. Well that is what today is. Below are five paragraphs that have been categorized as either a legend or a myth. Do you know what is truth or what is fiction? Good Luck! Come back tomorrow to find out how you scored. Until then Blog ya later.
The Legend:
A young man is dropping off groceries at the house of an
eccentric old lady when he notices an old photo that makes the hair on his arms
stand on end. The photo's normal enough--a young boy in his Sunday best--but
something just seems off. He asks the old lady who it is."Oh," she replies, trying to stuff a cat in the dishwasher "isn't that beautiful? You can hardly tell he's dead."
The Legend:
A sick woman arrives at a hospital and when the nurses
withdraw blood it is so toxic that it begins making everyone around her sick
too. Realizing they're dealing with the human embodiment of the creature from
Alien, the nurses flee for their lives.
The Myth:
A prop at a carnival
was discovered not to be made of the usual combination of papier mache and
carni spit, but human skin and bone. All the little kiddies at the haunted
house had been poking and giggling at a real, mummified dead body.
The Legend:
Every day, millions of us put our lives in the hands of
skilled physicians, dentists and white van tattoo artists. Whether we're
getting wisdom teeth removed or our boobs corrected so they're the same size,
we're working under two assumptions: A) The doctor in charge knows what he's
doing and B) There is no way a doctor could be a psychopath who just went
through medical school so he'd have an excuse to mutilate people.
The Legend:
Everyone knows the feeling. You're alone in your house when
you get the unmistakable sense that you're being watched. It's like you can
feel another human presence in the house with you, even though you know you
locked the doors and windows. This spooky trick of the mind is probably why so
many of our ghost stories are about someone being inside our house. There's the
call that was coming from inside the house, the killer who hides under your
bed, the guy who wakes up to find a note taped to his forehead or even the
monsters living in our closet. But those fears are irrational, right?
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