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Blood Witch demon Countess Elizabeth Bathory full story (true indeed)

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1 this is a really good horror story i was curious to see if EB was real .....why was i curious becuz i watched stay alive and uhhh that movie stay alive is some scary shhhhh ..... my rating is 5star for the whole thing .....so give your SQ SOME LOVE P.NORMALUVERS.... AM SO FREAKY FABULOUS ! YOU WILL BEWARE YOUR IN FOR A SCARE GOOSEBUMPS INTRO HEHE I MEAN EVIL LAUGH RATED TEENS ONLY
2 Clandestine Entry
3 Beyond Belief
4 The Lady
5 Training in Torture
6 Addiction
7 Judgment Day
8 Testimony of the Torturers
9 Disposition
10 For the Record
11 Current Notions

this is a really good horror story i was curious to see if EB was real .....why was i curious becuz i watched stay alive and uhhh that movie stay alive is some scary shhhhh ..... my rating is 5star for the whole thing .....so give your SQ SOME LOVE P.NORMALUVERS.... AM SO FREAKY FABULOUS ! YOU WILL BEWARE YOUR IN FOR A SCARE GOOSEBUMPS INTRO HEHE I MEAN EVIL LAUGH RATED TEENS ONLY Edit

Clandestine EntryEdit

During the Christmas season in 1609 (or 1610), King Mathias II of Hungary sent a party of men to the massive Castle Csejthe. He had heard rumors that several young women from the area were being held in the castle against their will, if not actually killed. In haste, he sent the team to investigate.

Valentine Penrose described what happened in

Erzs bet Bthory, La Comtesse Sanglante, translated in English as The Bloody Countess, and a fictionalized account can be found in The Blood Countess,by Andrei Codrescu, which provides a good sense of the setting. Yet the earliest accounts derive from an 18th Century history of Hungary, by Father Laslo Turczi with a monograph published in 1744,

HERE IS THE DEMON WITCH

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a 1796 German publication, which is translated and quoted in Sabine Baring-Goulds 1865 account of werewolf legends around the world.

These men knew they had to be careful. The beautiful mistress of the manor, known for her lustrous black hair and pale skin, was of royal blood and was especially well connected. Once married to a warrior count known as Hungarys Black Hero for his bravery in battles with the Turks, she was related to princes and kings, bishops and cardinals, and she was the cousin of Prime Minister Thurzoa member of the very party that approached her imposing domain that night with such stealth and trepidation. If she recognized his colors, she would let him in, but their preference was to arrive unannounced. The womans uncle, Stephen Bthory, had been king of Poland. If the persistent rumors proved to be unfounded, she could be a dangerous political enemy. On the other hand, if they were true, then something had to be done to stop her.

It was cold and the men had difficulty finding their way, even with a few torches. The talk around town was that the woman they sought would be having one of her late-night clandestine gatheringsa sight to behold if they managed to get that close, and probably incriminatingfor witchcraft, at the very least. They hoped to catch her in a deviant illegal act. People down the hill in the village often claimed to have heard screams emanating from within this place, and they spoke of disappearing girls and of murder, but no one had dared approach the regal, 50-something countess until now. Word had come to the king that she had kidnapped or killed nine girls from good families.

The men who came together for this raid had heard that the mistress was a practitioner of the Dark Arts and they did not dare let her servants spot them. A spell must be avoided at all cost. Thats why they crept close to the castle without announcing their presence. All told, the party consisted of the prime minister, a priest who had lodged the complaint, the local governor (who was also a relative of this woman), and several soldiers. Climbing the imposing hill on which the stone castle stood, they stopped to catch their breath and to ensure they had not been detected. Most of the windows were dark, but the castle was a large stronghold and those inside could be almost anywhere. So far, there had been no cry of alarm and no evidence of a guard at the door. They moved on toward the castle, preparing to break in.

To their surprise, the massive wooden door stood partly ajar, as if inviting them in, so they pushed it open and entered. To their right, a cat jumped out, startling them. They had heard that the Countess used these animals as her wicked emissaries, sending them out to attack her enemies. Two more cats emerged from the shadows. The priest quickly crossed himself. He counted six cats in all and would later have reason to remember them.

At that moment they saw, quite unexpectedly, the first evidence of what they had come for.

Beyond BeliefEdit

On the cold stone floor of the great hall lay a pale, partially clothed young girl. She failed to move. They wondered if she might simply be asleep or drunk, so several men went toward her. Still, she made no effort to rouse herself. One man reached down to touch her and shook his head. He told the others she was dead. They turned her over and saw how pale she looked. She appeared to have been drained of bloodexactly as the rumors went.

Then they heard a moan. Just a few paces away was another girl, sprawled face up but still alive. The men discovered that her body had been pierced in many places. She was also pale, as if from severe blood depletion. It was clear to them that she would not last longnot even long enough for them to take her to the village. Reluctantly, they left her there and moved deeper into the castle. They could smell the foul odors of decomposition.

Against a pillar, the party found another female corpse chained to a post. She bore marks of beatings and burns, as well as cuts from a whip. She, too, had lost most of her blood. Clearly, whatever was happening to these girls was related to some kind of blood ceremony, such as those practiced by devil worshippers.

Anxious now about their trespass into this domain, the men moved down the stone stairs to the lower floors to locate the dungeons. Thurzo had seen this area years earlier, as a child, so he remembered the way. As they made their way by touching the cold stone walls, their hearts beat hard at the prospect of discovery. Then they heard movement in the darkness and plaintive cries not far away. Rushing to the sounds, they discovered prison cells full of women and children, most of whom bore the scars of repeated bleedings. Those who were still healthy begged for help, and it was clear that they were to be sacrificed. They had learned that no one left the castle in the same state of health as they had come, so on this night these women had been lucky. They were rescued.

The men freed the captives and led them out of the castle before venturing to the higher floors to find the woman responsible for these carnal atrocities. To their surprise, (some sources say) inside a large torch-lit room they discovered evidence of a drunken holiday orgy, complete with torture. The lady they came for had already fled, but they knew where she had gone and it was not difficult to find her.

Its not easy distinguishing truth from legend in a case more than three centuries old. What follows is gleaned from several accounts, with contradictions on significant issues noted.

The LadyEdit

There is no extant account of what the party found that night, reportedly because the scene was too monstrous to be written into a permanent record, but there was plenty to tell for those who would be called to the legal proceedings. The officials arrested all of those involved in the licentious activities, freed the surviving victims, and took the protesting sorceress into a room in her own castle, to confine her until a decision was made about her fate.

Her name was Countess Erzsbet Bthory and she was a member of a powerful family from an estate at the foot of the Carpathian Mountains. Gordon Melton says she was the daughter of George (Gyrgy) and Anna Bthory, born in 1560 (or 1561). During this time,Hungarysaw numerous battles between the Ottoman Empire andAustrias Hapsburg armies. The Bthorys were Protestant, a new religion at the time, and Erzsbet was raised on Ecsed, an estate inTransylvania. When she was 11, her cousin Stephen became prince of Transylvania, and he planned to unite Europe against the Turks. Yet battles on several fronts exhausted his resources. Stephen was known for his savagery, and scholars have cited him, among others, as evidence of derangement in the family lineage.

Erzsbet was not an easy child, nor was life easy for her, despite being a member of the privileged class. She suffered from fits, and exhibited uncontrolled rages that may have indicated a brain disorder associated with increased aggression. Others have pointed to the possibility of epilepsy. She was also promiscuous, getting pregnant at the age of 14 by a peasant and having to be sequestered to avoid scandal on her betrothal to an aristocrat.

At the age of 15, she married Count Ferencz Ndasdy, a great warrior who was often away from home. Thus, they joined two powerful political families with strains of madness running through them, both renowned for cruel behavior. Bthorys aunt, a distinguished lady at the court, was reputed to be a lesbian and witch. An uncle was an alchemist and devil-worshiper, and her brother was a reprobate around whom no woman or female child was considered safe. To make matters worse, her nurse from childhood, Ilona Jooone of those arrested in 1610was steeped in the practice of black magic that reportedly required the sacrifice of children for their bones and blood.

True Vampires of History, Donald Glut (echoing Penrose) says that as Erzsbet grew older, she practiced witchcraft and carried a parchment (Penrose says the shriveled caul of a newborn child) on which was inscribed an incantation for protection. Accordingly, she called to the deity Isten for help, health, and long life. When I am in danger, this parchment supposedly said, send ninety-nine cats. I order you to do so because you are the supreme commander of cats...order ninety-nine cats to come with speed and bite the heart of King Matthias... And keep Elizabeth safe from harm.

Erzsbet moved into the castle Sarvar and learned how to run a great estate. While her behavior toward servants is legendary today, it was not uncommon among aristocrats to exercise their power in brutal beatings and even death for those they considered lesser beings. Erzsbet enjoyed power and had a vicious impulsiveness that only strengthened in an environment with no accountability for aristocrats.

By many accounts, she was also a petty and vain narcissist. She changed her clothing five or six times a day and spent hours admiring her legendary beauty in mirrors. She used all manner of oils and unguents to preserve and whiten her skin. No one denied her whatever she wanted and she demanded continuous praise. No one knows what she might have become had she not teamed up with her husband, but there is no doubt that she was fertile ground for his sadistic encouragement.

Training in TortureEdit

Coming to the castle to be Ndasdys wife introduced Erzebet to his special dungeons and modes of discipline. (Penrose says that Ndasdy only tolerated Erzsbets cruelty and did not torture anyone himself, but other accounts say he was just as hard on the servants and even taught his wife a few things.) One of his alleged methods was to spread honey over a naked servant girl and leave her tied down outside for the bugs to nibble and bees to sting. He also showed Erzsbet the art of freezing a girl to death during the winter by pouring water over her naked body until it hardened and she was unable to move. Sometimes he sent black magic spells from another land where he was at war for his wife to try out at homea token of his love. He also encouraged Erzsbet how to beat the serving girls to the brink of death, a task in which she reportedly took great pleasure.

Ndasdy was frequently gone on his military campaigns, so Erzsbet would practice her rituals and write to him about them. Glut reveals the contents of one such missive, as Erzsbet describes how a mentor taught her a blood ritual: Thurko has taught me a lovely new one. Catch a black hen and beat it to death with a white cane. Keep the blood and smear some on your enemy. If you get no chance to smear it on his body, obtain one of his garments and smear it.

She also received an assortment of male lovers, although, like her notorious aunt, she apparently indulged in lesbian sex as well. She accumulated an entourage of people who were adept at sorcery, alchemy and witchcraft. One nobleman with pale skin and long dark hair, who according to Glut was reputed to drink blood, was brought to live at the castle to teach her about it. The stranger bore all the physical attributes of a supernatural vampire, Glut writes, clearly influenced by American films. Perhaps he was even Dracula back from the grave. (Penrose suggests this stranger was a woman in drag.) For a time, Erzsbet ran off with him, but then returned alone. Glut (but no official records) says there was blood around her mouth.

After fathering four children with Erzsbet, three boys and a girl, Ndasdy fell ill in 1601 and was confined to his bed with a bad leg until he died in 1604, leaving Erzsbet at the age of 44, a middle-aged widow. (Glut suggests that she poisoned him.) She moved at once to their castle inVienna, where she had a more active social life, but eventually returned to her estates inHungary where she had more privacy for torture sessions.

Melton says that her cohort in crime until 1609 was a little-known figure named Anna Darvulia, and after that, it was Erzsi Majorova, a widow. In other words, she was not alone in her vile activities. Others knew, approved, and participated with her. In fact, it was supposedly Majorova who encouraged kidnapping girls from the lesser nobility.

Pretty young women began to disappear from villages near and far, as well as children. The families did not know what to do. Speaking out against the nobility could get them into trouble, so they went to their priests but otherwise held their tongues. They saw the Ndasdy carriage, drawn by black horses, go by at night with girls inside who never came back. Year after year, it was the same. No one could challenge it. They had not yet forgotten that in 1524 the nobles had met a peasant uprising with extreme punishment, and no one was willing to risk that again. It was their lot to endure whatever the lords and ladies meted out.

German anthropologist Michael Wagener points out that Erzsbet continued to use torture after her husbands death, and even refined her methods. The unhappy girls who were lured to the castle, under the plea that they were to be taken into service there, were locked up in a cellar. Here they were beaten till their bodies were swollen. Elizabeth not infrequently tortured the victims herself; often she changed their clothes which dripped with blood, and then renewed her cruelties. The swollen bodies were then cut up with razors. Occasionally she had the girls burned, and then cut up, but the great majority of them were beaten to death. Many accounts say that she was psychotic, and that her mental illness grew worse with age. Many details came out during legal hearings.

Everitt adds that sometimes she would sew a servant girls mouth shut, force her to eat strips of her own flesh, or burn her genitals, while Wagener indicates that she would stick needles into those who sat with her in a carriage, especially if they were of her own sex. He also advanced another legend: "When she was ill, and could not indulge her cruelty, she bit a person who came near her sick bed as though she were a wild beast. This was, in fact, trial testimony, albeit gained via torture.

AddictionEdit

Finally, the crop of peasant girls had run out. Erzsbet, ever daring, turned her blood thirst to lesser aristocrats. She had done so much thus far without being stopped, and like many serial killers after her, arrogance made her bold and stupid. She was eager to extend her reach for the thrill of seeing what she could get away with. She also appeared to be so caught up with the pleasures of what she was doing that she could not stop.

Sabine Baring-Gould, an English author and folklorist of considerable status during the 19th Century, used the tale of Erzsbet as an example of his own view of a certain psychological phenomenon. I have seen an accomplished young woman of considerable refinement and of a highly strung nervous temperament string flies with her needle on a piece of thread, and watch complacently their flutterings, he wrote in 1865. Cruelty may remain latent till, by some accident, it is aroused, and then it will break forth in a devouring flame. He says that the passion for blood follows the same pattern. We have no conception of the violence with which they can rage till circumstances occur which call them into action...passion blazes forth, and the serenity of the quiet breast is shattered for ever. A word, a glance, a touch, are sufficient to fire the magazine of passion in the heart, and to desolate for ever an existence.

Blood thirst, too, may lurk inside a person, even those we love, and we may never even spot it. It may smolder in the bosom which is most cherished by us, and we may be perfectly unconscious of its existence there. Perhaps circumstances will not cause its development; perhaps moral principle may have bound it down with fetters it can never break.

To replenish her diminishing stable, Erzsbet offered to teach social graces to young women from noble families, and when they arrived at the castle she had her pick. After the murder of one of such young lady in 1609, which Erzsbet tried to stage as a suicide, the authorities finally decided to act. This suspicious incident, coupled with the many other rumors over the years, required action. The king supported it, because Erzsbet had been asking him to repay funds he had borrowed from her husband, and if the rumors proved true and she was arrested, he would be free of his debt. In other words, everyone would win...except the lady in question.

Judgment DayEdit

The rumors indeed proved true, and much that was far worse, so Erzsbets gory tyranny was brought to an end. On the night of the raid, Thurzo locked Erzsbet in her fortress and left some men in charge. In his letters, he mentioned finding only one corpse in the castle---that of a young woman accused of stealing a pear. Her hands were burned and her breasts were bitten. He later claimed he saw no orgies, but being Erzsbets relative, he had reason to protect the family reputation. Others reported a more dramatic evening, especially in the aftermath.

As Erzsbet awaited a hearing, officials searched her castle for evidence. They discovered bones and other human remains, along with the clothing and personal effects of missing girls. Codrescu quotes from a memoir of one of Thurzos lieutenants who wrote that as they searched the castle, they came upon the dead bodies of young girls everywhere they looked. Many had no arms or eyes. One blackened body was in the fireplace, not fully burned, and quite a few were buried in shallow graves around the castle. We watched in horror as the dogs ran about with parts of the girls in their mouths.

They learned much from the victims who had survived, as well as detailed stories from a crew of accomplices. The men and women who had assisted Bthory in her bloody deeds jostled one another to be first to win clemency through cooperationor to avoid further torture. Erzsbet herself did not attend the trial and did not testify. Instead she remained in her castle, maintaining her innocence. Everitt claims that her high-born relatives persuaded the court to keep her under house arrest and delay a sentence indefinitely.

Twenty-one judges were on hand on January 2, 1611, when the proceedings of the special tribunal began, with Judge Theodosius de Szulo of the Royal Supreme Court presiding. They called numerous witnesses, sometimes 35 a day, including the families from which girls had gone missing and victims who had survived. One mother had lost her 10-year-old daughter.

The principal testimony against Erzsbet was offered by her servants and by people who had assisted her in her bloody campaign. According to Penrose, each of her cohorts was asked the same 11 questions about how long he or she had been at the castle and what things had been done there related to the crimes. In particular, they were all asked whom they had murdered, how many, where the victims were from, and who had brought them to the castle. They were also pressed to describe any tortures they had used and what had happened to those girls who had died. More to the point, they were to describe fully the countesss involvement. What they had to say revealed a practice so vile that Erzs bet is still known to this day as one of the cruelest monsters in history.

Testimony of the TorturersEdit

Ficzko, a dwarf who had worked for Erzsbet for 16 years, claimed he had been taken there forcibly. He was not sure about how many women he helped to kill, but he did know the count of the girls: 37. Five were buried in holes, two in a garden, two at night in a church, and so on. They had been lured from the country with the promise of employment in the castle, and women in some of the villages actually conspired to provide girls for money or small gifts. If the girls did not come willingly, they were beaten into unconsciousness and carried off. At the castle, they were bound and stabbed with needles and scissors, among other cruelties. They had been chosen for the softness of their skineven of their tonguesand for their youth and beauty.

When asked about the type of torture used, he said (as recorded by Penrose), They tied the hands and arms very tightly with Viennese cord, they were beaten to death until the whole body was black as charcoal and their skin was rent and torn. One girl suffered more than two hundred blows before dying. Dorko [another accomplice and procurer] cut their fingers one by one with shears and then slit the veins with scissors.

Erzsbets childhood nurse, Ilona Joo, admitting that she had killed about 50, said that she had applied red-hot pokers from the fire, shoving them into the mouth of some hapless girl, or up her nose. The mistress herself, she testified, had placed her fingers into the mouth of one girl and pulled hard until the sides split open. She had also stabbed them all over with needles, making them bleed, or had torn open their flesh with sharp pincers. She liked to slit open the skin between their fingers.

Erzsbet, it was said, administered many cruel and arbitrary beatings and was soon torturing and butchering the girls. She might cut off someone's fingers, or beat her about the face until the bones broke. Even when Erzsbet was ill, she didn't stop. Instead, she'd have girls brought to her bed so she could slap and bite them. Sometimes she bit them until they died, and she made her male servants consume their flesh. According to Ilona Joo, the countess might place oiled paper between a girls legs and set it on fire, or used candles to burn them. There was often so much blood from cutting the girls in strategic spots that cinders were place around the countesss bed to absorb it. When they buried the bodies in secret places, they chanted over them.

The third accused accomplice added that the countess liked to apply a red-hot iron to the soles of the girls feet, and another witness said that she had seen four girls bound in shrouds, barely alive but unable to move. Yet another claimed she had seen the devil himself sitting on Countess Bthorys lap, and that she had sexual relations with him, completely under his spell. That was due, in part, to his impressive male organ. Only one servant refused to testify against her mistress, and for that, says Codrescu, her eyes were put out and her breasts removed before she was ultimately burned at the stake.

Testimony also revealed that the kidnapped girls had been chained to walls in the dungeons and fattened up, because the Countess believed this increased the blood in their bodiesand blood was critical to her moonlit sorcery. They were also forced into deviant sexual activities with her. If they reacted with displeasure, they received torture and possibly death. Yet, even those who did well eventually bored her and they, too, were dispatched. Sometimes, depending on the countesss whim, her favorite girls got the worst treatment. One had been forced to strip a piece of flesh off her own arm. A few were shoved into small cages full of spikes.

Even during an age when torture was commonplace, the judges who listened to these accounts were appalled, especially when survivors recounted their own stories. They told how they had been pierced, pinched, beaten, and burned by the mistress of the castle. Many were disfigured for life.

The hearing grew more gruesome by the day, as more people added their own tales of horror and how many dead bodies they had witnessed. Finally, it was over. Based on the skeletons and cadaver parts found, as well as witness reports, Countess Bthory and her cronies were convicted on 80 counts of murder. In a second part of the trial, a newly discovered register was entered as evidence that included in Erzsbets handwriting the names of, and small details about, more than 650 females, according to some accounts. The suggestion, which could not be proven, was that she had kept track of her victims and had actually killed that many. The formal charges remained at 80, although Penrose says that King Mathias indicated in a letter to Thurzo during the hearing that he knew of at least 300 victims.

DispositionEdit

While her accomplices were tortured and put to death in a variety of ghastly ways --- some had their fingers pulled off, some were buried alive, some were beheaded --- the judges considered what to do with the mistress. King Mathias favored execution, but that meant enacting a special statute to strip her of her royal immunity. Theyd already had to instigate such a statute just to prosecute her. Prime Minister Thurzo, her relative, intervened on her behalf to insist that she was unable to appreciate what she had done. Yet the court report indicated that the number of torture devices found in her residence belied her inability to control her anger. Clearly, she had taken pleasure in her deviant acts.

Nevertheless, pressure was on to keep her fortune in the family, so in the end Erzsbet Bthory was imprisoned for life, with no formal sentencing, locked in a small set of rooms in her own castle at Cahtice. Her sonand sole heirwrote a letter on her behalf asking for mercy, but her daughter Anna vowed never to speak to her mother again, or allow her children to do so. Erzsbet claimed that she was innocent of all charges. She said the peasant girls died of many different things, from contagious disease to blood poisoning, and she should not be held responsible for the whims of nature.

She was confined to her rooms, with the entrances and windows walled up, save for tiny slits for food and air. Penrose says she was heartbroken that she no longer had her magic incantation. After only three and a half years, during the summer of 1614 (or 1613) when she was 54 (or 53), she died. The evidence of this was her untouched dinner plates. Someone who looked through the slit in the door, says Glut, saw her lying face down on the floor.

When they tore down the walls to retrieve her body, legend has it that they found a brief document to the effect that before her imprisonment she had invoked a darker power to send 99 cats to tear out the hearts of her accusers and judges. The priest, who read it, recalled the cats they had seen that night when they entered the castle.

For the RecordEdit

What's notable about Countess Bthory is that she is one of the extremely rare females throughout history who have displayed vampiric or cannibalistic appetites. After her death, rumors spread about how she'd actually bathed in the blood of her young victims. Everitt states quite emphatically, but without substantiation, that she had girls butchered so she could try out her beauty treatment. He attributed it to a preoccupation with eternal youth, and other authors have followed suit.

Yet, when Dracula scholar Raymond McNally traveled to Slovakia To examine court records, none mentioned bathing in blood, although some noted her frenzy for biting pieces of flesh off her victims. Father Laslo Turczi had written about her in his historical account ofHungary, published in 1744, more than a century after she had died. He relied on official records, as well as on legend and lore, to piece together her tale. Yet, because the Catholic Church benefited from dramatic tales of werewolves, witches, and vampires, because it helped with their doctrines about God and Satan, his account during an era when werewolves and witches were being discovered and executed, must be suspect.

One enduring legend is that Erzsbet had slapped a servant girl one day, got blood on her hand, and after washing it off found that it made her skin look younger. Alchemists apparently assured her that this was a sign of her nobility, so to restore her waning beauty, she made a practice of bathing in virginal blood. These ideas were suggested in 1795 by Wagener, when he (as translated by Sabine Baring-Gould) wrote: "Elizabeth was wont to dress well in order to please her husband, and she spent half the day over her toilet. On one occasion, a lady's-maid saw something wrong in her head-dress, and as a recompense for observing it, received such a severe box on the ears that the blood gushed from her nose, and spurted on to her mistress's face. When the blood drops were washed off her face, her skin appeared much more beautifulwhiter and more transparent on the spots where the blood had been.

Apparently, "Elizabethformed the resolution to bathe her face and her whole body in human blood so as to enhance her beauty. Her accomplices, he said, would catch the blood in a tub so that Erzsbet could bathe at the hour of four in the morning. After the bath she appeared more beautiful than before.

No official account mentions this bizarre behavior or fetish, and its more likely that she simply experienced a sexual thrill from seeing blood and/or used the blood for her rituals and ceremonies. Nevertheless, if the ledger with 650 names is what many believe it is, then no single person in the centuries to come surpassed her victim toll. Her reputation remains as one of the most bloodthirsty killers on record, in part because her noble status made her untouchable in a society that protected its aristocrats.

Current NotionsEdit

Melton points out in The Vampire Companion That no testimony was offered at Bthorys trial regarding her supposed habit of bathing in the blood of her victims. No one raised the issue and no one reported it. Yet the records of the trial were sealed at the time so as not to embarrass the Hungarian aristocracy. No one among them was even allowed to mention her name.

Laszlo Turczi collected the documents and folktales a century later and recorded them in his book. Melton says that it was this man who first suggested the countesss gory bathing habits (Penrose says the account was from contemporary records), and his book appeared inEuropewhen there was widespread fear of vampires. How much of the tale was embellished is difficult to say. Although Erzsbet shows up in many accounts about real vampires, she never actually drank blood, to anyones knowledgedespite Penroses habit of calling her a vampire throughout his book. Nevertheless, she has been immortalized in fiction and film as a vampire.

During the 1980s, McNally published Dracula was a Woman: In Search of the Blood Countess of Transylvania. He claimed that Dracula author Bram Stoker had read about the countess in Sabine Baring-Goulds 1865 The Book of Werewolves, which offered an account in the context of werewolf legends. McNally also suggested that some of that tale may have influenced Stoker to set his story in Transylvania. Since the drinking of blood appeared to help Dracula to become youthful, McNally argues that the folklore about Erzsbet Bthorys own obsession with blood and youth may have come into Stokers calculations for his monster. [Bthorys] legend certainly played a major role in the creation of the character of Count Dracula, he wrote. He also said that the character of Renfield, the life-eater bore strong similarities to the countess.

Yet scholar Elizabeth Miller, in Dracula: Sense and Nonsense,contradicts this notion. Rubbish! she insists. Though a brief section on Bthory appears in one of Stokers source-texts [Baring-Gould], no evidence exists that he was influenced by it or even read it. She claims the hypothetical link between Bthory and the character of Count Dracula derives from publications during the 1970s, notably Gabriel Ronays 1972 book, The Dracula Myth and Donald Gluts 1971 True Vampires of History. Miller asserts that many critics assume that if Bthory is mentioned in one of Stokers sources, then he both read and was influenced by it. Having read Stokers notes herself, Miller claims that McNally is in error when he says that references to Bthory are in the notes. More likely, Miller goes on to suggest, he was influenced by Baring-Goulds association between vampires and werewolves.

Whether Erzbet Bathry drank or bathed in blood, was obsessed with youth, or targeted young women for their skin, she certainly was a bloodthirsty tyrant even during a time when aristocrats were rarely called on the carpet for such deeds. Even disregarding tales gained through torture, the evidence from the many missing girls, testimony from damaged survivors, and the discovery of human remains all serve to underscore the charge of extreme torture and serial murder.

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BELLA & EM DO BAD TEENY THINGS LIKE GETTING BAN FORM WALMART VERY FUNNY RATED K OR T

BELLA GETS BULLIED by THE CULLEN CREW NOW 2 YEARS OR MORE LATER LOOKING LIKE A TOTAL HOTTIE NOW EDDIE KINS WANTS HER BUT ALL SHE CAN THINK ABOUT IS REVENGE

bella & edward hate each other but is it more than just hate that they share? lol Rated M or T

bella ends up preggo but eddie wants nothing to do with the baby becuz hes a player or dose he ? must be in high school Rated M or T

& AS FOR THE SOUR FRUIT BOWL WELL LETS JUST SAY YOU ALREADY KNOW LOL

NOW FOR THE JAKE LIST

UHHH IDK YOU THINK FOR MEH

Four Legged Dark Creature !!!!!!!!!!!

2013-02-10T20:33:23Z

During 8th grade , I would normally sleep real late into the night. Since my room was on the second floor, it provided me with the privacy I needed, without any one disturbing my conversations. I was a teenager who enjoyed talking on the phone with friends, and calling from bed was the perfect time to gossip. My Older brother at the time slept upstairs as well, but he slept in the room next to mine. On one particular weekend night, which has haunted me to this day, I was in bed talking on the phone with a friend. Everyone in the household was sleeping since it was late into the night. There was enough moonlight coming into my room that I could make out the outlines of the objects that were in my room. My bed at the time was in the corner of one of the walls, while the door was right in front of my bed. I was resting my eyes for a while during my phone conversation when I had an uneasy feeling. When I opened my eyes, I saw a shadow standing next to my bed. Even with the moonlight, the shadow was dark, and I could not make out any features. It just stood there, while I felt my body freeze in horror. My gut told me in was a malevolent entity. After staring at this figure for what seemed like an eternity, the entity shifted in shape. I saw it transform from a two legged shadow, to a four legged dark "creature" with a tail. When it did this, it crawled on my ceiling near my bed (my room ceiling is low due to the shape of the roof; there is a slant to the ceiling on the edge, so you can hit your head if you are not careful). It is at this moment that I threw my phone (my friend was still on the line), jumped from the bed, and went for my light switch next to the door. I did not look back at the creature out of fear. When I turned on the light, it turned off in a matter of seconds. I tried to turn it on again, and it turned off again. I felt my adrenaline going after I failed to keep the light on, so I threw open my door, turned on the light from the hallway, and frantically knocked on my brother's door. I woke up my brother that night, and although angry as soon as he opened the door, he looked concerned when he saw me crying and shaking terribly. I told him what I had seen in my room, and I quickly tailed behind him to check out my room, and retrieve my phone. When he turned on the light from my room, the light stayed on. We did not find anything but my phone still on the bed. Apparently my friend had tried to call me several times after I cut our conversation short due to what I had seen. My brother believed me (probably from the way I acting/looking), and he wanted to tell my parents then and there. It was late in the night, and I did not want to wake them. I also knew they were going to believe me because they went thru it too . I realized that they were just going to dismiss it as a dream. becuz they dont want me to be scared .....I told my brother not to say anything, and I ended up staying in my brother's room that night. I could not sleep at all that night, due to fear, and due to the questioning of what exactly that "thing" was. The next morning, my brother and I went downstairs for breakfast. Over breakfast, my brother tells my parents what had happened the night before. I was ashamed .... When my brother finished telling my parents what had happened, they both stayed quiet. My dad finally asked me if I was sure of what I had seen, and if I was positive I was not dreaming. I showed him my phone, and I told him I was wide awake, and that I had been on the phone talking to a friend. My brother also verified that he had woken up to me crying uncontrollably. My dad then told me that he will leave a video camera in my room that very night to see if he saw anything unusual during the night. The next day after the recording, my dad handed me the video and told me to watch it. I never did. I realized that if I saw something I did not want to see there, I would not be able to live in that house with peace. To this day, that video is still in the bookshelf. My dad told me he watched half of it, and then he got a glimpse of a four legged monster so he turned it off. As for myself, I never want to see that video - It brings back horrific memories. he changed my room of asap deep voice the end for now that is xoxo your one & only scream queen my paranormal luvers

MY Birthday Yay!!!!

2013-02-08T17:31:48Z

so its your one & only scream queen"s birthday & uh its actually on the 9th n if your asking how old im thats no secret ill never tell so wish your queen b sum luv here is fashion style i will be wearing on the 9th :~)))))

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79 Things to do in an Elevator (Soooo funny)

2013-02-02T02:43:45Z

1. Crack open your briefcase or handbag, peer inside and ask "Got enough air in there?"

2. Stand silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.(this will scare the beep outta anyone cuz its wat they do in scary movies)

3. When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves.

4. Greet everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.

5. Meow occasionally.

6. Stare at another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM!" - and back away slowly.

7. Say "DING!" at each floor.

8. Say "I wonder what all these do?" and push all the red buttons.

9. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button

. 10. Stare grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce:

"I have new socks on.

" 11. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask: "Is that your beeper?"

12. Try to make personal calls on the emergency phone.

13. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space."

14. When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.

15. As you are coming to the end of the journey, get emotional and have a group hug. Tell them that you will never forget them

. 16. Ask if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones.

17. Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, How's your day been?"

18. Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: "That's mine

!" 19. Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.

20. Pretend you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers

. 21. Swat at flies that don't exist

. 22. Call out "Group hug!" then enforce it

. 23. Make car race noises when someone gets on or off

. 24. Congratulate all for being in the same lift with you

. 25. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, all of you just shut UP!"

26. Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.

27. While the doors are opening, hurriedly whisper, "Hide it...quick!" then whistle innocently

. 28. Let your cell phone ring - don't answer it.

29. Walk into the lift and say "This reminds me of being buried alive. Ah, those were the days..."

30. Take shoes off before entering. Then look shocked and disgusted when the others don't.

31. Ask people which floor they want, say in 'Who want to be a millionaire' style is that your final answer.

32. Also in your bellboy act, ask what floor they want. Whatever they say, give them a glare and say "you should be ashamed of yourself!", and leave the lift tutting.

33. Ask, "Did you feel that?"

34. Tell people that you can see their aura.

35. When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay. Don't panic, they open up again."

36. Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body

." 37. Dress up in a long, black cloak with a hood, stare and in a deep voice announce "It is time..

." 38. Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex to other passengers

. 39. Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly

. 40. Sell Girl Scout cookies

. 41.On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator

. 42. Shave

. 43. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down. 44. Lean over to another passenger and whisper: "Noogie patrol coming!"

45 . One word: Flatulence!

46. On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go "plink" at the bottom.

47. Do Tai Chi exercises.

48. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, not now, darn motion sickness!"

49. Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.

50. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "oops!

51. Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected

52. Sing "Mary had a little lamb" while continually pushing buttons.

53. Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends.

54. Burp, and then say "mmmm...tasty!"

55. Leave a box between the doors

. 56. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers "through" it.

57. Start a sing-along.

58. Play the harmonica.

59. Lean against the button panel

. 60. Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope

. 61. Bring a chair along

. 62. Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger: "Wanna see wha in muh mouf?

63. Blow spit bubbles

. 64. Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings.

65. Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively.

66. Wear "X-Ray Specs" and leer suggestively at the passengers.

67. Stare at your thumb and say "I think it's getting larger."

68. If anyone brushes against you, recoil and holler "Bad touch!"

69. Bring a water pistol. Soak everyone's shoes.

70. Start brushing off invisible bugs from your arms, screaming "Aaughh! Get them off!"

71. Challenge your neighbor to a "Tic-Tac-Toe" tournament

. 72. Laugh hysterically for five seconds, stop, and glare at the other passengers like they are crazy

. 73. Charge into the elevator dripping wet, holding a towel and wearing only a bath robe

.'74. Mutter something about how husbands/wives always come home early just when it's getting to the good part.

75. Make chalk drawings on the walls.

76. As the elevator is going up, jump violently up and down, shouting "Down! I said down, darn it!"(ppl will try to calm you down)

77. Crouch in one corner and growl menacingly at everyone who gets on.(super hilarious)

78. Try to get a game of "Twister" going.

79. Wrinkle your nose and smell the air repeatedly. Sniff at your neighbor suspiciously, give a disgusted frown, and take a step away.(Dont be mad if you have a black eye afterwards)

which number is your Fav

MY AUNTIE"S POSSESSION

2013-01-24T22:50:27Z

I used to live in a small city (I would rather not say city for protection), where our next door neighbor was the worst ever. My mother never told us why this lady next door hated her so much. She sure got revenge at whatever the grudge was, but she was nice to us. Until this day, I do not know why. My aunt came home from school very hungry. The lady next door was outside on the porch, when all of a sudden she asked her to come and help her get something out, because it was too heavy. As my aunt proceeded to go help her, I tried to stop her, but I was pushed by an unseen force. I did not see anybody by the door at the time. I ran to my mother to let her know what was going on, but it was too late! By the time we went to get her, she was already coming out with a sandwich in her hand. My mother took it away from her, but she was almost done with it. The same night, around midnight, we were awakened by the smell of something burning. I woke everybody up to help find where the smell was coming from. It was my aunt's room. I could not open the door, but when my uncle came in, the look on his face was as if he had seen the devil himself. I grabbed his hand, and he snapped out of it. But when I turned to see who or what he was staring at, it was the scariest thing I had ever seen. My aunt was sitting in her bed, just staring at me. Her facial features were as if a demon inside of her were trying to come out! For the next few days she became worse. It started by her passing out, and all the entities she had inside tried to come through. A little girl, a man, few demons and one that called himself the devil. I was so scared to be alone with her, but every time that she passed out she was next to me. The little girl spirit tried to come through every time I was in front of her, but there was one entity that did not like me one bit. One day I was passing next to my aunt, not knowing that she was in her possessed mode (I guess you can say) when all of a sudden she grabbed me. Her face was not hers, but that demon that did not like me (I say this because she sound like an evil man) I screamed so hard I almost passed out. My mother called my uncles to get her or this thing off me. She pulled me closer and told me that he knew who I was and to watch myself, because one day I would not be so lucky. I went to church and became a regular choir girl. I told our priest what was going on, and he offered to help. He gave me a little bottle of holy water to protect myself. The very next day he came to our house but made it only to our door, saying, "I cannot come in there! It is too strong for me. I need more people with me!" He told my mother that one of the demons was not just a demon but the devil himself, and that he was not going anywhere without my aunt. He said that as he was leaving, he heard the entity scream at him, saying that her soul was offered to him, and he was going to stay until he gets her soul. He was so concerned that he came the very next day with three other people. They failed, and she stayed the same. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years. Yes, this went on for two years! It was an everyday nightmare! I still do not know how she got cured. None of my family members would tell me how. But I cannot be alone with her to this day. I feel as if the demon that threatened me is still with her, and I am afraid of her. I know she has a family now, but I'm still afraid! I believe in God. He loves me, and I know that He protected me throughout those tough times

I told you it would get more m rated but i only tell my stories becuz i dont want it to be a ghost town well ghost wiki much love form your scream qu33n my PLS

triplets demons ... A 3way story different time frames

2013-01-22T00:16:59Z

When I was around 12 years old, my father got a new job, so we moved house to a different city, it was summer, when we moved in the new house, my father bought a pool and the day it was installed something woke me up in my sleep.

My bed was right under a window that opened sideway. My bedroom was in the basement. I went to bed early and fall asleep easy. When suddenly in the middle of the night, I felt like something was on me, enough for me to feel it when sleeping, I woke up, and as I opened my eyes, that thing was on me, imagine a huge lion or tiger, rip off the furs from his body, and you have a bloody cat-like creature, that thing was huge, as big as my single-place bed. I could see this creature's muscles and veins; the end of the tail was very demonic looking, like any normal folklore Satan picture. When I opened my eyes that thing stared at me, I could sense fear in his eyes, it screamed/roared and disappeared dissolving in smoke through the window and slammed it shut like I wasn't supposed to wake up from my sleep.

twilight zone travles ....... a tad years later

this event happened at my 10th birthday party. I was so excited! I was just turning double digits! So of course I would have a party!

But the spirits didn't agree.

I always knew that they were there. I also had the vibe that they weren't negative spirits at all. They only wanted to be heard, and I was their friend. Like I was their light. They always told me that they were there because at night, I could see them, even in the dark! Some were demonic, though.

It all started when my mom was making smoothies. My friend had lost her shoe so she, another friend, and I went outside to go get it. It was getting really late, so we decided to hurry up and find it. Finally, I found it. It was by the corner of my house. (At the time, I lived at a house that had woods in front and back of it.) My other two friends came to see that I had found it, but they screamed. I looked up and my hair stood on end. I wanted to scream, but all I could do was gasp. In the woods was a huge black creature with horns and red eyes. It looked almost like a bull. Finally, I scream "RUN!" and we dashed away. Remembering the shoe, I turn to grab it. But less than three yards away was the creature, charging at me. So, I left the shoe and ran inside to join the others. So we calmed down and stated what had happened. Nobody believed us a bit.

Later on, I was in my room (across from my parents' room and diagonal from the bathroom) with the same two girls from before. We were talking when we heard the faucet in the bathroom turn on. Thinking that it was our friend, we told her to stop it and that we knew that it was her. But then she asked us what we were talking about, and that she wasn't in the bathroom, but the living room! We noticed that the bathroom was dark, and the water had just then stopped. Now we were really freaking out! I didn't want my guests to be scared enough to never come back again! So I, being the brave one, went in, turned on the light, and felt the sink to see if it was wet. To my surprise, it was! Nobody had been in there for quite a while, too. And later on, I was feeling that it was okay, that nobody would get hurt. It was the spirits telling me, I know it! I was amazed and overwhelmed at the notification.

twilight zone travels again theis might be a bit more creepy please dont be on the edge of your seat

this 2nd time that I encountered something "supernatural", I was about seven years-old and faking sick so I could stay home from school because this kid who had been picking on me during recess.

So, there I am: Faux-sick and lounging on the sofa in my parents' living room when the sound of my mother coming down the stairs filters in from the foyer. I quickly close my eyes, getting into character.

I hear my mother enter the den and shuffle around for a moment, gathering her things. The jingle of keys, the snap of a wallet. After a few more moments of shuffling, I hear the side door in the attached rec-room shut and then a car starting outside. I wait a few beats just to be safe and then open my eyes...

CREAK...

The sound comes from the attached rec-room I just mentioned, which is actually an add-on my father had converted from a two-car garage. The room is fully equipped with a wraparound sofa, a stocked bar, a closet full of G.I. Joes, and a large state-of - the-art stereo system circa-1991 ("Five CDs on a large rotating Frisbee? What decadent madness is this?!")

Though, right now my focus is on the toy closet. The only thing that divides the den and the rec-room is a four-inch carpeted drop and so I can see clearly across to the closet, which is built into the room's far-wall. And, to a 7 year-old paris"s wide-eyed amazement, I can see that the closet door is slowly opening.

I can't move. My eyes are fixed on the door as it casually swings open. This isn't a draft or overzealous hinges. Something is wrong here. I can feel it in my bones (just as clearly as I do now, years later as I type these words.)

"Is she gone?"

The voice is a distinct whisper, clear and yet somehow not right. The way it seems to hum on the last syllable of every word, sort of like the vibration you hear when a bass-note is played through an old amplifier. I can still hear that voice as clear as day in my memory. I wish couldn't. But I can.

the first one leans out.

He's shorter than the doorknob and looks, for lack of a less ridiculous reference, like a humanoid puppet from the American children's show Sesame Street: fuzzy light pink "skin" with a shiny black "nose", big cartoonish eyes and a tuft of troll doll-like hair atop his football-shaped head.

The only difference is this little guy isn't being puppeted by anyone and his legs are clearly visible. Seven year-old me is so fascinated by this aspect that I am suddenly overwhelmed by the desire to get closer; to get a better look at this puppet-person. My fear takes a backseat to my childish curiosity as I begin to sit up.

Then comes the GRUNT...

What seems to be an affirmative response to the first puppet's question; this new voice brings me to a halt. If there was something vaguely creepy about the first one's tone, then this second one's voice is down-right disturbing. People don't sound like that. (Make the "uh-huh" sound without opening your mouth. Did it sound sort of like "mmm-hmmm"? Now imagine that sound but louder and with a bass-like hum to it.)

The first puppet exits the closet followed by his nearly-identical companion. The two of them are only visible for a moment as they hurry behind the rec-room's wraparound sofa.

Once again my fear subsides, giving way to curiosity. Trying my best not to make a sound, I slip down off of the den's sofa and slowly crawl across to the rec-room. The first puppet is now apparently bending over something behind the rec-room sofa and his little denim rear-end (they're both wearing faded grey denim overalls) is now poking out from behind the wrap-around couch.

I make my way across the rec-room, still on my hands and knees, following the long end of the wrap-around sofa over to where I can see the first puppet's butt poking out. I'm inches away when I finally stop crawling, too afraid to go any closer. I can't even bring myself to poke my head around the bend in the sofa. So instead I simply reach out and place a hand on the puppet's back, saying in a timid whisper "Hey..." boy was i crazy lol

The thing instantly whirls around, its big puppet eyes now glaring at me as I retract my hand. It leans around the corner of the sofa, bringing us face-to-face and I open my mouth to say something, though I'm not sure what it would've been.

The puppet darts out a hand and pinches my arm. HARD. Harder than I have ever been pinched before or since. Hard enough to break the skin on my forearm and inevitably cause a small scab to form.

Without a thought, I'm up and across to the side-door and then out onto the lawn where I wait for what feels like hours until my mother finally comes back. She starts to scold me as she exits the car, something about faking sick just so I could go outside and play... But then she sees my face.

At first, I don't want to tell her what took place. Even at seven years-old, I'm aware that these kinds of things just plane don't happen. But then she asks about the tiny smear of blood on my arm and I break down.

I tell her a condensed version of the story. I even admit to fake-sleeping earlier when she was leaving after my mother tries to insist that it was all nothing more than a bad dream brought on by the fever I had been faking all day. I don't admit to faking sick, of course (that would just be reckless.) So the conversation ends there, at least as far as my mother is concerned.

For me, though? To this day, it's still a constant debate. Am I simply crazy or did scary-ass puppet-people actually dwell in the toy-closet of my parent's rec-room? (I didn't say it was a logical debate.) I can remember weeks afterward sitting in class or wherever and looking at the scab on my arm and every time thinking: Oh yeah, that happened... That ACTUALLY happened. this is only kiddy verison but when i get to the real deal you will feel colder than bella in the tent lol

GB FOR NOW MY PARANORMAL LOVERS XOXO YOUR SCREAM QUEEN

Dark Figure, Noises, Opening Doors

2013-01-10T06:14:40Z

When I turned 10, we moved to a new house For about the first year nothing really happened, until I moved my room into the basement. And it wasn't like this was a scary basement. It was fully finished and previously my mom had her hair salon in it. When I moved down there it all started with me feeling uneasy down there. As if I wasn't welcome. And that continued for about a month when one night it escalated quickly. I did not have all the basement. My room was portioned off with a curtain. So one night I went to lay down in bed and almost as soon as my head hit my pillow I became uneasy and sick to my stomach. So I rolled over facing the wall to try and fall asleep. But as I rolled over I swear I saw some one standing at the opening of the curtains. But when I looked back there was nothing. So I disregarded it and rolled back over. Right as I was about to pass out, I heard in my ear some one say, "Hello." It was if someone had their head right against mine, it sounded so close. So I jumped and looked around my room and the rest of the basement but there was no one. When I laid back in bed all my feelings of feeling uneasy went away and then I just went to sleep.

The next time some thing happened was about a week later. I was home alone from school sick. I was laying in the living room watching TV when I started feeling uneasy again. But this time it felt like I was being watched too. So I just laid there watching TV when the garage door opened. So I got up and closed it and locked it, thinking it was just the wind or something. And then I went back to watching TV and about 10 minutes later I started hearing someone walking around on the top floor when I thought I was home alone. And these were not house creeks or anything like that. These were full on footsteps. I got so scared that went and grabbed a knife. And when I grabbed the knife I heard a loud smash in the basement. Being a stupid kid and not knowing what it was, I ran down there to see what happened. When I got down there the florescent tube lighting that my mom had installed because she had had her salon down there had fallen off the ceiling and smashed on the ground. I ran upstairs to go call my mom and when I got upstairs the garage door that I had previously shut and locked was open.

Nothing else happened that day until everyone else got home and we all went to bed. I went to bed and again, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black figure standing at the crack of my curtains but when I took a second look there was nothing. Later that night I heard my little cuzo thats 6 screaming in her room so I ran upstairs to find my mom hugging her. She was saying she saw a black man standing in the hallway. I decided not to tell my mom what I had seen until the next day. And when I told my mom, she said that the night before she woke up in the middle of the night and there was a black figure standing at the end of her bed, but when she closed her eyes and opened them again there was nothing.

The following weeks were filled with hearing noises, footsteps and the garage door opening while previously being shut and locked. My mom decided to talk to her best friend who had practiced Wicca. She gave my mom sage and sweet grass bundles. She said to burn them throughout our home and it should expel the spirits or whatever it was.

So we did and nothing happened for about a month and then we would start hearing noises again and we would just burn the sage and sweet grass again and it would stop. We did this for years until we moved. When we moved it all just stopped and nothing had been happening for years until the past couple months.

For the past couple months I have been waking up with something called sleep paralysis. What happens is, I wake up and I cannot move. I am paralysed. I have looked it up and I have found two explanations. One if you don't believe in ghosts: doctors say it happens when your your brain wakes up from REM sleep but your body doesn't. And for the people who do believe in ghosts: people say what is happening is there is a spirit, ghost, demon, just something holding you down.

So I have been living with this for the past like 6 months. And everything was fine until about two days ago. I had a dream that I was in my mom's room. It was very dark in there. And I was crouched in the corner. I started hearing something coming up the stairs and it sounded huge and then all of a sudden something was getting me but there was nothing there. And then I woke up. When I woke up I felt very uneasy and I felt like I was being watched. Again I have my room in the basement but this time there is cement walls because it's a very old house it something like 75 years old. The wall that separates my room from the laundry room has a hole in in it about a foot wide. This night the laundry room light was on and I started hearing scratching noises in the laundry room after I had woken up from my dream. So I was watching the hole and something was breaking the beam of light that was coming through the hole as if someone was walking around in the laundry room. I was getting scared so I got up to go for a smoke and there was no one in the laundry room and everyone was in bed sleeping. Since then I have been feeling uneasy in my home and I keep on hearing noises.

You readers can believe me or not. I don't really care.

Check Out a Scene From the Extended Edition of The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part I

2013-01-10T05:28:39Z

Officially announced earlier this week, an extended edition of The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 1 will hit home video on March 2. Today, ET has revealed a new scene featured in the extended cut and you can check it out in the player below.

The Extended Edition is said to offer new footage of the marriage, honeymoon and the birth of a child that brings unforeseen and shocking developments for Bella and Edward and those they love, including new complications with werewolf Jacob Black.

The set will feature the original theatrical version and the all-new extended edition with optional audio commentary from director Bill Condon. It arrives on Blu-ray Disc and DVD for the suggested retail price of $29.99 and $22.98, respectively. not full scene but a little sumthing!!! am soo gettting this as a late birthday gift i will be giving yall another horror story soon

look here http://www.comingsoon.net/news/movienews.php?id=98705

A demonic doll (robert the doll)

2013-01-05T22:15:13Z

INTRO hello my twihard"s form the twilight wiki your one n only scream queen is back with another haunted story to share with her twilight wiki friend's or enemies cue evil laugh !!!!!

BEWARE

OF THE CHILLS WHEN YOU LOOK AT THIS HAUNTED PICTURE!!!

WARNING: DO NOT MAKE THIS YOUR BACKGROUND OF YOUR DESKTOP OR DO NOT PRINT THIS PICTURE AT ALLL REMEMBER I GAVE YOU WARNINGS

ill will be back every time my blog get 3 days old

A wealthy family, the Otto's, moved into Key West, Florida in 1896-1897 and built a plantation home. Mr. and Mrs. Otto were well known to be quite cruel and abuse there servants. There young child, Robert Eugene Gene, (otherwise known as Gene, born in 1900.) was always waited on by a certain older Behamian servant girl. This certain servant girl, who was the one who was treated one of the worst of all the servants, (because Gene adored her and thought of her as a best friend) was planning revenge on the Otto family. She stayed up late at night, secretly creating a special "present" for Gene for his 6th birthday. (Now the year was 1906.) The Otto family didn't know that this servant girl practised voodoo. This is were Robert the doll was born. The servant girl sewed a doll for Gene by hand, evening adding a porciline head. It was believed she put a curse on the doll. Filling the doll with evil relics and even very tiny animal bones. At the time, it was a very nice doll. New, shiny, and sewn with a lot of craftwork. The next day, she gave Gene the doll with huggs and smiles, and Gene was very happy for the wonderful gift. He was after all, a playful little boy. Gene decided to call the doll by his real name. Robert. And the name has stuck ever sense. As time went on, the Otto's noticed something very strange and wrong with there son. Gene had taken a (over-the-top) fascination with his new doll. Gene would spend long hours in his room, all alone, talking to Robert. What puzzled the Otto's even more, was that they could hear answers. A voice that was compleatly different from there sons. When Gene went to sleep in the evening, he would always awaken the family with his screams of fright. When Mr. and Mrs. Otto got to his room, they would find Gene's furniture overturned, and Gene in his bed, trembling in the center of it all. Robert, would be sitting upright at the food of Gene's bed, glaring at Gene's parents. The little boy would shout: "Robert did it! Robert did it! Robert did it!" Then, things got worse. As conflict became frequent in the home, or if Gene ever misbehaved, the little boy would always have the same person to blame. "It was Robert," he sobbed. "Robert did it! Robert did it!" When Gene's father died, Gene got the will of the house and he moved into his family home. He got married and had a wife named Annette, otherwise known as Ann, and becoming a famous artist. Now just calling himself his middle name, Eugene Otto. Eugene Otto always preferred to do his artwork alone, secluded, with Robert at his side. Talking to it as if the doll could speak back. Eugene's wife, Ann, never liked the doll from the first time Eugene introduced it to her. It gave her the chills just to look at it, and she hated how obsessed her husband was with it. It frightened her in some way. Eventually, even though it deeply upset Eugene, Ann told her husband she was going to give Robert a room of his very own. In the attic. Which is were he stayed for a few years. Those years later, Eugene spoke up. He repeated over and over again. Warning his wife "how angry Robert was." Eugene even demanded that Robert have his own room. A proper room with a view. The guest room that looked out above the street. Ann disagreed greatly, but gave up the fight to please her husband. Kids walking by Eugene's house to school always looked straight ahead. For each day, they saw Robert leaning facedown up against the guest room window on the 3rd floor. Glowering at them, mocking them, and dancing around! Inside the house, Eugene and Ann's marriage was slowly deteriorating. Eugene was screaming and lashing out at his wife. Smashing things and running around the house like a mad man. And then...all of a sudden he was fine. Himself again. And he always apologized with the same statement. "It was Robert, Ann. Robert did it!" Ann had finally began to question her husbands sanity.

A plumber working on the house who was allowed to take a rest in the upstairs guest room (where Robert was) ran screaming from the house. He said he heard "the doll giggling and saw him scowling at him." In the early 1970's, Eugene became ill. Instead of spending time with his wife and excepting her comfort, he locked himself all alone in the guest room. With Robert by his side. In 1972, Eugene died. In the guest room. Obviously, with Robert beside him. Ann, relieved but heartbroken, quickly sold the house, and left. But not before leaving Robert behind stored buried under what seemed like a million boxes. Several years later, another family bought the home. Shortly after moving in, the new family discovered Robert. Nearly squashed beneath the boxes. Which probably resulted in one of his broken off ears. The couple of this new family took one look at Robert and knew that they didn't want something like this in there new lifestyle and home. The 10 year old daughter of the family, surprisingly, liked the doll and added it to the collection of her china dolls and stuffed animals! It didn't take long for the family to realize that was obviously something very wrong with the doll. Like, Eugene, the little girl would wake up in the middle of night screaming a crying. She said she saw Robert running and jumping up and down around her room. Then climbing on her bed and attacking her. To his day, after more than 30 years, this woman now in her 40's still claims "that the doll WAS alive and wanted to kill her." Shortly after this occurence, the family got rid of it for good and brought it to the Key West Florida Martello Museum. Now, Robert is displayed in a glass case for all visitors to see his scary face. Employees, who were compleatly ignorant to this story, were terrified to see Robert move about in his case, his expressions changing right before there very eyes! A look of pure evil. Robert is still at the museum, in his little sailor suit, holding a little stuffed lion that HE, appears to be attached too. Employees always remember to introduce new recruits of the museum to Robert. Some visitors laugh at the stupidity of being afraid of a stupid doll, but many change there mind....when they see Robert's angry look starring back at them. Others try to take pictures of Robert in his case, and there cameras will not turn on. They replace the batteries thinking that was the solution, but the new batteries are not working either! When they leave the museum, there cameras turn on and the batteries fully charged. One male visitor, who didn't believe the curse was true, videotaped his intire day at the museum. When they got to the area were Robert was, the sound on the camera turned off and couldnt be turned back on! He turned around to talk to a employee close by, and the sound on the camera was turned up all the way. Blaring in his ears. Ann's ghost has been sighted in Eugene Otto's old house. Gaurding the house in case of the return of Roberts evil spirit. A man who dose the tours of the house claims he has seen her. He says she frequently desends the staircase to the attic. Were Roberts evil form was stored for so long. Other employees say that when they lock up for the night, they leave peppermint candy's in his case as if to bribe him to be good and not disturb anything during the night. They swear when the return in the morning the wrappers are left behind at Roberts feet. The guest room where Eugene died is haunted too. A large bluish-green orb is seen floating throughout the room. The tour guide believes its Ann. A pyhcic who visited the museum tells the employee's and manager that the energy of the spirit inhabiting Robert is slowly dying. Maybe she's right. Because Robert appearence is indeed becoming worn and old. As I said before, one of his ears is broken off, his face has chips and tiny holes from being mothbitten, the paint that was added to his lips and eyebrows has faded drasticly, his hair is actually turning white! So remember, be nice to Robert, lol XD.

One of my favorite tales! Its so disturbing.

Another Haunted painting

2012-12-31T04:10:51Z

INTRO hello my twihard"s form the twilight wiki your one n only scream queen is back with another haunted story to share with her twilight wiki friend's or enemies cue evil laugh !!!!!

BEWARE

OF THE CHILLS WHEN YOU LOOK AT THIS HAUNTED PICTURE!!!

WARNING: DO NOT MAKE THIS YOUR BACKGROUND OF YOUR DESKTOP OR DO NOT PRINT THIS PICTURE AT ALLL REMEMBER I GAVE YOU WARNINGS

Painted by Bruno Amadio, “The Crying Boy” painting isn’t just one painting, but a mass-produced print with numerous alternative versions, all with young boys or girls crying, distributed in the 1950s. The haunting stories began in the 1980s after a fireman in England claimed he kept coming across the paintings in burned houses, except the paintings were remarkably untouched. People who owned the painting found their houses burned down. It reached such a fervor that newspaper The Sun

gave readers a chance to bring in the paintings and destroy them in a bonfire. Psychics claim the painting is haunted by the spirit of the boy or girl it depicts. Supposedly, to lift the curse, you must hang a boy and girl crying together, or like the movie “The Ring,” give the painting to another person. Comedian Steve Punt had another theory: many of the paintings came from one person who never liked the picture and saw a good opportunity to get rid of it.

I WILL BE BACK EVERY TIME MY BLOG GETS 3 DAYS OLD SO STAY LOYAL TO MEH

haunted painting !!!!

2012-12-27T21:47:11Z

In February, 2000 the sudden appearance of a rather strange painting with the accompanying title of "Haunted Painting" made it's debut on Ebay.com. Of course a title like this is going to attract attention and it's still discussed to this day whether the painting is genuinely haunted or not. Even stranger is the reactions that the general public had when viewing the photos of the painting.

The artist is Bill Stoneham, the painting title is "Hands Resist Him". You can visit his website at Stoneham Studios. Bill tells of how he painted Hands Resist Him in 1972, the boy in the picture being himself, the hands being other lives, the windows/door being a thin veil between waking and dreaming with the small doll like girl being the guide through.

Bill does not know how his painting ended up abandoned as described by the Ebay.com seller, but he does know a gallery owner where the painting was originally displayed and sold at, and a Los Angeles Times critic, who reviewed the show, were both dead within one year of the painting being shown.

THE ORIGINAL EBAY TEXT THAT ACCOMPANIED THE PAINTING

WHEN WE RECEIVED THIS PAINTING, WE THOUGHT IT WAS REALLY GOOD ART. A " PICKER " HAD FOUND IT ABANDONED BEHIND AN OLD BREWERY. AT THE TIME WE WONDERED A LITTLE WHY A SEEMINGLY PERFECTLY FINE PAINTING WOULD BE DISCARDED LIKE THAT. ( TODAY WE DON'T !!! ) ONE MORNING OUR 4 AND 1/2 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER CLAIMED, THAT THE CHILDREN IN THE PICTURE WERE FIGHTING, AND COMING INTO THE ROOM DURING THE NIGHT. NOW, I DON'T BELIEVE IN UFOS OR ELVIS BEING ALIVE, BUT MY HUSBAND WAS ALARMED. TO MY AMUSEMENT HE SET UP A MOTION TRIGGERED CAMERA FOR THE NIGHTS. AFTER THREE NIGHTS THERE WERE PICTURES.THE LAST TWO PICTURES SHOWN ARE FROM THAT 'STAKEOUT'. AFTER SEEING THE BOY SEEMINGLY EXITING THE PAINTING UNDER THREAT, WE DECIDED, THE PAINTING HAS TO GO.PLEASE JUDGE FOR YOURSELF. --- BEFORE YOU DO, PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING WARNING AND DISCLAIMER. ----WARNING: DO NOT BID ON THIS PAINTING IF YOU ARE SUSCEPTIBLE TO STRESS RELATED DISEASE, FAINT OF HEART OR ARE UNFAMILIAR WITH SUPERNATURAL EVENTS. BY BIDDING ON THIS PAINTING, YOU AGREE TO RELEASE THE OWNERS OF ALL LIABILITY IN RELATION TO THE SALE OR ANY EVENTS HAPPENING AFTER THE SALE, THAT MIGHT BE CONTRIBUTED TO THIS PAINTING. THIS PAINTING MAY OR MAY NOT POSESS SUPERNATURAL POWERS, THAT COULD IMPACT OR CHANGE YOUR LIFE. HOWEVER, BY BIDDING YOU AGREE TO EXCLUSIVELY BID ON THE VALUE OF THE ARTWORK, WITH DISREGARD TO THE LAST TWO PHOTOS FEATURED IN THIS AUCTION, AND HOLD THE OWNERS HARMLESS IN REGARD TO THEM AND THEIR IMPACT, EXPRESSED OR IMPLIED.------------ NOW THAT WE GOT THIS OUT OF THE WAY, ONE QUESTION TO YOU EBAYERS. WE WANT OUR HOUSE TO BE BLESSED AFTER THE PAINTING IS GONE, DOES ANYBODY KNOW, WHO IS QUALIFIED TO DO THAT? THE SIZE OF THE PAINTING IS 24 BY 36 INCHES, SO IT IS RATHER LARGE. AS I HAVE HAD SEVERAL QUESTIONS, HERE THE FOLLOWING ANSWERS. THERE WAS NO ODOR LEFT BEHIND IN THE ROOM. THERE WERE NO VOICES, OR THE SMELL OF GUNPOWDER, NO FOODPRINTS OR STRANGE FLUIDS ON THE WALL. TO DETER QUESTIONS IN THIS DIRECTION, THERE ARE NO GHOSTS IN THIS WORLD , NO SUPERNATURAL POWERS, THIS IS JUST A PAINTING, AND MOST THESE THINGS HAVE AN EXPLANATION, IN THIS CASE PROBABLY A FLUKE LIGHT EFFECT. I ENCOURAGE YOU TO BID ON THE ARTWORK, AND CONSIDER THE LAST TWO PHOTOGRAPHS AS PURE ENTERTAINMENT, AND PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THEM INTO CONSIDERATION, WHEN BIDDING. AS WE THINK IT IS A GOOD IDEA TO BLESS ANY HOUSE, WE STILL WELCOME INPUT INTO THAT PROCEDURE.

This auction is nearing the end. I want to thank the more than 13000 people that took the time to look at this image on Ebay. I appreciate the more than 30 suggestions, that I received regarding blessing the house, exorcising and cleansing. 7 e-mails reported strange or irregular events taking place, when viewing this image. And I will relay two suggestions made by the senders. First not to use this image as the background on the screen, and second not to display this image around juveniles or children. Last not least, thanks for appreciating the art as well.

The reactions to viewing the painting are varied and strange, people report of feeling ill and passing out, having strange visitors in the night, children crying in horror when seeing the pictures and some people are even too afraid to look at the pictures.

The strange light on the painting as seen in the pictures displayed on Ebay.com. could have been achieved by various camera tricks or just by shining a red light on the painting. Very simply done. NO the painting is not genuinely haunted.

Hands Resist Him eventually sold for $1,025.00 - first bid was $199.00 - it had a total of 30 bids. I would imagine with the popularity of this painting that it would be worth a lot more now, not merely for its value as a painting but for its value as the now famous "Haunted Ebay Painting".

'Twilight' Fan-Fiction Becoming a Genre? Another Erotic Edward, Bella Story, 'Beautiful Bastard,' to Release February 2013

2012-12-27T21:33:55Z

"Twilight" fan-fiction may be becoming its own genre as another Twi-hard gets a book deal because of their Edward/Bella fantasies.

"The Office," written by Christina Hobbs and Lauren Billings under the pen name Christina Lauren got a two-book deal with publisher Gallery Books. The reworked version, "Beautiful Bastard, is schedule for publication on Feb. 12, 2013, while the sequel, "Beautiful Stranger," will release on May 28, 2013, according to The Hollywood Reporter.

The "Twilight" fan-fiction was based on Edward Cullen and Bella Swan as a "steamy love/hate romance between a boss and his assistant," The Hollywood Reporter described.

Crushable.com writer Natalie Zutter listed three key points on how "The Office" differs from E.L. James' "Master of the Universe," which was James' title as a fan-fiction before it got picked up by publishers and became "Fifty Shades of Grey."

1) The Office came before Master of the Universe, circa 2009.

2) While it existed in the first wave of sexually explicit Twilight fics, The Office is celebrated for valuing plot on the same level as porn. So many fics are termed PWP ("porn without plot" or "plot? what plot?"), but Hobbs ensured that there was an actual narrative arc in place.

3) It's well-written! No "inner goddess," as far as I can tell.

The 320-page book is described:

An ambitious intern. A perfectionist executive. And a whole lot of name calling. Discover the story that garnered more than two million reads online.

Whip-smart, hardworking, and on her way to an MBA, Chloe Mills has only one problem: her boss, Bennett Ryan. He's exacting, blunt, inconsiderate-and completely irresistible. A Beautiful Bastard.

Bennett has returned to Chicago from France to take a vital role in his family's massive media business. He never expected that the assistant who'd been helping him from abroad was the gorgeous, innocently provocative-completely infuriating-creature he now has to see every day. Despite the rumors, he's never been one for a workplace hookup. But Chloe's so tempting he's willing to bend the rules-or outright smash them-if it means he can have her. All over the office.

As their appetites for one another increase to a breaking point, Bennett and Chloe must decide exactly what they're willing to lose in order to win each other. Originally only available online asThe Office by tby789-and garnering over two million reads on fan fiction sites-Beautiful Bastard has been extensively updated for re-release.

Are you a "Twilight" fan-fiction fanatic? Sound off below!

AM TOTALLY WRTING A FANFIC WHOS WITH ME

WHAT I THINK ABOUT BDPART2 & 1 OTHER THING

2012-12-15T15:55:57Z

SOOO I JUST GOT MY MACBOOK PRO YESTERDAY FOR XMAS & LET ME TELL YOU THIS LAPTOP HERE IS H.O.T NOW LETS GO ON ABOUT HOW I FELL ABOUT BDPART2 IT WAS NOT WHAT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE IT ONLY PART I LIKE WAS THE FIGHT SCENE & THE S*X BUT AM MAD BECUZ THERE IS ONLY ONE SCENE THAT B & E IS BEEPING IN BUT WHAT EVER I FELT LIKE THE MOVIE WAS MOVING TO FAST THEY DIDNT GIVE US A BAM! IT WAS A OH THATS A NICE MOVIE *ROLLS EYES* BUT I THINK THEY SHOULD MAKE MOVIES ABOUT NESSIE & JAKE CUZ THE HOST LOOKS BORING OH! YEAH I LIKE THE LITTLE PART WHEN JAKE JOKES ABOUT CALLING E DAD LOL!!! & ITS NOT INTENTED FOR SLEEP OMG BUT YEAH OTHER THAT THE SCENES AM TALKING ABOUT THE MOVIE WAS OK LIKE A 4 BUT THE SCENES AM TALKING ABOUT IS AM 5 STARRRS BUT AM MOVING ON TO FANFICTION *LEMONS* & SMUTS & FLUFF FANFIC'S & aro retarted laugh i was like omg wtbeep THE END

.... FUNNY RAMDOM PART ..... JAKES COMES OUT OF NO WERE & STRIPS CUE MUSIC... GIRL LOOK AT THE BODY I WORK OUT RUNS FAR AWAY JAKE RUNS TOWARD ME ME FINE HERE 100 DOLLAR BILL HAPPY ? ... JAKE : HELL YEAH

TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK

AM THE BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE BEFORE XMAS LOL

OH YEAH & A IPAD & A IPHONE 5 ALSO WITH THE THE MBP AM THE LUCKIEST VAMPIE ALIVE & I GOT FULL CONTROL OVER MY DEVICES & AM PLAYING THE PIANO LIKE MY HUBBY EDWARD IF YOU WANNA HERE IT ... TEXT DOWN THERE OR IF YOU DONT ILL MOST IT ANYWAY

10 Second Teaser of New Breaking Dawn Part 2 Trailer!

2012-09-06T01:49:55Z

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=277397649027059 B Is Hottttttt!!!!

A tasty amuse-bouche of the new trailer we’ll see later this week at the MTV VMAs has been officially revealed!

RUMOR: New Breaking Dawn Part 2 Trailer This Month

2012-09-05T04:47:48Z

Take this with a grain of salt, but the buzz around the net is that we’ll see a new trailer for Breaking Dawn Part 2 later this month, maybe even as soon as later this week. An official French page for the movie promises it on September 8th. The 2012 MTV Video Music Awards take place on Thursday, September 6th, so it definitely seems like a good time!

If this turns out to be true, what new scenes are you hoping to be included?

OMG I SAW A LEAKED SCENE OF NESSIE POWER

2012-08-31T16:16:58Z

I SAW A LEAKED SCENE OF NESSIE POWER IT WAS SO CORNY IT WAS LIKE WHEN THEY SHOWED US HOW THE DOGS TALK 2 EACH OTHER BUT IF YOU WANT 2 SEE IT THAN I NEED 20 COMMENTS BUT NICE ONES

BTW isn't THIS A CUTE BABY

YOU BETTER ANSWER PLZ

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YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME XOXO VAMPIREGURL

Jacob Black Poem i wrote 3 years ago

2012-08-23T19:28:31Z

Someone forgot to tell him, where he could find happiness.

He drew his feelings to someone he thought loved him back, But she had found someone who had what she lacked. He drew back ,hurt and walked away, His anger grew stronger every single day.

She had found love while he had found rejection, He was not near her lover’s perfection. He lost his mind, he lost his way! She gave him life to become her beloved’s prey.

He ached and howled in such a bad state, He had been selfish, she used to say. He wasn’t being selfish, he was trying for her life, The one thing he wants to protect ,and she’s put on such a strife.

So he ran away trying to evade the situation But she came back with some sort of frustration; Her lover had left her and she was in grief, And my beloved Jacob became her handkerchief.

Masochism took him over, All this pain made him rover. He took his chances, tried it all out, But she blew him out without doubt.

Once again rejection took it’s place, My dear Jacob suffered his disgrace. She loved a monster, and he was a not She walked away, left him, forgot.

And now that he was better, she came along, She made everything feel so wrong. Once again masochism took him over, And his mind began to rover.

Betraying his own clan to save her from death, Trying not to leave Edward without breath. He stood by her side, like a great loser would, Standing in-between something that he never understood.

Now you tell me, doesn’t he deserve a happy ending ? He’s hurt, alone and pending. My dear Jacob, why aren’t you by my side? You surely are my right type of guy. THIS IS ONLY 4 TEAM JACOB PEOPLE

New Kristen Stewart Balenciaga Ad Pic

2012-08-23T18:09:51Z

WOW

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Here’s a new picture of Kristen Stewart seen in Elle Spain magazine in an advertisement for Balenciaga’s new fragrance Florabotanica

I Drew Taylor & kristen

2012-08-22T16:21:15Z

I Made this i can draw anything just send me a pic

Someone requested this one so here it is

Vampiregurl artwork

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Who Agrees

2012-08-22T14:57:34Z

I don't get why they get all mad & stuff when there is a leaked clip I mean like we already Read breaking dawn so we know what gonna happen well some of it cuz they change it in the movie but we already know a lot 2: Sm won't be writing midnight sun anymore becuz she's mad becuz it got all over the place it's not us who did it 3: Bdpart2 would be Crap if it wasn't already filmed becuz kstew cheated so the acting would not be y'all that great they even canceled breaking dawn something I forgot what's it called but the bottom line they canceled it Kstew is acting a total mess so If I wasn't filmed we would b pissed off becuz of the shity acting ....if theres Any part you can't understand tell me am typing form iPod I can only see half of the srceen

The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn – Part 1 Soundtrack Goes Gold

2012-08-22T00:28:11Z

The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn – Part 1′s soundtrack has now reached gold certification!

That means it has reached 500,000 unit sales or more.

Matthew Mugford, a music supervisor, tweeted the image above.

Get more info at Twilight Examiner.

You can order the soundtrack at Amazon if you haven’t already added it to your collection.

My Story Dont Read if Your A Chicken

2012-08-22T00:17:34Z

This is what really happens 2 me in real life & i was just board... so i mind as well do something

it started in Jan 2006. The first "sign" was a jar of peanut butter, found on the rim of the kitchen sink, on its side with a big glop of peanut butter on the counter, and a dripping pool of melted peanut butter on the floor. I thought it was the kids being messy. That was the beginning of a year of dumping, spraying, spilling, slashing, cutting, bashing doors, leaving slippery traps, playing with the electricity.

The first 2 months of 2007 were the worst. It moved furniture. It threw everything it could at my parants door, including knives, cans, pots and pans, dishes. It wrote on the walls, it hid things in the vents. We couldn't keep toilet paper, paper towels, soap, shampoo or any kind of personal need in the house. Every time we bought toilet paper, it would dump it in the toilet. It took cell phones, the first was put in the toilet. The second, mine, was dumped in my coffee cup when I fell asleep.

It put the third in the peanut butter jar. It banged on the walls, killed kittens, made us sick with fear and frustration. It punched holes in the bedroom doors using an 8lb mallet, bent the doorknobs. It put fingernail polish inside the lock mechanism of the door knobs. We would go out a door, it would lock it behind us. It destroyed our dishwasher, plugged up the sink and flooded the house.

Every day was some attack in one way or another. We would set the air conditioner at 81 degrees, it would set it at 79. I would turn off the AC at night before bed, in the morning it would be turned on and set at 79 degrees. There were so many things that it did, vile, vicious attempts to interfere with every aspect of our lives. It took every can or jar of flour, salt, coffee, tea, spices, sugar and piled it on the floor, over and over again. It took packaged cake icing and flung it around the living room, on the walls, ceilings, floors, next would be the goodies it found in the cat boxes, anything it could find in the pantry, was dumped, spread or flung about the house. It poured oil on my computer. It would set traps, such as balancing an egg on the bathroom door, that would fall when moved, or piling cinnamon and sugar on the ceiling fan, and when we walked into the room, would start the fan. It would put a lighter in the coffee pot (twice) which would explode. The second time, it blew the coffee pot apart.

We never knew what we would find when we opened a door, picked up trash or walked down the hall. In the beginning, some of the outrageous things it did made us laugh. We stopped laughing very soon. It started to attack our electronics. My brand new flat panel computer monitor was slashed several times. My sister brand new Dell had shaving cream sprayed inside it, and other things we have yet to identify. Several times, in a matter of 10 minutes of leaving the keyboard of the computer, we would return to find piles of cat feces placed in perfect round piles on the keyboards. We would find my bikini underwear up in the branches of the big pepper tree in our front yard.

We have over 500 digital photos, videos of the vicious attacks at my bedroom door. We reached out, we contacted people. We had an investigative team come up from the GA area 5 times with all of the latest equipment. Their conclusions were vague, but informative. There was no solution to our "manifestations", only advices. We had a cleansing, it didn't work. Our family dynamics didn't permit the unity needed to make this thing go away.

In March 2007, when my sister was asleep, it spread toilet paper and paper towels all through the house and set 2 fires underneath them. That was the final straw. We could no longer put off our fear. We moved out. It tried to kill us. And, by the way, we had a 14 year old girl living with us, and after awhile I started seeing similarities between the things that the "thing" did and her personality. I was told by some very trusted friends with abilities, that she is a sociopath. I'll never know for sure. We had to move, we feared for our lives. We are trying to heal. We'll never forget. The End or should i say the end for now

Fan Art That I created

2012-08-21T22:30:02Z

Pre-Order ‘Breaking Dawn’ Tie In Book with Edward, Bella and Renesmee Covers!

2012-08-20T18:05:46Z

You can now pre-order the Breaking Dawn Part 2 tie in books at Barnes and Noble! They will be available September 25th!

Check out the covers with Edward, Bella and Renesmee! Love it!

You can pre-order the Edward, Bella and Renesmee cover here! And Renesmee and Bella here! I wonder what the poster will be! It’s alsolisted on Amazon.

Jackson Rathbone & Son In People Magazine!

2012-08-20T03:56:35Z

Daddyjazzy

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Jackson Rathbone (Jasper Hale) is featured in this week’s People Magazine with his son Jackson Monroe Rathbone VI “Roe”. All together now… AWWWWWWW! Watch the video of Jackson doting over his son at People.com!

Love him! He couldn’t be any sexier. Such a proud papa. BTW am 2 lazy todo the other pics soo what are we gonna name jazz ....daddyjazz lol am so corny a little help here you guys

Lyrics That match how bella feels about edward

2012-08-16T02:55:58Z

Boy if you ever left my, my sideIt'd be like taking the sun from the skyI'd probably die without you in my life'Cause I need you to shine, shine your light You're everything to me, heyThe air that I breathe, whoaMy sun so I seeOh lordy, you're everything to me I can't repay you, all that you've doneAlways come first and second to noneAll that you've given me is equal to tenMy peace, my joy you are my, my strength You're everything to me, heyThe air that I breathe, ohMy sun so I seeOh, you're everything to me Boy, I never thought I'd feel love like thisBetter than our first date, sweeter than our first kissAnd you, ain't no other person for meYou're my best friend, my lover Baby, you're my everything You're everything to meThe air that I breatheMy sun so I seeYou're everything to me Say it I need youI need youI need youi need you

VGLYRICS

This is how edward feels about bella when they first met awww

2012-08-08T19:57:24Z

this song is for twilight

This Song is about E&BS Love

2012-08-08T19:53:42Z

Eternal Love E&B poem

2012-08-02T05:14:44Z

Edward Cullen,a name that makes girls scream like a moth to a flame he was created from a dream

He was born in nineteen-oh-one he is pale white and ice cold and sparkles in the sun this story had to be told

He met a girl named Bella who turned his life upside down with her eyes so warm and brown He lives with his family in a small,rainy town

He couldn't be around her scent so he borrowed his dad's car and off to Alaska he went

He saved her from a speeding car by running across the parking lot faster than a shooting star

Their love is one of a kind he has tried more than once to read her mind

Their love runs deep he comes to her room every night and loves to watch her sleep

He made her a lullaby and after her 18th birthday he told her goodbye

He believes he has no soul but she disagrees her love made him feel whole

He told her you are my life and in breaking dawn they became husband and wife and Bella will always be a beautiful swan

Hiya Kelsey click on me 2 quick contact bye

2012-07-31T20:48:10Z

A True Story Elizabeth bathory A wicked Queen ! Rated M

2012-07-21T21:20:32Z

Rated M Not For baby's Under 13

Elizabeth's picture

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1560: Elizabeth Bathory is born into one of the oldest and wealthiest families in Transylvania. Her family had many powerful relatives -- a cardinal, princes, and a cousin who was prime minister of Hungary are among these relatives. The most famous relative was Istvan (ISHT-vahn) Bathory (1533-86). Istvan was prince of Transylvania and king of poland from 1575-86. It has been said that At around the age of 4 or 5, Elizabeth had violent seizures. These may have been caused by epilepsy or another neurological disorder and may have something to do with her "psychotic" behavior later in life.

1575: Age 15, Elizabeth married Count Ferenc (pronounced FAIR-entz) Nadasdy (NAW-dawzhd with silent y). The Count was 26 years of age. The count took Elizabeth's surname so that she could keep her name. They lived together in Castle Cséjthe (which in hungarian is pronounced CHAY-tuh). In Slovak this Castle is named Cachtice (pronounced CHAKH-teet-suh). [To this day there is rivalry between the Hungarians and the Slovak's and you will get a blank expression if you refer to the "wrong" name.] The count spent a great deal of time away from home fighting in wars and for this he was nicknamed "The Black Hero of Hungary". While her husband was away Elizabeth's manservant Thorko introduced her to the occult. For a brief time Elizabeth eloped with a "dark stranger". Upon her return to Castle Cachtice the count did forgive her for her leaving. Back at the castle, Elizabeth couldn't tolerate her domineering mother-in-law. With the help of her old nurse Ilona Joo, she began to torture the servant girls. Her other accomplices included the major-domo János Ujvary (pronounced YAH-nosh OOEE-vahr-yuh), Thorko, a forest witch named Darvula and a witch Dorottya Szentes. The first ten years of their marriage, Elizabeth bore no children because she and Ferenc shared so little time together as he pursued his "career." Then around 1585, Elizabeth bore a girl whom she named Anna, and over the following nine years gave birth to two more girls, Ursula and Katherina, and in 1598 bore her first and only son, Paul. Judging from letters she wrote to relatives, she was a good wife and protective mother, which was not surprising since nobles usually treated immediate family very differently from the lower servants and peasant classes.

1600: At age 51, Count Ferenc died in battle and thus began Elizabeth's period of atrocities. First, she sent her hated mother-in-law away from the Castle. By this time it is thought that she had dabbled into some forms of sorcery, attending rituals that included the sacrificing of horses and other animals. Elizabeth, now 40 years old, grew increasingly vain and she feared the thought of aging as she may lose her beauty. One day a servant girl accidentially pulled her hair while combing it. Elizabeth slapped the girl's hand so hard she drew blood. The girls blood fell into ELizabeth's hand and she immediately thought that her skin took on the freshness of her young maid. She believed that she had found the secret of eternal youth. Elizabeth had her major-domo and Thorko strip the maid and then cut her and drain her blood into a huge vat. Elizabeth bathed in it to beautify her entire body.

1600 - 1610: Elizabeth's henchmen continued to provided Elizabeth with new girls for the blood-draining ritual and her blood baths. Elizabeth went out of her way to see to it that the dead girls were given proper Christian burials by the local Protestant pastor, at least initially. As the body count rose, the pastor refused to perform his duties in this respect, because there were too many girls coming to him from Elizabeth who had died of "unknown and mysterious causes." She then threatened him in order to keep him from spreading the news of her "hobby" and continued to have the bodies buried secretly. Near the end, many bodies were disposed of in haphazard and dangerously conspicuous locations (like nearby fields, wheat silos, the stream running behind the castle, the kitchen vegetable garden, etc.). But one of her intended victims escaped and told the authorities about what was happening at Castle Cachtice. King Mátyás (MAHT-yash) of Hungary ordered Elizabeth's own cousin, Count György (pronounced DYERD-yuh) Thurzo, governor of the province to raid the castle. On December 30, 1610 they raided the castle and they were horrified by the terrible sights. One dead girl in the main room, drained of blood and another alive whose body had been pierced with holes. In the dungeon they discoverd several living girls, some of whose bodies had been pierced several times. Below the castle, they exhumed the bodies of some 50 girls.

1611: A trial was held at Bitcse. Elizabeth, who refused to plead either guilty or innocent, and never appeared in the trial.. At this trial Johannes Ujvary, major-domo, testified that about 37 unmarried girls has been killed, six of whom he had personally recruited to work at the castle. The trial revealed that most of the girls were tortured for weeks or even months. They were cut with scissors, pricked with pins, even prodded with burning irons onto short spikes in a cage hung from the ceiling to provide Bathory with a "blood shower". Sometimes the two witches tortured these girls, or the Countess did it herself. Elizabeth's old nurse testified that about 40 girls had been tortured and killed. In fact, Elizabeth killed 612 women -- and in her diary, she documented their deaths. A complete transcript of the trial was made at the time and it survices today in Hungary. Of the people involved in these killings, all but Countess Bathory and the two witches were beheaded and cremated. Due to her nobility, Elizabeth was not allowed by law to be executed. The tow accomplices had their fingers torn out and were burned alive. The court never convicted Countess Elizabeth of any crime, however she was put under house arrest. She was sentenced to life imprisonment in her torture chamber and stonemasons were brought to wall up the windows and doors of the with the Countess inside. They left a small hole through which food could be passed. King Mátyás II demanded the death penalty for Elizabeth but because of her cousin, the prime minister, he agreed to an indefinitely delayed sentence, which really meant solitary confinement for life.

1614: On July 31 Elizabeth (age 54) dictated her last will and testament to two cathedral priests from the Esztergom bishopric. She wished that what remained of her family holdings be divided up equally among her children, her son Paul and his descendants were the basic inheritors though. Late in August of the year 1614 one of the countess's jailers wanted to get a good look at her, since she was still reputedly one of the most beautiful women in Hungary. Peeking through the small aperture in her walled-up cell, he saw her lying face down on the floor. Countess Elizabeth Bathory was dead. Her body was intended to be buried in the church in the town of Cachtice, but the grumbling of local inhabitants found abhorrent the idea of having the "infamous Lady" placed in their town, on hallowed ground no less! Considering this, and the fact that she was "one of the last of the descendants of the Ecsed line of the Bathory family", her body was placed to the northeastern Hungarian town of Ecsed, the original Bathory family seat.

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All records of Elizabeth were sealed for more than a century, and her name was forbidden to be spoken in Hungarian society. Unlike most females of the time, Elizabeth was well educated and her intelligence surpassed even some of the men of her time. Elizabeth was exceptional, becoming "fluent in Hungarian, Latin, and German... when most Hungarian nobles could not even spell or write...Even the ruling prince of Transylvania at the time was barely literate"(20). Some modern scholars and contemporaries of hers postulated that she may have been insane, thus accounting for her seemingly inconceivable atrocities, but even a brief glance into her past reveals a person fully in control of her faculties. Dracula, created by the Irish author Bram Stoker, was based, albeit loosely, on the Romanian Prince, Vlad Dracula, the Impaler. Raymond T. McNally, who has written four books on the figure of Dracula in history, literature, and vampirism, in his fifth book, "Dracula was a Woman," presents insights into the fact that Stoker's Count Dracula was also strongly influenced by the legends of Elizabeth Bathory of Hungary. Why, for example, make a Romanian Prince into a Hungarian Count? Why, if there are no accounts of Vlad Dracula drinking human blood, does blood drinking consume the Dracula of Stoker's novel, who, contrary to established vampire myth, seems to appear younger after doing so? The answers, of course, lie in examining the story of Countess Elizabeth Bathory. It was largely Slovak servants whom Erzsebet killed, so the name "Csejthe" is only spoken in derision, and she is still called "The Hungarian Whore" in the area. ........................................................................................,.....,....................For More Information http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/serial_killers/predators/bathory/countess_1.html To Watch The movie Stay Alive which is made 4 Her Movie25.com

Jacob & Nessie poem 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

2012-07-21T05:39:39Z

Jacob and Renesme

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i thought i loved your mother,

i thought she would be only lover,

i thought your birth would kill her,

i thought she would be as weak as a feather.

how wrong could i be?

how your birth changed me,

how my world suddenly revoloved around you,

how i knew eventually you would love me too.

your beauty could sail a ship across the sea,

your beauty never stops amazing me,

your beauty is one of a kind,

your beauty fools my mind.

i love how you smile,

i love how you know i would do anything for you like swim across the river nile,

i love how you know,

I LOVE YOU SO....

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Twilight poem 4

2012-07-21T05:28:55Z

1 Team Edward vs. Team Jacob Please select all that apply. I'm on team edward so don't call me a coward I can call edward if i fall together we'll have a ball he calls me his special doll don't know why some people choose team jacob if that were me i'd rather throw up Jacob is a jerk never feel that special perk Edward is so romantic doesn't make me frantic The quote that says "when you can live forever what do u live for?" without a doubt I'd choose Edward there's no need to pout Edward can be so dazzling he's the reason that might make my heart stop beating there's no need for treason Jacob is soo evil he's the reason that calls for treason Edward's just so loving there's no need for all that puffing we all know he's drop dead gorgeous Jacob is just so BOGUS! TEAM EDWARD DOMINATES he's the one that gets all the dates Team Jacob is so lame He'll never be in the Hall of Fame 2 did u like this poem? Please select all that apply. yes no its k i'll leave how i feel in comments!! (plz leave in comments!!)

Which of the following is most true for you? I have a child/children. I'd like to go back to college and get smarter. None of the above.

Bella poems 2 Edward

2012-07-21T05:21:56Z

Your breath and your touch makes me weak Though I can’t get enough of you Your lips are cold as ice Though on my lips it’s warm Your skin in the sun glitters Though I want to touch you more I try so hard to take it slow Though you drive me crazy You dazzle me with your smile and looks Though you can’t help it Days go by that I think about our ages Though you never want me like you I try to find out why you ignored me Though it was for my own safety Many times I told you I loved you Though you said it back You try so hard not to hurt me Though we run into obstacles I know you can’t read my mind or what I’m thinking Though you’re always there when I’m in trouble Your topaz eyes is what draws me closer to you Though your eyes are different the next I don’t know why I’m not afraid of you Though I know it’s doesn’t matter I love you is only words for some people Though for me it is forever with you All I say to you is “bite me” So that I’ll always be with you

Edwards poems 2 Bella 🌹🌹🌹🌹

2012-07-21T05:17:35Z

its called eternity and its from edwards point of view

ETERNITY: you will always be my only one i will love you unconditionally for always and eternity

you smell so lovely as are lips draw near, you see the secret ive been hiding i want you to choose me not him

sometimes i dont think you can see how dangerouse i really can be so i ask you why not choose the other man? your answer is sweet like the lullaby i sing

i cant wait for eternity with you every day and every night your face will be my gleaming light i do not need heaven if i have forever with you

our love is differant human and vampire but to me your and angel god sent you saved me from my dark and lonely life but now i have you thats all i need to be happy for eternity

so sleep my bella dream happy dreams in the morning youll see me do not worry i wont leave you are my everything for always and eternity

The Real Fan Wives of Edward Cullen 😍

2012-07-21T04:12:19Z

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