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Consistent Ghost Story Elements                                                                                  61






           Consistent Ghost Story

                       Elements






        We all love a good ghost story, right?  What
        could be better than sitting around a fire,
        flashlight aimed upward, casting creepy
        shadows across your face and illuminating all
        those boogers that nobody has the heart to tell
        you about?  What is more exhilarating than
        piling into a much-too-small car with a few
        larger-than-desirable friends and driving to that
        bridge that your parents told you about?  You
        know, the one where your usually uptight dad
        spent many an uncharacteristically-adventurous
        night. What is better than constantly ragging on
        the little wuss in the back seat who is
                                                        thought to take off and call for help. They all just  little turds have gotten their stinking handprints
        channeling the “guys-turn-around-we’re-gonna-
                                                        watched Joe hack up their brethren, and waited  all over your car! It doesn’t matter where you
        arrested” spirit, even though he is clearly afraid
                                                        their turn. Such a tragic incident would leave an  go, it’s like these little touchy-feely kids have
        of what everybody else is desperately hoping
                                                        imprint on the fabric of reality, right? Of course!  never seen a car before, and apparently the
        will happen? What is better than getting pulled
                                                        So when you are driving down the road, try to   texture is simply amazing after you’ve bit the
        over by the cop whose night was just a little too
                                                        keep and ear open for the screams of the victims  dust. Kids have no consideration sometimes.
        long, who is currently writing you a ticket for
                                                        or the ghost of a raggedy old man leering at you
        having too many people in the car, half of whom
                                                        from the bushes.                                Roll Down the Windows
        didn’t buckle their seat belts? Inhale deeply and
        say it with me: “Awww, memories!                                                                I have my suspicions that this one was thought
                                                        Suicide Victim                                  up by a really slow, down-on-his-luck serial
               But for every original, spooky ghost
        story you hear, there are 10 more that you hear  Linda X was a depressed gal, living in the 18th  killer who couldn’t run up and knife people
        that sound pretty identical. Like, “we-have-a-  century when apparently young girls killing     before they took off, tires screeching. BUT, I
        story-like-that-in-our-town-except…” kind of    themselves were more tragic (don’t ask how, I   could be wrong. Maybe it is just so hard to make
        identical. Every story has it’s kernel of truth, but  don’t know), when she was walking down the  ghostly whispers over the sound of a car engine.
        sometimes it feels like that kernel was         road. She had a length of rope, and was making  Maybe it is annoying to have to be blinded by
        genetically cloned from a kernel in another     towards    the   town’s    covered    bridge.   the headlights. Maybe you have a lot to say, but
        state, creating clone-corn ghost stories. Here are  Conveniently, nobody noticed her leaving her  you know as soon as you start trying to talk to
        10 of the most common elements in the world of  home or walking towards the bridge, rope in     them, they’ll peel out. So, you reserve your
        ghost stories.                                  hand. Up went the rope, down went Linda, and    ghostly efforts until they turn off their car.
                                                        now you can see it all with the residual-haunting
        Creepy Nickname                                 flashback! All you need is a covered bridge and  Car Won’t Start
                                                        complete emotional disregard for some ancient   Ok, so first, the ghosts refuse to show up unless
        That headless railroad employee that roams the
                                                        girl’s self-inflicted demise.
        tunnels looking for his lost head is simply not                                                 you turn off your car. Then, they won’t even let
        allowed to go by his name in life.  After his                                                   you leave. Ghosts can be pricks, sometimes.
                                                        Specific Time and Date                          They won’t pose for a picture, but they’ll fuck
        demise, his spirit must adopt a nickname, one
        that will scare the bejeezus out of the teenagers  Back off this one, skeptics, because it is legit.  with your engine something awful. ANd didn’t
        looking for him. I mean, nobody likes a boring  Some spirits are busy, and can only perform at  the vast majority of ghosts die in the 1700’s or
        ghost, am I right? Allen must now go to court to  certain times. You can buy tickets, because an  1800’s? How the hell do they know how to
        have his name legally changed. Allen has got to  event like this is guaranteed to attract more  dismantle a car? Doesn’t matter, I guess. They
        go. Besides, you look more like a Headless      curious teenagers than I’ve got run-on sentences  just wait until you are seconds away from
        Hank, or Decapitated Dale, anyway.              in my introduction. And if you don’t see it, that  having an aneurism, and then BAM! Your car is
                                                        is because the ghost got scared off by such a big  working again.
        Weather Just Right                              audience, not because it doesn’t exist.
                                                                                                        Disappearing Hitchhiker
        Most of those idiot skeptics out there will argue
                                                        Wedding Night                                   Who knows why these dead people constantly
        that the whole weather issue only exists so that
        believers and legend-mongers will have a        The ideal wedding night doesn’t involve dying,  need rides, but they don’t thank you or anything.
        scapegoat when you show up, and the ghost       usually. But, if you want to become a ghost/local  You see them with their thumb out, and you’re
        doesn’t. Silly skeptics, logic is for kids! No, it is  legend, this is your best shot. And sorry fellas,  like, “Hey, looks like that girl in the white dress
        clear that ghosts prefer certain weather. I mean,  this only goes for the brides. A woman in a white  with her mascara running could use a ride!” She
        might as well make a show of it, right? Or, some  dress is far creepier than a dude in a tux. And  won’t talk to you the entire time, except to tell
        ghosts manifest easier early in the foggy       women dying on their wedding night are more     you where to go, and for some reason, this won’t
        morning, or during a full moon with plenty of   tragic than men, because women actually want    freak you out. The bitch will just stare straight
        shadows, or a NEW moon with no light at all.    it. And most men would tell you, that they die in  ahead, won’t strike up a conversation, won’t say
        Trust your peripheral vision, that ambiguous    a much less literal sense on their wedding day  thanks, won’t offer to pay gas, nothing. Then,
        shadow or odd shape in the fog that you barely  anyway. You don’t see us weeping by the road    when you are almost there, she just bales on you.
        caught out of the corner of your eye is the ghost  for teenagers to gawk at. It is worth pointing out  You look over, and *poof* she’s gone.  You
        coming out to enjoy the weather!                that regardless of your marital status or the date  somehow convince yourself that she had to gone
                                                        pertaining to Labor Day, female ghosts  ALL     jumped out, or that you were just hallucinating.
        Result of Mass Murder                           wear the same dress to prom.                    But there isn’t a body splattered on the
                                                                                                        pavement, and you haven’t dropped acid since
        After talking to Satan, Joe Axe-Murderer took
                                                        Ghostly Handprints                              that concert 20 years ago…. Something smells
        off in his 20-year-old pickup truck, found a
        school bus full of homeless orphans, and hacked  Children have to touch EVERYTHING, even        fishy. So you go to her house, tell her parents
        them all into tiny pieces.  They were all so    after they’ve died. You put a little powder on  you were giving her a ride, and they tell you
        petrified, that none of the 30-odd children     your car, visit the burned-down orphanage, and  she’s been dead for 6 years! Geesh, would’ve
                                                        when you’re back from snapping pictures, the    been nice for her to tell you that!
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