vote 4 the competition!

I am very pleased to inform you that the whole 3B class has been selected as judge for a competition:

some students of the class 4C have written fantastic ghost stories and you should judge them according to your personal opinion.
Please, reply with your preference to:

a) No Place is Safe
b) The Cemetery
c) The Mistery of the Classroom
d) The Revealing mirror

(Obviously, the names are omitted not to influence you)

The 4 stories are the following:

a) No Place is Safe

A beath woke me up, I started to perspire...

little by little the sigh became louder and louder.

I was holding my pillow close to my heart that was beating as fast as it could.

I was hot but I wasn't able to uncover myself.

I was pietrified.

After few minutes I realized that I had to get up from the bed and try to discover what the hell was going on.

I took a big breath and I turned on the light...I went in my leaving-room where I saw a pool of blood.

I couldn't scream because of the shock but I was crying.

I followed the line of blood on the floor and i got in my mother's room but I heard a strong noise behind me:

I turned but I couldn't see anything.

IIturned back and I prolonged my arm in order to turn on the light..........SWISHHHHHHHH...Ponk:

All Dead!

b) The Cemetery.

I am lying down on a field. It’s all dark around me and I feel the wet grass brushing my skin. I realize that my eyes are closed, so I open them slowly.

It’s evening, and the sun is setting down.

«What’s happened? Where am I?» I ask myself.

The last thing I remember is my mum who says «Goodnight, dear» and kisses me before going to sleep.

I manage to raise myself, and I begin to look around. I see a line of cypresses on a hill and a lot of grey tombstones placed in an orderly way that make me think «I’m in a cemetery».

«I must go away from here before the sunset, or it will be too dark… I haven’t time to lose!». So I start running looking for a way out, but suddenly I feel something that blocks my feet on the ground… Two horrible hands that come out from the grass are holding my ankles and I can move myself anymore!

I scream at the top of my voice and I start struggling, but the hands keep on tighten. Then I feel some icy fingers grinding my neck, and I can breathe no more!

After a few seconds the hands loosen the grip, so I take the opportunity to free myself and run away.

I stop only when I’m out of breath, and I sit on the ground… but I don’t make it in time for resting that I’m surrounded by a lot of zombies!

They come closer and closer and I don’t know that to do… So I lie myself with my face on the grass, and I begin to cry loudly.

Then I open my eyes and all of a sudden I realize that I’m not in the cemetery anymore. I feel the pillow under my head and the warm blanket covering me… «Oh my god, this is my bed» I shout. «It was just a nightmare!».

c)THE MYSTERY OF THE CLASSROOM

In my school there is an old old legend about a mysterious classroom, the art-classroom. It is situated under the headmaster-room, near the physical-room. Now it is always closed, but once I heard some keepers talking about it, that is a very incredible scary story.

About 20 years before, a couple of students used to meet in that room every day secretly, since they feared not to be accepted by their families and friends.

The meetings between the girls have been continuing for many months, and their love grew day by day; together they were happy and they thought that nothing would have separated them. A day while they were cuddling, a classmate entered the class and saw them. Initially the girl continued to watch secretly, then understood the situation, came forward with the threat to tell the secret love to everybody.

The girls implored her to keep the secret but the cruel spy decided to talk about this with the teachers and with the classmates.

The frightened girls feared the friend’s and the families’ opinion and decided to die together. So they killed themselves in the same place where their love was born and grown with some poison.

The next day they had been found embraced one another lying down on the floor. The bad girl who pushed them to suicide, caught by remorse, became crazy. During the night she had a terrible nightmare: the ghosts of the two students crying and screaming asked her the reason for which she had revealed their secret.

She was shut in a spectral mad-house for the rest of her life, keeping the secret with herself…

The room, where these terrible and dreadful events were happened, was closed forever, trying to forget this sad love story.

Still today the keepers that clear the hall of the downstairs hear some spooky noise and see shadows by the crack under the door of the art-room. Take care…

d) The Revealing Mirror

One fine day, Odette, a young woman of twenty-five years of age, broke her mirror that she had in her bedroom and so she decided to buy a new one.
While she was walking along the street, she noticed that in the window of an old-fashioned shop there was a fascinating mirror: Odette went into the antique shop and she asked the shopkeeper how much the mirror costed. It was very cheap and so she decided to buy it even if the man hinted at a curse related to the mirror.

At the beginning it was all going well but with the passing of the time she noticed that the mirror altered all the things reflected into it. Odette started to be afraid. She was awfully troubled and frightened for this situation insomuch as she thought to be mad.

Odette, one evening, resolved to cover the scary mirror with a red sheet and she went to bed.
At the night she had a terrible nightmare: an old woman, with a ghost that was turning around her, told her that all the hurts to her family and to other people twenty years before would be come back to her and that the day before she would have had to look into the mirror.
Odette woke up at 6 o'clock and immediately she uncovered the "looking glass" and saw into it. The mirror showed her the disastrous blaze that she caused in her small country when she was a child. She was the only survivor although she remained in coma for five months.

Odette started to tremble and she did a terrible scream. She remembered everything and she became really mad. She stayed to look the mirror for 6 hours without a break. In the end she broke the mirror with a fist and she killed herself with a splinter of glass.

The pernicious mirror recomposed itself and, the day before, it was in a old-fashioned shop again.