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Tale 1 – A Gothic Tale by Elsa Sitbon ...................... 3 Tale 2 – The Terrible Ghost by Claudia Medeiros ........ 7 Tale 3 – A Strange Death by Marion Schmitt ............ 10 Tale 4 – A Gothic Tale by Anna-Louise Brun ........... 14 Tale 5 – I Frankenstein by Olivier Depagne .............. 19 Tale 6 – Awaking by Anna Xiberras ....................... 23 Tale 7 – Enchnted House by Balasi Vermeulen .......... 35 Tale 8 – Gothic Tale by Alexandra Yschard .............. 38 Tale 9 – Gothic Tale by Lara ................................ 51 Tale 10 – Her Name was Sarah ! by Chloé Ktorza ...... 55 Tale 11 – Gothic Tale by Hugo Buena Pastor .............63 Tale 12 – She was Hélène Doug by Clara Messih ........ 69 Tale 13 – The Jealous Witch by Julia Seitz ............. 74 Tale 14 – Josh the Unlucky by Victor Nouvel ............ 81 Tale 14 – Dirty like a Pig by Ilana Sidoun ............... 84

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Tale 1 – A Gothic Tale by Elsa Sitbon

A gothic tale by Elsa Sitbon

Once upon a time , in the 19th century in Transylvania,

the story of an ordinary girl called Barbara. She was

twelve years old and lived in a lost village in the North

of Transylvania. This little gloomy village was famous

for many murders. Actually in spite of her normal

personnality, Barbara had supernatural powers.Her

parents did not know about them . She was very

pretty : she had long brown hair and big piercing green

eyes . Her nails were very long and sharp.

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She had a secret that she did not want to reveal to her

parents. She had a very peculiar behaviour in the

evening when the moon was full . Her life was a

nightmare and her heavy secret was a burden for her.

Barbara changed into a werewolf which haunted the dark

streets of her little village. She turned into an awful

monster during her changing process. Her teeth became

bigger and bigger and blood was running out of her

protuberant eyes. She turned into a hairy, plump and

dark werewolf. Moreover her parents did not want her to

go out at night because they knew that there was a

mysterious and frightening creature at night.During the

full moon on October 21th 1844 , she went to her

neighbours’ field and drank the blood of the sheep.

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All this frightended the inhabitants of the village. She

could prevent her from drinking blood ,otherwise she

would die .Nobody recognized her and the neighbours

asked her if she felt good .She answered that she felt

good but terribly exhausted.Days after days, she became

stranger .One day of full moon , her parents followed her

and discovered the truth . They could not believe it but

unforutnately it was real. They saw her killing the

neighbours’ sheep with her sharp teeth and with her green

eyes that they knew by heart .After that, she confessed

her secret to her parents. They told her « Why didn’t

you tell us your secret before ?». She answered « I

thought that werewolves were not accepted in the village

and I was scared of being rejected ».The next day, she

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became a normal girl and the neighbours did not realize

that the sheep were missing because Barbara’s parents

had bought sheeps to replace the deceased.

Then everything became as usual and Barbara’s secret

was hidden in her family for a long time .Nobody knew

abou it and life went on …….Until the next full moon

THE END

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Tale 2 – The Terrible Ghost by Claudia Medeiros

The terrible ghost

Once upon a time in a town far away in Australia, the family Anderson lost one of

their relatives. Her name was Angelica Anderson, she was Veronica's aunt and

she died drawn in a lake near their holiday house. Veronica was a teenager, she

had green eyes and long black hair, she was always nice with people but she

didn't really like this town she thought the village was haunted by some ghosts.

One day, she went to the lake alone because she wanted to run away when she

heard a voice, and she had already heard that voice before. It was of course

Angelica's voice! She didn't know what the voice said exactly but she was asking

for help. She turned around to see if anyone was here but she could only hear the

uncanny wind. She ran in the forest to come back home and told her parents her

story but they didn't believe her and they thought it was because she was shocked

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by Angelica's death “Angelica's body is in the cemetery of Melbourne, tomorrow

we will go here to prove you that she's dead”.

Veronica couldn't sleep that night, she felt observed by spirits but she fell asleep

one hour after. This morning, it was raining. Veronica woke up at 6:00 am

because if they go to Melbourne one hour later, they will arrive at 1:00 pm “We

are arrived kids” expressed her parents. All the family will know the truth. They

entered in the cemetery. It was really cold, they searched the tomb with the

description “Miss Angelica Marguerite Anderson” but they couldn't find it. “We

have looked for her tomb for three hours, she isn't here, she’s still alive!” shouted

Veronica. Her parents started to believe her as they didn't find Angelica's tomb.

They went back home. A big black raven was waiting at their house and he said

that the place was not safe.

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– “Did I hear the raven talking?

– Maybe the raven knows where Angelica is”

But the raven couldn't stop repeating that the place was not safe. They heard a

heavy scream, it came from the forest so they took the car. Indeed, the scream

came from the lake. They saw red snakes with evil eyes out of the lake and they

caught Jacob, Veronica's brother by the feet “HELP, HELP” announced Jacob but

it was too late.

They lost Jacob under their eyes and then the snakes were gone. Veronica was

about to cry but they saw a strange shape in the air who looked like Angelica.

Claudia Medeiros 4°1

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Tale 3 – A Strange Death by Marion Schmitt

A strange death – By Marion Schmitt

It was eight o'clock in the morning. It was the start of the school year to the

Black middle school of London. Ashley was a new pupil, she had just

moved to this area.

Fourteen-year-old, she was in fourth year of high school. She liked reading

books, particularly story of vampire… She wasn’t really sporty. She was

blond hair with blue eyes and medium-sized. She had neither sister nor

brother and lived alone with her mother, Mary. His father died when she

was only 6 years old. But she never knew how his father died…

The girl entered her classroom and sat in the second row in front of his

professor

M. Doyle. A girl sat down next to Ashley and she asked her what was her

name.

- Ashley she says, “and you?”

- My name is Sidney. Are you new in this school?

- Yes I have just moved to London. I was living before in Boston, in the

United States. "

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Sydney had brown air with beautiful blue eyes. She does not like reading

books but loved sport such as tennis or golf. She had 2 brothers and her

parents were recently divorced.

Very rapidly, the girls became best friends.

A week later, they were seated near each other when, M. Doyle began his

course. After two hours of French and one hour and a half of Math, this

was lunchtime. Ashley went back home for the lunch. Her house was a

little bit particular, it was a large manor. When she arrived, her mother was

still not there but she arrived a few minutes later from the work (she was

working in a consulting company).

After a good afternoon at school, Ashley came back home and while she

did homework, she heard a strange noise coming from the kitchen. She

asked if it was her mother but nobody answered. Believing that the noise

resulted from its imagination. Ashley continued her homework. Half an

hour later, she heard a door closed! She was scared and went down slowly,

she looked around the manor but found nobody.

Two weeks later, Ashley was in the course of science when the director

made an announcement and says that a friend called Paul had died

yesterday and asked one minute of silence. The director did not give more

explanations.

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In the evening, when she came back home with Sidney, they mentioned the

death of Paul to Mary who was shocked. Later at night, after Sidney

decided to go back home, Mary went in the room of Mary to spoke with

her:

“ I want to tell what happened to your dad. He is not dead, he has

disappeared,”

She told Ashley that his father disappeared when a vampire bit him in the

neck in front of her in the forest. Her husband disappeared and now she has

found him again, his name is Patrick Doyle!

From Paul's death, every week, a new pupil of the middle school

disappeared; the police was everywhere but was unable to found the

culprit.

Ashley had invited Sydney to sleep, they heard steps. They took out the

head of the room, it was dark, and the noise moved closer to them then get

away. A door opened then a shout. They were terrorized. The next day,

when the girls went into her Mum’s room, they saw the bite on her neck.

She was dead! Directly, they called the police and told them all they know

about Patrick Doyle.

The police decided to arrest Patrick Doyle. But two days after, he escaped

from the jail…

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The funeral of Mary took place at night one week after her death. Ashley

was very sad. During the funeral, she saw that M. Doyle was staying

behind a grave. Ashley was very scared! She decided to go to the police.

But, at the end the funeral, when she was remaining alone in front of the

grave to say goodbye to her mother for the last time, the grave moved and

his mother went out of her grave. Her mother jumped out the grave and

with the assistance of Patrick, bites Ashley to the neck.

Now, everyone in the family had become a vampire…

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Tale 4 – A Gothic Tale by Anna-Louise Brun

A GOTHIC TALE BY ANNA-LOUISE

-« Matt,did you finished you baggage ? »ask my mother,

-« Yes mum ! »I replied.

- «Okay,the dinner is ready in 10 minutes ! »

So, I took a shower and after I came for ate with my parents.

I sit next to them and we talk about baseball,memories,ect...

Before the dessert my mom take a serious tone and told me

that she send me in a boarding school for my own good. I said

that's it was okay but it was not at all.When i finished to eat I

came to my room and prepared everything for school.

The next morning, I arrived in front of the boarding school. It

was an old castle far from the city.

In the back they were the wood and a creepy cemetery in

it.This school made me feel insecure. They accompanied me

to my class. The teatcher placed me next to a beautifull girl

called Jessica.After the class I went to my locker and saw a

boy who was hiting by a big guy who is in my class called

Tristan. I stoped them.

The boys thanks me and I asked he's name and answer a little :

« Michael, what about you ? »

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« I'm Liam » .

So we stayed and ate together and I proposed to him to be in

the same room to sleep because the provisor told me that I

must have a companion in my room, and he said yes.The days

passed and I started to be close to michael and jessica.

One day I finally decided to invite Jessica, I prepared

everything for.I found her and i asked :

«Can you meet me at 9:00 pm at the meeting room ? »

- « Is it a date ? » she asked me

- « Only if you want ».

She smiled and tell me that she will come.

I was in the meeting room waiting for Jessica,I was literally

impatient and watching my watch every 30 seconds !

I got a text from her saying she's coming,and when she was in

front of me. I was so chocked,she was really perfect. I told her

everythings I was thinking of her dress and her hair but I was

like.. talking too much.. then I told her to wait for a minute,I

went took my guitarre.

She was looking at me with her beautiful eyes.

Then I start to sing to her a beautiful song that I wrote,I called

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the song by her name.

At the end of my song,she was smiling and so thankful,.. It

was the best time of my life and we was waiting for

somethings to happen but she just put her hands on my

check,then she approched her face to mine.

A second later,we was kissing. It was my first and best kiss. I

ask her to be my girlfriends and she said YES! I was so happy!

But weeks later she started to be really weird,she past all her

time on the wood,and with a mysterious boys called Isaac. I

told Michael about this and he seems to be really worried. And

so was I.

I finally decided to tell Jessica about this,I told her how much

I was jealous and she told me she was sorry and she won't talk

to Isaac again. Weird isn't it? Well,I didn't saw her the next

day,and I'm not the only one,her mother is now at the police

station. Nobody saw her since she talked to me,I was so

worried. Nobody saw Isaac since this day too. But hopefuly

Michael was there to help me during this. A million question

was on my head: Was she dead? Did Isaac killed her? Where

else she can be? What happen during the last 3 week? Was it

because of our discussion last day?

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It was the first time that I really liked a girl,so why would I

give up on her? I definely won't. So today,it's been a mounth

that she left,it's the full moon. We waited all the day for go on

the wood. Yes I was scared. But for her,I'll do everything. So

yes with Michael we searched her,it was so late. We first heard

some scary sound,it was so dark and the only things to shine

us was my phone. My phone who turn off,and I was sure the

second before,he was at 89 of batterie.

Eveythings happen so fast! We first saw a shadow,who came

closer and closer to us. I don't know why,but we didn't moove.

Maybe we was to scared to do anything? But I took my gun on

my hand. I just turn my head for a second and I heard my

friends scream!! At this moment my phone turn on.

And I saw my friend, he was in was in the hand of an

enormous wolf (he was not totally like a normal wolf he was

up and he walk like a human ), he was big and tall at the same

time, he was so scary.

He had red eyes, red like the blood and he was dark. The wolf

was full of fury ,he etract the head of Michael. He was

torturing and killing my friend when I started to shout in front

of this horrible scenes. The wolf see me and throws the body

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of my friends on the ground and run after me. I fire a ball, a

second, a third and a fourth he was so close to me and I dit a

fifth and he finished by falling.But strangely the wolf's body

start to shrink. The body became a human and I see Jessica's

body. She was dead. She was the wolf. She was a werewolf. I

kill my own gilrfriend and she killed my only firend.I was

broken. I take my gun and let him on her body and the police

will think at a suicide.

After the « suicide » and the murderer of Michael and Jessica,

my mum immediately change me to another school. Again.

One year after I search news about my last school and there's

still murderer. Is it Isaac ? I don't know but I don't want to

think about this anymore.

My mum now give me medicaments and I go to the

psychiatrist.

THE END

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Tale 5 – I Frankenstein by Olivier Depagne

I Frankenstein – By Olivier Depagne

The doctor Frankenstein was a doctor and one day, he

create a monster about 8 pieces of different cadavers,

but he make a mistake….The monster killed his wife, so

the doctor decide to follow this creature, his creature, in

the mountains. The creature was immunised about cold,

not the doctor…

Chapter 1 - Demons and Gargoyles

At the death of the doctor Frankenstein his creature said

“It’s my creator, he needs a tomb”. After buried his

master, black people appeared. “Who are you” ask the

creature. The answered to come with us. And after he

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refuse, black people came to light: they were demons

and scream with a horrible voice, that he leave us no

choice! The monster defend himself but couldn’t do last,

no matter at how he try. And at that moment, stone

creature come, without any reason and defend the

monster. The stone creatures, defeat the demons and

turn over the creature, who asked “”Why? Who are

you?”: “Other demons”. The stone creatures said that

were gargoyles.

Chapter 2 - Questions

The creature was asking to the gargoyles what they

want, the said to protect you from the demons who

want the notes of Viktor Frankenstein for create life to

dead body. It was of course a plan to create an army of

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ZOMBIES, so they choose to unite for fight the zombie

army and the demons. And they came back to the

cemetery and they saw demons picking up corpses so

the rush to the demons and attacked. They were all

dead their blood and guts were lying on the battlefield,

then the storm roared, the creature and the gargoyles

have succeeded.

Chapter 3 - Revelations

After the battle, the creature and gargoyles decided to

leave this massacre. The gargoyles asked the monster

why Viktor Frankenstein created you ? The creature

said she did not know why. After this adventure the

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monster felt a certain complicity between the

gargoyles. But he wanted to be alone and the let the

gargoyles. After he said:

“I, the hero of the zombie battle”

“I, the creature of a mad doctor”

“I, the one who will defend, the poorest”

“I, FRANKENSTEIN

THE END

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Tale 6 – Awaking by Anna Xiberras

A gothic(short)novel:Awaking.

By Anna Xiberras

Intro.

It was something with the Hargenor's Manor.

Not the kind of thing everyone would have notice in the first

place, but still, it was something. Something slightly different

from all the other places of Normandie.

What was it? Oh well, just the fact that the castle owners -who,

in despite of the modern interior setting, was actually extremly

old. Older than the Christ probably-were-and that,for a very

long time- quite young. But most of all, they were extremly

british. Actually, they were so british that no-one had ever

noticed they were immortal as well. And when I say they were

immortal it is just my own way to say they were the oldest and

greatest vampire family of France. Immortal sounds better

than “blood suckers” am I not right about this point?

As I was saying , the Kesley family was as immortal as the

stupidity, ans as dangerous as your grand mum's dog. But,and

careful with that, my little mortals readers: The Kesleys were

also extremly generous, and nice; with people they found

worthy of any interest of course.

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And obviously, one day, they found that Ted Levine-22-was as

interresting as he could be, and an really great person. Then

they decided, that the safest way to keep this “personn of

interest” close to themselves, was to save him from his death.

Death, wich should have come on a sunny monday of march, on

the Oscar's nominations day, to be precise, because he would

have taken a bullet in the chest trying to save his close friend,

Emma Ribane. But that, is another story.

So let's see what was his reaction when, one day, he woke up in

the oldest castle of Normandie-of the world actually- and how

he came to speak with Marilyn Monroe.

But once again, that will come later in the story.

So let's begin shall we?

End of the intro.

Part 1: Only braves left alive.

The noise of a bullet. Someone falling. Dying.

Who was it? Pain. Guilt. Someone close.

It was hard to remember.

Then something else happened. Something terrible.

BANG! A short part of memory.

“Big girls don't cry”, where did it come from?

Random memory.

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Everything was white. No. Everything was blank.

Voices.

And then he woke up.

But he wasn't breathing. Scared, he tried to open his eyes.

When he did so, he felt it were burning as if some kind of

pyromane as passed by.

Despite of that, he tried to sit up.

He had absolutly no idea of where he was, ans somehow, felt

quite insecure about the idea of being in an unknow-and possibly

dangerous-place. He didn't felt in need of air, wich he found

surprising because he had always thougt that breathing was

leaving.

Finaly, his eyes began to work again. He was going to see where

he was sitting at.

But before that, he wanted to check if he was truly alive, or at

least, if he wasn't just having a bad dream. He touched his left

arm with his right hand, and found himself shivering when he felt

it.

Cold. Great big cold.His arms, his whole body actually, was as

cold as an iceberg.

Suddently, feeling a great strength growing in him, he tried to get

up.

He fell hard on the cold again, floor of this unknown place. He

groaned and tried to get up once again.

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He almost fell again,but finally succeded by holding himself to a

chiseled, stone table.

He must had been lying on it this whole time. What time?

He tried to remember while looking around the place.

The table he previously was on, was itself at the center of a

large and cosy room.

Behind him, there were two purple and warm chairs, and a

circular table, borded with gold.

At his right a small and curved window wich allowed to pass a

gloom and quite scary light.

At his left, another window, same type and same light. And in

front of him, a wooden door.

But nothing was helping his memory.

He started walking around the room, his legs and back hurting

him in a new and very painfull way.

He heard something. Footsteps. Far. Someone was climbing the

stairs behin the wooden door. He felt suddenly weakered and

terribly afraid.

He came to one window ans tried to figure out where he was.

He stucked his forehead against the dirty glass, and looked as far

as he could. But all he could see was water.

He was on an island.

Then he thougt about the structure of the building.

Trapped in a bloody tower in an unknow island.

-This is just absolutly peechy, Ted spoke up.

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At the sametime he felt someone opening the door, and enter in.

END PART 1

PART 2: “Where the sun is shining everyday!”

Ted quickly turned back as he heard someone coming in.

-Good afternoon,he heard a feminine voice say.

He didn't replied first.

Totally out of his mind.

The voice belonged to a blond, young women with the most

white and smoothed skin he had ever seen.

She seemed to be around 21 and was quite tall.

But the most queer and amazing thing about this particular

person, was her eyes.

A shining yellow “orangé”, as Ted could not tell where were her

pupils.

He finnaly spoke up a small “hi”, and found his throat as dry as

the Sahara.

As the girl was approaching, he put his hand on his

throat, trying to show there was something weird with it.

She gave him a little blackboard with a black pen and the tended

him her hand, asking him to follow her.

-So, you must have a lot in your mind, I guess, she said as they

passed the door.

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Ted had realized her hand was as cold as his, probably.

-But don't worry, she said, I 'm taking you to my parent's. They'll

explain you everything.

He wrotes “Ok”, on his blackboard, and showed it to her.

She smiled and said that,by the way, her name was Leliana.

He wrote his name was Ted and that it was nice to meet her.

-Nice to meet you too Ted, she kindly replied.

END PART 2

PART 3: It taste like strawberry.

They finally arrived in a giant hall, but as soon as they came

in it, they got out of the room.

They were now in a garden. A really large and big garden. Larger

than 5 football lands. THE garden.

-Jasmine! Leliana shouted as she stopped in front of a perled,

white table.

A maid soon came with a black bottle of something, but, because

it was black it wasn't possible to see what was into the bottle

itself.

Jasmine gave it to Leliana, who thanked her. Jasmine also salude

Ted, who wrote a “nice to meet you” on his blackboard.

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She smiled and then left, coming back to the big manor. A big ans

really impressive manor.

Leliana took back Ted's blackboard and pen, and put them on the

table. Then she gave him the bottle ans asked him to drink.

-You'll feel better after, she said in a kind, but sure tone.

He didn't smelled the beverage but directly drunk it.

It was strange, but … it was good.

He knew this taste but couldn't remember what it was.

He finished the bottle. He indeed felt much better.

-Thanks a lot, he said, glad to hear the sound of his own voice

again.

-You are welcome, she smiled, and put the empty bottle on the

table as well.

-Come on now, she said, we need to find my parent's, they must

be somewhere around here.

They started to walk, and he asked her where was the island the

manor was on. She replied it was just few kilometres from

Normandie, but that, no one really knew the exact emplacement.

-Oh, here, she exclaimed. Mum! She called.

END PART 3.

PART 4: There will be no: “ Goodbye Marilyn.”

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Leliana's mum really looked like her daughter.

She had blond hair as well, and the same type of face, but we

could see her eyes were darker, and that she was older.

She probably was around... 36?

Ted found that weird, but didn't mind.

The woman was now just in front of them.

She also had sunglasses, but she putted it down, and wore a

black hat.

-Leliana, how are you dear?

She then returned, saw Ted and made a large smile.

-Well, you must be Ted...

She is what mortals will call a medium.

Oh, and here i'm using my telepathic powers to talk to you. Now

we're bounded so you should be able to talk to me this way as

well.

Ted responded by a claiming yes to Leliana's mum who started to

apologize because she had no idea of where her husband as, and

then said her name was Jessica.

She took off her hat and put it on a table behind her.

Ted would have sworn he had already saw her a couple of times.

But where?

-Did you enjoyed your drink? She asked him.

Ted replied by the positive and asked her what it was.

-Blood, my dear, she responded.

Of course, Ted thougt. So, was he … ?

-Does this mean...

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-Of course my dear, you indeed are a vampire. You are very

clever dear. You will make a great immortal!

She said with such a glee, that Ted surprised himself being

happy about his condition.

Jessica smirked.

-So, while we are waiting for the love of my life, would you like

to hear a story? She asked very chearfully.

Say no!he heard Leliana told him in his head.

-Sure, why not, he responded.

He heard Leliana won, and asked himself how a story could be

that awfull, or boring.

So, Jessica started to tell Ted, how her and Dawn ( her husband)

had met for the first time.

It was... well, she couldn't remember when it was exactly, but she

knew, that they were both already immortals.

Dawn, made himself call : Dantus Clavicus, and was one of

Romulus men's.

Romulus was ruling Rome at this time, and it seemed he had

quite a bad caracter. So, one day, because of Romulus, Dawn and

other men were sent to kidnap some sabine's girls.

But, as Dawn was then trying to kidnap Jessica ( her name was

Jessilas), she repealed him by relatung the most boring senator's

speech he had ever heard.

Realising, that they were both immortal and genious, they madly

fell in love.

-Wow, Ted said, that's magnificent Jessica!

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They heard a wouch! , and Ted gasped in surprise.

Jessica had a giant colgate smile as an men hand lended on her

soulder, while Leliana just made a desabused smile.

-Hi dad, she said, I thought your teleportation crise was over ?

-Good morning dear, replied a tall and even paler man with black

and strait hairs.

He gave Ted a hand-shake.

-And you must be Ted I presume, nice to finally meet you. I am

Dawn, master of the place. You of course already met my wife and

my lovely daughter.

Ted shook his head.

-But you must know us ( my love and I) under other name.

-Oh really?Ted asked.

They said yes, that they were very famous in all the world, but

always under other names.

-You see, Jessica said, to give you an exemple, I was once queen

of Egypt...

-When I was emperor of Rome, Dawn completed.

They then explained that, one day a men named Jules, who had

became really important, had tried to seduce Jessica (She

defended herself by saying it was only for buisness, and that he

called her Cleopatre).

So , Dawn ( but everyone called him Marc Antoine at this time)

assassinated him.

Dawn seemed really proud about it and said that for him, the

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funniest was to know that by this time, everyone thought his son

had killed him(Jules).

-But it was me! He laughed.

-Truly, asked Ted surprised, so you two have done many things

during your … immortality.

-Yes my dear, said Jessica, one time we even caused a civil war.

During the Antiquity.

-Wait, you don't mean you were …

Jessica replied that, “of course my dear”, she sure was Helene,

ans that she loved that name.

-I hated my name, Dawn remembered.

-And you were...started Ted.

-Paris, yes, he growled. What a stupid name.

Then Jessica said her favorite moment was when she was an

actrice.

Once again, Dawn explained, he had to kill the president of the

U.S.A, because he was ( yes it had always been the main reason

for Dawn to kill particular mens) trying to seduce Jessica.

-I told him to let his dirty hands away, he defended himself, they

never listen.

PART 5: The end of the story and the beginning of

something long( no but seriously you have no idea of

how long the eternity can be)

<Two hours later>

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-So we ended up fainting or own death.

-What a mess, Dawn remembered.

-I still don't understand why everyone find that story so

romantic! It was fine really, but we had more fun as emperor's!

-It's all because of …

-SHAKESPARE! They both exclaimed at the same time.

-He didn't understand our romance at all...Jessica complained.

-You are so right, dear, her husband agreed.

They both excused and said they were going to take a walk. They

left, leaving Ted and their daughter.

A certain werewolf gardener passed by.

As I said them hi, only Leliana said hello as well. I guess Ted was

chocked. More by Leliana's parent's than by me I think.

Finnaly, Ted remembered where he had saw them.

He turned to Leliana.

-I didn't thought David and Victoria Beckam had such an history.

Leliana smiled.

-You'd be surprised.

I smiled as I entered into the hall of the oldest manor of the

world.

Knowing it was the beginning of something … eternal.

THE END ?

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Tale 7 – Enchnted House by Balasi Vermeulen

Enchanted House

Introduction

It was 4 p.m,Frank received an e-mail,he was invited

with her schoolmates and his mathematics teacher to

a castle nicer a small and sinister town.The castle

belonged a noble witch only one descendent is alive

Chapter 1:The voyage

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Next morning Frank prepare his suitcase and he said

“Goodbye”to his parents,then he gets to the bus

where his colleages were waiting.

Chapter 2:The arrived

When they reached the castle it was night and the

howling of the wolves can be heard in the

distance,there a strange man received they ,the man

had long

nails,pale skin,yellow and pointy teeth and white

hair,also he wore a cape,

and a vest with matching pants .Then they enter in

the castle and saw that was decoded with old

paintings,the long corridors had stuffed animals of all

kinds.Later the men served us the diner and we went

to the bed.

Chapter 3:The end

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When he woke up to the bathroom he heard footsteps

in the main room,so he went to investigate,when he

arrived he saw the stuffed animals but they weren't in

different position and he got scared and went back

running to bed but he could not sleep.Next morning

Frank he woke up and went breakfast but

George,Barack,Hillary were missing so he went find

they in her rooms and their had blood,he had scare

and returned to room but there wasn’t any one and

started to call his friends but no one answered,after a

while he heard a noise in the last room of the

corridor,he opened the door and saw a tall and thin

men,it was the men who received he and her

friends,the men showed in a direction and Frank saw

the bodies of his friends.

Balasi Vermeulen 4è2

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Tale 8 – Gothic Tale by Alexandra Yschard

Gothic tale

The weekend of my fourteenth birthday , my

best friend Lena and I went to an

amusement park after which we dreamed to

go. We did a lot of things, there were a good

feeling among us.

While we were hading so mutch fun we were

greing around we saw a strange man

looking at us…

I saw a strange mansion that we didn’t

notice before, it was among a little forest on

a side of the park.

On the roof some kind of bats were banging

and heads out off. On the top of the house

some gargoyles were about to come to life.

“oh look , the ghost train” , I was so happy!

In the newspaper they have talked a lot

about it, so scary!!

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Lena said “oh yeah, but look, nobody is

there, something must be wrong !”

- “wait, I’m going inside”.

When I came back , I told her , everything

was fine , it was open.

She was surprised. We arrived in the

entrance of the house.

A men came to us , it seemed I already knew

him. “so

girls do you want to go in? Are you brave?

Any way, you can’t go out” We

laughed but it seemed it was not really a

joke…

We just got in , it was large , we could have

been three or four to sit there.

The strange man said in a furious

voice : Goodbye…

He laught and disappear. I decided to

don’t say anything because Lena seemed

happy.

The mansion was really big, huge!!

Then everything stopped.

We just got up , the train continued. We

saw a black door , we went to it. On the

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door was written “The Twilight Zone” and

me I thought “COOL” ! When we opened

the door , we got back in the park but it was

night! We were really surprised and

began to shake , we go in at 2pm 30 and it

was dark outside 20 minutes after.

The park was abandoned , closed , we were

alone… Someone was watching us . the

way out was not the secure anymore , now

in front of us was a cemetery .

We decided to go back to find somebody in

a store to help us. We finally

got to an inn , The Lake Hostel , it looked

charming , we got in and then we heard a

scream.

We went towards it , we opened a door and

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saw a young girl , ow age , a men was

standing in front of her with a knife , he

had an demon face . When he saw us ,

he turned himself as a wolf and jumped

threw an broken windows.

The girl turn around. She was about to say

something but I stopped her , I run to her

, I sat down on the wood chair and I took

her arm , blood was going down her

shoulder . “oh my god , your bleeding!” The

girl was in choke. She looked at my hand

and cried. After she came down she told us

she did the same attraction that we did a

week before.

She was with her father , and when they got

out , they were also all alone. They got

hostel and one day , the father left seeking

for somebody and he never came back.

“the man who was holding the knife was the

same that the one we saw at the entrance of

the ghost-train ,I said , I recognize him”.

The girl named Denise had also recognize

him. Tonight he had broken a window

and try to kill her but she had move and

was wounded to she shoulder.

Lena and I found a room in the hostel ,

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there was two bed , a little window, the door

was closed with the key : nobody could get

in. Denise had the same room

just in frount of us. Two minutes after we

were in our room Denise came in. She ask

us to stay for the night. “of course!!” we

said. How could she sleep alone after

being attacked a moment before? We felt

stupid , we didn’t ask her to come with us

before!

At night , I woke up many times , not

because I was very tired but of the noises

coming from nowhere.

The first time I heard like somebody was in

the stairs. I was under my sheets and was

too scare to move.

The second time I noticed that the curtairs

had moved , I thought maybe one of the

girls had open them and forgot to close.

I was about to close them , when I saw two

red eyes looking at me!

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Then a men face appeared , he was looking

at me in a strange way, then he laugh , he

open the mouth and blood was running out

of it . He put his hand in front of him. The

window was broken , he took my arm and

pulled it , I screamed , I cried , I had no

more strength , but then two hands were on

my shoulders and held me back. He

released me , the girls had save me , I was

crying like crazy and I wanted this night

mare to stop , I couldn’t go on like this !

Then I went to sleep in my tears.

In the morning , when I woke up, I felt a

very big hurt at my wrist: it was bigger , I

had scarfs , I was moved thinking about

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this terrible night! I went to the kitchen ,

the girls were already there.

They stop talking and they look at me sadly.

I sat next to her .

Lena told me : “are you okay? You really

scared us yesterday night , it was horrible!”

I answered : “I know…”

My arm was still hurting I wanted to

change subject at all costs.

Denise said to we quietly:

“on day time, the man never comes , he his

afraid of the sun. we will go to find a way

out.”

I souted : “ a way out??!! There is one????

-Yes, she said , but …

Lena cut the conversation.

“chut ... Yesterday when you were sleeping ,

we got a message from the man…”

Denise said : “ we know there is an exit , but

we won’t get ou unless we give something in

return.” -

“you mean , give money or something?”

-“yes, we think so” said Lena.

–“when will we get out?”

-“In about an hour” said Denise.

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We need to take some things and go.”

We did a list: a knife , a lamp ,water , bread

and we got out in the park .

As before , the park was empty with the sun

shining , we were not afraid and we were

three!!

We were holding each other . my wrist still

hurt. As we

were walking a tall guy , very slim , with

bad looking , came to us.

He scared us!

He took Denise hand , she was scared.

He was shocking and he said things really

wird , then he sat down and cried.

Denise was overstressed.

–“Denise come , this man is crazy , come

quickly.”

Denise after a while , cried also , so

mutch she couldn’t stop. –

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“Denise I know your scared but , we will not

end like him don’t worry…”

-“ No , no it’s impossible … Oh my god!!

Lena start to cry because she was mooved.

Denise stood up , she looked at me in the

eyes and she said :”it’s my father…” and she

wept again.

She was talking slowly , she had not

recognize him at first , but after she saw his

jacket she knew it was him : now he was

dead…

I noticed then that , he had very long

nails and hairy hands.

I try to hug a little Denise with Lena to

calm her down and told her that, but she

said he never had long nails , no hairy

hands!

-“maybe your dad had been bite by some

wolf and he became one “ said Lena.

Denise asked “ why he didn’t became a real

wolf , why he was dead and why we hadn’t

seem one before ?”

-“ he must have been dead because he was

starving, turning crazy and the man

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testerday had turned in a wolf so we saw

one!”

Lena ask us to get out quickly .

Denise was so sad to leave her father , but

there was nothing she could do know!

Denise saw a little house , maybe a way out .

she went to the door , and shooted. We

joined her , a man was on the ceiling ,

watching us and said to come in , and

disappeared! We

found ourselves in alarge hall: it was very

old. In the

middle , there was a long corridor.

We went throw it.

It was very dark.

On the sides , there was knights in costumes

with swords.

I would not like to see them alive just in

frount of me.

Then , three doors appeared.

The three doors had inscriptions :

-nightmares

-potions

-torture

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We all took one door .

Denise took the door with the potions , Lena

took the door with the torture and me , I

took the door with the nightmares.

I was in a room , it was dark…

I felt something like water on my hands.

I tasted it , that was like … blood!!

I walked painfully. Animals

climbed on me! I screamed , I pushed

them but they remained on me.

Breathless i put my hand on the wall.

The wall was soft , not very smooth and wet.

Suddenly the lightning behind me

illuminated the way. I

could see the wall was actually some flesh!

I began to run , but I don’t know where I

had to go.

I fell to the ground. There were many small

animals on the floor: some ants , some chis ,

all!!! I got up and run again .

I fell again. But this time in a big hole.

It was a tunnel without end… there were

lightning all around me. I cried , help!!

A terrible laugh gave me a headache.

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Then , I landed in a room : she was very

bright.

The man came… “here you

are!” he told me.

“I waited for you!”

-“really?” I asked paralyzed.

–“yes , I had a question for you… would you

be willing to give everything to get out of

here?”

-“to the point where I am … yes I could…”

-“good! Thanks you , you can get out.”

I ran to the door, I opened ….

There were Denise …

she had a strange face , I told her.

She replied it was because of the potions she

had to drink.

I noticed , I was not better…

we smiled.

Then , a door appeared.

“Lena!!” I said , “she must be there!”

we ran to the door , we were outside , in the

entrance of the park!

“we succeeded!!” yelled Denise.

We jumped in all directions.

Then Denise tell me “but where is Lena??”

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-“I , I don’t know…”

then I told her the question that the men

asked me in the room.

She looked at me terrified

“ We paid…”

THE END

Gothic tale from Alexandra Yschard

Anglais euro 4°1

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Tale 9 – Gothic Tale by Lara

Gothic Tale by Lara

Some years ago, around New-York in Brooklyn a young

girl called June lost her parents when she was 8. Jennifer

was a lonely girl hurt by her life. She had black eyes and

blond hair, really clever but nobody wanted to be her

friends always sad and depressive, to forget the past she

wrote songs from time to time. One night she decided

to go to the cemetery with her book's song for got some

inspirations and to remember her parents' .

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The cemetery was at 20 miles to her house but this

night changed her life... At 8.00pm she heard some steps

and noises, she felt a spirit near to her so she decided to

quit the cemetery.

The next day it was cloudy and she was in her room but

the song's book was not here! She certainly forgot it in

the cemetery yesterday...

Afraid she leaved her house to go at the cemetery.

Arrived she founded her book so she opened it and a

uncanny thing was written inside:

She read : “ one day we will be reunited again my

dear ... ”

Shocked she threw the book and she started to cry, she

thought somebody was doing a joke or something else.

A girl was in the cemetery and she told to June

something:

“I saw why you cry, It's horrible but stay strong we will

find the culpable”

June was a little happier because she found a friend

finally!

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Her name was Claudie Brooks and she introduced her

husband Luke brooks, very nice people she thought, but

Luke said to her that he knows the death of her parent's

she was surprised how can he knew that!

The days passed and Luke was different, he started to be

really mean always in the cemetery when she was too..

One day Claudie and June found Luke body's dead , the

blood was running down on his chest, a letter was torn

and the letters said:

The night when you heard steps noises it was me the

people who wrote the bad message on your books all the

things was did by me because I’m the best friend of the

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evil and I like when people like you felt bad”

The two girl were really sad by this letters and we heard

the noise of the wind like if it was the soul of Luke

going to the hell.

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Tale 10 – Her Name was Sarah ! by Chloé Ktorza

Her name was Sarah !

It was a stormy night of summer 1869 in Wildwood. My

father was doing the accounts in the mansion when he

received a telegram who said that a young woman with her

maid was at the entrance. My father already informs me of

her stay in our bed and breakfast , the Vamper’s hostel .We

came the welcome her and I saw the prettiest woman I ever

seen . Her natural beauty was in perfect harmony with her

charm . We were surprised by the thunder and lighting when

she said “Hello ! I’m Sarah Woods and you are ?” with

playfulness . I was stricken by her awesome beauty and she

knew that . My brother answered immediately that his name

was Kevin with gaiety .Apparently Sarah’s charm didn’t touch

just me . So I replied to her that I was David Vampers and that

I was the manager’s son ; I asked her if she want some help

and my brother and I lead her to the annex .

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The next morning , I brought her the breakfast and we

started to talk about the life in the New Orlean and about

the reason of it stay at Mystic Falls and everything else when

Kevin arrived in the room and told us if we wanted to do a

ride on horseback . I was looking at her when an expression

of rejoicing appeared on her face . I answered that I take that

for a yes . Then we prepared for this and started the ride in

the wood .Hot summer air cools itself when we entered the

wood same as the atmosphere became melancholy .We

were walking in the wood when a branch clung to my jacket

and when tried to remove it , I bled . When Sarah looked at

me , her angelic face turned into that of the devil . Her look

became dark and she tried to hid herself when she told that

she would like to come back home …

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Sarah’s reaction intrigue me . Maybe she was just afraid of

blood but her demonic air made me thinking of somethings

more … stranger .

Tonight was the debutant ball .I was doing my cleaning when

I found a note from Sarah :” I hope you will be honored to be

my cavalier tonight “ .

I was happy , really happy but … Sarah’s just now reaction

worried me . I came to the annex to pick Sarah a 6:30 pm.

She was beautiful even more then the first time then I see

her . She wore a bright white dress with a diamond jewelry .

When earlier in the morning , she told me that she was 23

years old I was bewildered , she look like she was 17 .

On the path of the ballroom , I was thinking that my brother

will be sad because Sarah chose me so I told to Sarah if we

can be discreet and she completely understood .

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Arrived to the ball , we passed a really good evening , we

danced , we ate ( or rather I ate because the young woman

didn’t eat at all ),we talked with all the people of the city and

I presented Sarah to them . While she was to the toilet , I was

talking to my father when we heard a scream . Every body

rushed to the corpse : it was a young woman not as beautiful

as Sarah but she was pretty . She was covered of blood with

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two little holes in the neck . The policemen arrived and they

asked the invites of the ball . I found Sarah and I asked her

about the crime she said she didn’t see anythings but I have

made her observed that she had a red stain in the corner of

the mouth probably some strawberries …

We came back to the mansion , upset . I escorted her to the

annex and she kiss me . Then she told me “Good by mister

Vampers “. I was openmouthed . She repeated as captivating

me “ Or maybe you want to enter …”

I woke up next morning . I didn’t remember anything of that

night . The only thing I remember is that I enter into the room

and that it . Maybe it’s the alcohol …but I saw on my wrist a

hurt…

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A few weeks passed , and many weird things happened like

animals attack or or discovery of corps drained of their blood

. I spent every days from the ball with Sarah , I never loved a

woman like I loved her . She was so radiant and we can’t

imagine that she lost their parents a few month ago . She

was also very mysterious ; It’s maybe why she was different

to the other girl .

The only flat it was that she was very close to my brother too

.

But one night , my brother and I were walking in the woods

when we find a young boy , dead . He was covered of blood .

Under his arms was the scarf of Sarah spotted of blood . I

wanted to ignored that but it was evident , Sarah was the

murderer of all the dead people ! All that murder started

when she arrived ! I was disappointed and furious , and a

little scared . I was in love of a butcher ! I had to talk to her so

I went to the annex .

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I rang to the door , I waited few minute and I look at the full

moon . We could heard the bayings of distant wolves . I was

anxious .She opened the door and she asked me if I wanted

to enter but I replied that I prefer rest in front of the door .

Then I told that we found , my brother and I her scarf near a

corps spotted of blood ; I saw her expression on her face ,

that air that I saw in the wood weeks ago . I was tetanized . I

took a sharp piece of wood as a threat and she said that it

wasn’t what I was thinking about and that I had to calm down

so I put my weapon on the floor and she tell me “

David you must believe me and don’t push me out ! Promise

me ! “ .

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I answered that I promise her to didn’t tell it to people and

she explained to that she was … a VAMPIRE !! I was shocked

and I ran home but she caught me and looked me in the eyes

“ You mustn’t tell it to anyone , you promise me “ . But I

didn’t have to promise that to her for I didn’t say that . It was

like she witched me . Then she kissed me and told me that

she always loved me . She bit me and said that she wanted to

be with me forever and never be alone anymore . Then , in

same time of the scream of the raven , she broke my neck .

How could I trust her and what did she mean when she told

me that she wanted to be with me forever ? I was dead !!

Was that “forever”??

But I discovered that when I woke up later , bloodthirsty .

To follow …

Chloé Ktorza .

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Tale 11 – Gothic Tale by Hugo Buena Pastor

Tuesday, October 21th.

Dear diary,

I arrived by carriage; I am ready for this week because I am

on holydays. The house is magnificent next to a big wood but

also, immense. I wonder why it was so inexpensive. I met Mr

Lovewood my neighbour, he helped me to tidy up my

cardboards and before leaving he told me that this evening it

will be the full moon.

Wednesday, October 22th

Dear diary,

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This night I was not able to sleep, wolves didn’t stop roaring.

Mr Lovewood had given me a good advice, because somebody

died trying to push away the animal that roamed around his

house. Examining tracks we noticed that the tracks of the wolf

were bigger than that of a normal wolf. Mr Lovewood came to

see me and I asked " is it the first dead man? ", he told me that

it had been two months since there was no victims.

He left at seventeen o'clock.

Thursday,october 23th

Dear diary,

I wasn’t able to sleep with what passed this evening thus I

chose to visit the house of the dead man, I found imprints of

wolves, I know that there is a strong population of wolves in

the forest, but imprints were much bigger than normal and in

addition it seemed to walk with two legs.

I went to the village, to ask the city major if he knew people

who would supposedly have seen the animal. He answered me

" yes, there is somebody who would have seen the beast we do

not believe him too much because he became a little bit crazy "

He said thank you and I asked him where he lives, and I left.

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As the night went fallen I brought in, and I began imagining the

animal then I fell asleep.

Friday,october 24th

Dear diary

I had seen the old man, he welcomed me very well, but when

he spoke to me about the animal, I had seen at once the fear

in his eyes. Then I asked him what he had been able to see so

terrifying, he answered me " it was the terrifying animal which

walked on two legs as a man, which had sharp claws and head

of wolf. Having left the house of Mr Smith (yes it is his name), I

went to the library to look for information on this creature mid

man and mid wolf, and this is what I found "The Werewolf, is a

man who transforms himself during full moon into a creature

mid-man and mid wolf, but when the moon is red its strength

multiplies tenfold, the only way of killing a werewolf is to fire

him a silver bullet in the heart”. As it was already dark I

returned and fell asleep on the sofa.

Saturday, October 25th

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Dear diary,

I got up, I took a bath, I hurried to go to the hunting store, to

buy a rifle and traps and silver bullets to kill the werewolf. My

strategy is simple to put traps everywhere around the wood,

then when the animal will be trapped I shall fire him a bullet in

the heart to finish it with his Calvary. Having bought the traps I

came to say hello to my neighbour to ask him if he knew where

I could put my traps, he said to me that he will come to help

me tomorrow because that it was already late and I had to

come back at home. When I returned home I started imagining

places where I could put my traps, then I fell asleep.

Sunday, October 25th

Dear diary,

I got up at about 8:00 am. I had breakfast, then I picked up

Mr Lovewood. Then he said me: "you know, it is necessary to

place the traps where we know it passed ", I told him that I

agreed with him. As we had no idea where from was its

territory thus we surrounded the village of tenths of traps. Then

we went to tell to the population that this evening they mustn’t

had to go out and that they had to lock themselves.

I said " Mr Lovewood, we have to be here at nightfall ", but

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before I went away he told me " you know William you could

call me Sean ", and I agreed. We arrived at the moment when

the moon went out, even not 10 seconds later we heard not

one but two roarings. Sean and I had not imagined that there

were two werewolves there. We decided to remain grouped,

suddenly both of them arrived on each side. I had no time to

think and I fired it a bullet in the heart, and I turned around to

see how Sean was with the other animal. And then I saw the

beast on the body of my friend, at this moment the I went

furious, then I fired a bullet which touched the leg. The animal

which felt the silver bullet ran away towards the forest, thus I

went away to pursue the animal. The forest is immense, I saw

nothing more than three meters, I had a very beautiful view of

the moon. I said to myself that I had to stay on my guard

because the animal is watching me, I felt him. Then suddenly I

saw it jumping on me, and I triggered when it was above me.

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Monday, October 26th

Dear diary,

When I got up it was already the day, and I saw that the

werewolves were City –major and Mr Smith. I had to return

home to take a shower, and to pack my suitcase because I

must be in London Tomorrow. Before taking the train I had to

attend the burial of Sean, little but very moving. I said my

farewells and then I took the train .

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Tale 12 – She was Hélène Doug by Clara Messih

She was Hélène Doug

Hélène Doug was a girl with brown hair and a weird big

mouse. She was the servant of Dracula. I say “was”

because Dracula bit her. He did that because Hélène told

to the guests that Dracula was a vampire. She said it

cause she hated him, so Dracula decide to tell the guests

that it wasn’t true so they couldn’t be afraid and bit her.

Her story starts here :

It was in Dracula’s house, she was looking for a “job”.

Dracula told her that she could be his servant but what

he ignore was that Hélène Doug was her second sister

and that she knew that he was a vampire and Dracula

ignore that Hélène was a vampire too. She was looking

for Dracula all this years and when she found him she

hated him already and that is because he knew that he

had another sister and he never looked for her. During

two years, Hélène was Dracula’s servant but one day

when her brother had guests in his house, she was sick

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of seing her brother everyday and not tell him the true

so she decide to tell to the guest that Dracula was a

vampire. When the guests asked him if it was true,

Dracula was so pissed that he had to bit and kill his

sister and tell to his guests that she was crazy and lied to

them saying that she leaved the house because she

feeled bad for saying this lie. Dracula killed Hélène

without knowing that she was his sister….

They were Jane Mane and Carla

Jane Mane was the cousin of Dracula. She was a very

very very mean person. She was a blond girl with a big

and larg nose. She lived in Dracula’s house and play the

nice girl with him but she’s not nice at all. She is rude

and yell at the guests every time.

Here is her story :

Jane Mane lived in Dracula’s house since she’s born.

When she grew up, zJane felled in love with her cousin

(weird…). She wanted to say it to him but she couldn’t

because he will kick her out of his house. One day when

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Dracula invited his sister to diner, her name is Carla.

Jane was here. She hated Dracula’s sister because she

was always saying nice things to her brother and Jane

was in love with him so she didn’t like that and Dracula

ignored it.. One day when Dracula went to the street to

buy some food, he left Jane and his sister Carla alone in

the house. Jane wanted to kill Carla, so she went to her

room and Carla was lying on the bed because she had a

stomachake. Jane proposed her to go in the living room

and take some water. When they were down stairs, Jane

gave Carla a poison drink. She drinked it and five

minutes later she had a heart attack and layed down on

the floor and… died… Jane was so happy but she was

doing the innocent, she went next to Carla and did like if

she was crying. When Dracula came back home he saw

his sister lying down on the floor with her eyes closed

and that’s when he noticed that her sister was dead…

He didn’t knew yet that Jane killed his sister.

She was Jane…

The next month…

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A month later, Dracula and his cousin Jane were the

only one in the house. Dracula knew now the true…

Here is the story :

One month later, Dracula and Jane were alone in the

house. Jane was thinking of what she did to Carla, and

for the first time of her entire life she was feeling bad…

She wanted and didn’t wanted to tell Dracula the true,

she wanted because she feeled very bad about it, cause

she knew that her cousin and Carla loved each other.

BUT, she didn’t wanted to because she didn’t knew

what Dracula will do to her.. Obviously she thought that

he will bit her but she knew that he will do something

meaner. She didn’t knew what to do, and she think the

hole day and started thinking that telling Dracula the

true was a good idea. So she went down the kitchen and

start saying to his cousin the beginning of the scene..

When she said “I gave her something to drink and she

didn’t feel good after” Dracula stoped her and knew

already very fast that Jane Mane killed his sister. He

didn’t knew what to think about it. So he yelled at her,

run after her, took a big knife, run faster and killed her

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in the back with his knife… Dracula lived alone in his

house for the rest of his days…. He was so disappointed

of what he learned that he couldn’t invited nobody else

in his house…

THE END OF THE STORY

Clara MESSIH

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Tale 13 – The Jealous Witch by Julia Seitz

The Jealous Witch

In the Middle Ages, in the

thirteens century, a princess

called Elisebeth, she was

beautiful ans kind, she has got

long blond

hair and she was tall .

She was living with her parents named

George ans Dianna, the King and the Queen

pf Farfaraway.

Elisabeth was going to marry Prince

Harry. He was handsome, tall, he had got

short brown hair, he was brave and

respectful.

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In Farfaraway, the weather was always

cloudy or raining and cold and there was

a forest, Rarfaraway Forest, who lived,

in a haunted house, a cruel witch called

Cruella.

She was little, she had got short black

hair, she was alaways dressed in black.

She was sneaky, disgusting and jealous of

Elisabeth beacause Elisabeth was perfect.

Cruella wanted to kill Elisabeth and take

her beauty and become

One day, she went to the Castle

and saw Elisabeth in the garden, she put

a pell on her.

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Elisabeth was weird during twenty

seconds. Then her hair became black as

well as her dress.

Cruella had to run to the forest because

Harry arrived to see her fiancée.

Elisabeth was nasty and said something

bizar :

Cruella sais she needed me

- Who is Cruella ? asked Harry. - Cruella told me she needed me and my beauty.

- ELISABETH !!!! Are you ok ? - Cruella said I must meet her tonight in the forest…

- Elisabeth ?! Elisabeth bacame normal again and shouted

to Harry :

What ?!

- You are weird - Why ? - You talked about Cruella. Who is she ? - I don’t know, I need drink something. - Ok, I will come with you.

During this time, Cruella was happy and

said : I will bacame Elisabeth ! A

PRINCESS !!! I will be beautiful and

powerful ! I will kill her parents ans

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become Queen of Farfaraway !

AH !AH !AH !AH !

Tonight Elisabeth will become a witch qns

she is going to die because witch are

burned !!

And me I am going to be a princess, a

mean princess !

At midnight, Elisabeth went to the

forest to meet up Cruella.

When Cruella saw her, qshe put another

spell on her.

Elisabeth !

- Yes. - Take my hand. - Ok…

Cruella opened Elisabeth’s hand and drunk

her blood. She became Elisabeth and

Elisabeth became Cruella. Outside, there

are storms.

Elisabeth regainsed her spirits and saw

her black hair, she had got a hat and she

was screaming :

Why I am like that ? Elisabeth was

scared.

- You are like that because you are a witch !

- Why ?

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- Because ! I have put a spell on you ! I took your body and you took mine, I

also give you some powers.

- But you have powers too ? - Yes of course ! - Why you to that ? - I am going to kill your parents and I am going to marry Harry and kill him

to get all his money and become Queen

of Farfaraway !! AH ! And you will

help me !

- No ! Elisabeth became sneaky and hideous. She

wasn’t beautiful and kind anymore.

In the same time, at the Castle,

Dianna and George talked with Harry about

Elisabeth :

She told me Cruella called her.

- Who is Cruella ? asked the Queen. - I don’t know but your daugther was weird and she retorted me she had to

go in the forest.

- Why ? - She didn’t tell me why but after she became herself again.

- You need to help her and we need your help. Said the King.

- I will do my possible All of sudder, they were coming, the

weather changed : the sky was black, it

was raining and cold.

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The Queen was shouting :

Who are you ? Why my daughter is here ?

- Mum ! She put a spell on me ! said Cruella transformed in Elisabeth.

Prince Harry didn’t believe her because

he rembered her under spell and what she

said :

Don’t believe her ! It’s Cruella ! The

witch ! You know when Elisabeth told me

Cruella needed her help, her beauty, she

had to go to the forest to see Cruella.

No you are all wrong ! I am Elisabeth !

- Ok, how old are you ? - Twenty two… ? Said Cruella not sure. - No ! Elisabeth had twenty five ! You are Cruella !

Cruella turned into a witch again and

Elisabeth became herself again.

You see ! said Harry to Dianna and

George.

The Queen and the King thanked the

prince.

It’s not finished ! Screaming Cruella.

She tried to kill Elisabeth’s parents.

Harry protected them and he took

Cruella’s magic wand.

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The spell was definitely broken and

Elisabeth ran to her parents and gave a

hug and kissed Harry.

Two days later, Cruella was bruned in

the cimetery of the kingdom. There was

fog and all the kingdom was frozen.

One month later, Elisabeth and Harry

got married. But Cruella’s daughter was

furious and kept a close eye on themfor

avanged the dead of her mum.

If she will suceed…

The following in the next episode.

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Tale 14 – Josh the Unlucky by Victor Nouvel

JOSH THE UNLUCKY

This story took place in the usa colorado a little boy

named josh lived a quiet life with his friends , his

parents and His famillie but unfortunately he had a

bad idea to opened the door that leads to the attic .

He took a step and then two and he could not help

but open any chests and he put the attic upside down

He found figurines wood , Models of aircraft and a

lots of very interesting thing for a boy of seven years

old. But he had the misfortune to approach and open

the chest. A huge spider with huge eyes mandibles

covered with saliva and corp giant and his huge hairy

leg with ugly hair are in the chest Josh had not had

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time to shout that the spider had already bitten, Josh

shocked ranks the attic and went into his room as if

nothing had happened and as if he had forgotten

everything .

Unfortunately this indifference was not time , one day

Josh was not sleeping and he discovered that the

night he become a Spider Josh try to kill the spiders

but the spiders avoided or cash pain but never dyed

.The spiders and josh WAS two different people .

The spiders WAS ugly and very nasty but Josh WAS

kind . The night Josh can not control the spiders and

the spiders killed innocent people.One day the spider

went into a restaurant and killed 30 people and it

becamed public enemy number 1.The head of the

spider was a set price of 1million$.Josh doesn’t want

attract problem and he decided to left in the north of

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England in a old castles but the spider did not stop

his murders Josh took a very important decision he

had to kill him .

Josh was too curious and especially unlucky is

name.

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Tale 14 – Dirty like a Pig by Ilana Sidoun

My Gothic Tale:

Dirty like a Pig

A horror story by Ilana Sidoun

Chapter I : Hell

I woke up in the woods. I couldn't remember

anything of what happened to me, or how I got here. A

pouding headache in my head started to make me

feel nausious. These woods seemed deep and dark,

as the leaves on the trees were so thick, they didn't let

the light through. Or was it night ? I can't remember at

all. I recall I woke up on the floor, on wet soil. I felt a

chilling breeze, going through my silky black hair,

making the leaves rustle as the wind whistled softly. I

got up, hardly, as my legs were numb. I brushed the

dust off of my jeans, and looked at my clothes, my

tank top was filthy, but my sweater was neat. I pulled

my hair back into a ponytail, and started walking. I

looked around me, to notice a path, going in deeper

and deeper into the woods. I followed it. Passing more

and more trees. Feeling them eyeballing me, feeling

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my presence. A small rock was in the path, and I

tripped over it... That's when I heard it. I heard

footsteps. Someone was walking at my pace,

mimicking my walk, but when I tripped, he lost rythm.

My eyes wouldn't blink anymore... I could only think of

him following me. I didn't dare to look back, or stop.

So I continued my walk, cautious, afraid of what may

occur. Then, that presence behind me said:

- "I see you" whispering in my ear, over my

shoulder those three words in a soft, yet

threatening voice.

I turned back in a rush, scared, praying for my life. He

wasn't there... In fact, nothing was there. The

presence had vanished. Was I going insane ? I

couldn't tell. I turned back, slowly, making sure

nothing was there. I started walking, and I suddenly

stopped. I was in front of a beautiful lit house, came

out of nowhere: A staircase going onto the patio, with

a "Welcome home" mat in front of the door. Tulips in

pots under the window, with pretty white curtains

hung behind it. I was thinking whereas this was or

wasn't a trap. But I guess I didn't think that question

through enough. I walked up on the patio, and

stretched my arm out to open the door, the floor

cracked open, and made me fall into total darkness.

I fell onto hard ground, wet and dirty. There was a

horrible stench of death in the room, going up my

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nose... It was making me feel dizzy, as if I wanted to

throw up. I looked up, to see from what height I fell,

and strangely, could not see from where I came from.

The roof was intact; there was no way I could've been

mistaken. I did fall, and I did end up here. From where

had I arrived ? All these questions remained

unanswered. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I

could see a small table across the room. I started

walking towards it… And I noticed quickly my feet

were paddling in thick liquid. I could feel its warmth,

up to my ankles, making little noises as I was walking.

“Splitch, Splatch, Splitch, Splatch” and I wasn’t even

wondering to myself what that liquid was. As I kept

walking I started noticing objects on the table. I

eventually arrived in front of the table. There was a

flashlight. I flicked the switch to turn it on. A chance,

there was batteries. On the table, there was also a

note:

Written on a dirty paper, with blood letters. I couldn’t

understand, I was speechless. In fact I literally

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couldn’t speak. And, not thinking it through,

trembling, I pointed my flashlight towards the ground,

following the instruction on the note, just to have a

frightening sight…blood. That thick and hot liquid, that

almost brought comfort to me… was blood. And then,

I realized something. The blood was getting hotter and

hotter, it was boiling. I looked around the room for an

exit, as I felt the room getting narrower and narrower,

the walls weren’t flat and hard but curved and

squishy, I was running from side to sides of the room,

pushing the walls back, looking around, feeling

butterflies in my stomach… That’s when it hit me: A

stomach. That’s what this was. The blood was acid.

And I was going to be squished and squeezed into

mear faeces. Then, I started looking on the floor for

an exit, and found a trap door. Unfortunatly, it was

shut. I couldn’t open it. I started kicking it with all my

might, as the blood was boiling, making my bare skin

red and hot, thinking about whoever was watching

me, I held my breath to prevent from screaming of

pain. My life was in danger, I kicked the door once

more, and the trap door finally opened. I got down the

quickest I could, going down along with the boiled

blood.

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Chapter II: Labyrinth

I ended up in a room that seemed like a storage

room. It was dark and messy, lit very lightly by only a

worn out lamp. There was dust everywhere. Cobwebs

here and there, the floor was soaked with drenched

papers, impossible to be read. A few closed grey

cabinets, mops and brooms, with a bucket on one

side of the room, and two benches on another. There

was as well a staircase at the very opposite of the

room. Then I noticed something. My clothes… They

weren’t at all wet, nor were my feet stained with red.

Even stranger, the blood that one was, wasn’t

anymore. Nothing was stained, and the trap door that

was on the ceiling had disappeared. As if to say “No

going back”. I sat down on one of the benches; they

were very used and uncomfortable. I was thinking to

myself, if I had dreamed, if it were hallucinations. I

couldn’t put my mind to it, no. It was impossible. The

realism of it couldn’t have made it fake. I was

thinking in my head, wondering what was coming for

me next. And then I start to hear squeaks and

screeches, and screams and squeals, of many

tormented animals, all suffering… I looked around,

and realize they come from one of the cabinets. I

opened all the cabinets one by one… All empty. When

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the last one presents himself to my eyes. I try to open

it, without success, wondering how it was locked, I

inspected it… No keyhole, no code, no screws, no

nails, nothing. But then I hear a “click” and a cabinet

closes. I go over to that one, forgetting about the one

that wouldn’t open. I swing it open quickly, and a

bucket tips over drenching me in soap and other

cleaning liquids. Then another “click” except that

time, a cabinet swung open. The last cabinet; the one

that wouldn’t open. I walked up to it once more, and

looked at what’s inside. A tape recorder. I play it, and

hear the animal noises… And the sound of them being

hit, tortured. And then at the end, the sound of a pig,

squealing in the microphone and saying I hear you, in

a deadly tone.

I had shivers and chills, I felt alone, yet always

watched. I walked up to the staircase, and followed it

until the top. I ended up into what smelled like

sewers, it was dirty and disgusting, it was absolutely

repulsive. It was absolutely dark, and you could hear

the tippy tap of mice running around. I continued

walking, into total darkness. I walked always forward.

And then, I remembered I had a flashlight. It was so

idiotic of me to have forgotten, yet I was grateful to

have it. I turned it on and… I screamed in terror. I fell

on the ground, and pushed it all back, all there was.

Death. All around me, death.

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I was walking on the bodies of dead creatures; I was

surrounded by human and animal flesh, surrounded

by the corpses of many creatures. The stench that

disgusted me was blood and death… So disturbing, on

so many levels… Yet I felt the urge to move forward

and to continue my way, further into this hell, to

maybe reach a light, perhaps reach an exit, though

my hopes weren’t too high… Helped with my

flashlight, I continued my path forward, not

questioning the other paths going on the sides,

turning around corners, leading to dead ends. No, I

just continued forward. After a difficult walk around

corpses, tripping on bones, and going around carcass I

reached a dead end. Nothing was at the end of this

one way… Then throughout the maze I heard, an echo

coming from far away, a pig squealing and someone

coming for me. He was saying he could smell me… I

didn’t understand how with all that stench he could

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possibly… The soap… The cleaning liquids… Everything

reeked of disgust, and I smelled good… I started

running. I started running so fast, after a bare minute

I needed to stop to catch my breath… I was running

from dead end to dead end. I was trapped in between

walls, a bed of death under my feet, and different

ways and corridors all around… I could hear the pig

squeals getting closer and closer to me. I

desesperately sat down, knowing my death was near.

I cried and thought of my death

- “I’m going to die like all these people before

me” I cried, looking around. “I’m not worth any

more than them. They might’ve been more

important than you… Look at you, a weeping

baby, complaining about the stench of others

because she smells so good…”

and the, like a light in the darkest soul, I had an idea. I

covered myself in sewage water, blood, rubbed my

skin with flesh, bones and rest of corpses. The smell

of flowers and cleaned was removed slowly with the

stench of death and obstruction. I noticed the

squealing vanished… After a last squeal, the final

echo of the pig vibrated the whole room, making my

ears ring. I could feel my heart pouding… I was

sweating, and my palms were soaked. I just laughed

hysterically; I was happy to be alive. I got up, and

started joyfully walking, to the opposite of where I

heard the pig for the last time.

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Chapter III: Death

I walked for minutes, hours, even days maybe, in

that maze, trying to find the exit. I didn’t care. I was

happy to live. I ran, screamed, laughed. I was relieved.

I got hungry, tired, exhausted and thirsty… I started

eating the animal bodies for hunger and started

drinking their blood for hydration… I needed the

energy. It tasted awful, and needed getting used to,

but it was the only thing I had got, and I took it

gratefully. I at one point, arrived to an exit… or was it ?

It was a round hole in one of the walls, in perfect

white. Around all that was stained and dirty of red and

filth, it stood out… It was pretty. I ran in it, I didn’t

even think through what was on the other side. Just

like commiting suicide. You jump in, not knowing

what awaits you. I ended up in a room, that looked

like purgatory… All white. Nothing else. If I had to

describe purgatory this would be it. I sat down. And

waited. I don’t know what I was waiting for, but I did. I

waited.

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I continued waiting…The stress was getting up to my

head… I was starting to go crazy…

I thought the best solution was to go back…

but it vanished… The whole to the labyrinth

vanished. “No going back”… Never going back...

So I started panicking, and then it came, as if to say,

do not worry… Out of the white. I cannot speak

anymore… Or think… But his smile… Stays carved in

my mind… And the sound he made… A squeal like no

kind. He walked to me… And touched my hair… He

looked at me, and my last memories are his smile…

And what he said…

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“I touched you” he whispered softly. “Now let me

taste you…”

The End

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