Mary Kendall, A Ghost Story
@CravenLestat gifted me a ghost sim with a sad story. This is his story about how she became a ghost. The Mary Kendall Story :( Mary was a only child born to a poor family from the town o...
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Mary Kendall, A Ghost Story
The Prophecy (part 1)
In the wee hours of the night, when most are sleeping peacefully, snow falls gently blanketing the ground with fresh powder. The moon is high in the sky surrounded by the aurora lights turning the slow-moving clouds into a colorful night sky the town is famous for.
The alarming sound of someone repeatedly banging on the door awakens some of the sleeping family.
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Jamie pulls on a shirt and hurries downstairs. Damien grabs his robe and is amazed Mary is still sleeping soundly with all the noise going on downstairs. He hurries down the steps and spies Jamie ahead of him.
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Jamie turns as Damien arrives in the foyer. “Whoever it is is certainly noisy.”
“Yes, let's find out who it is and what they could want at this time of night.”
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Jamie opens the door with Damien standing at his side. An elderly woman stands outside with her arms up as she prepares to start banging on the door again. Jamie looks at her and is puzzled. He knows her, but he is having trouble placing who she is. Her face is blazing in anger as she stares daggers at him. He looks closer trying to work out who she is. No, it can’t be, he thinks to himself noticing her unusual blue eyes as she moves closer into the light. He expands his senses to her just as she thrusts her way into the room. He and Damien both take steps back; her presence is so forceful. He only knows one person with this powerful personality and vibrant blue eyes.
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The woman begins yelling at him. “Jamison McNeil, how dare you leave me standing out in the cold and snow!" She forces her way farther into the room slamming the door behind her. “I’m exhausted and freezing from this horrendous trip to this dreadful little town. I’m starving as well, and you don’t have the decency to wait up knowing I was coming.”
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Damien looks at the enraged elderly lady, “Who in Hades are you? How dare you force your way into my home, yelling at my friend like that?”
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Jamie moves over to Damien and whispers to him. “um...lets not antagonize her any further. I absolutely don’t want you turned into stone or worse. Allow me to talk to her. I think I recognize who she is, but she is not the same as she used to be.”
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“Layla! Is this you? What in the name of Fates happened to you? Just two years ago you were my age. And no, you did not inform me when you would arrive, just that it would be in two or three days."
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“Of course it is me, Jamison!” She narrows her eyes looking at him and Jamie squirms uncomfortably from her gaze. “I can see your senses are all mixed up thinking you have found your soulmate. By the Fates, Jamison. You are not destined to have a soulmate."
“You know the prophecy you spouted to me was as obscure as mud and made no sense whatsoever. I don't think it had anything to do with my finding or not finding a soulmate especially since I've found her." Jamie does not want to argue with her about Bekka, he asks instead. "Why are you an old lady now? Who did you tick off?”
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“Cursed by an impertinent trickster pixie. He didn’t like his prophecy. I don’t make them up. It is what it is, and cursing me didn’t change his Fate, but he changed mine. I’m growing older by the day and will die soon if I can’t stop the curse.”
Damien listens to Jamie and Layla talk and wonders what they have gotten themselves into. Angry oracles, curses, rapid aging, lack of sleep. He shakes his head and runs upstairs to wake Mary and change clothing.
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Damien fixes a hearty breakfast with coffee and invites the others to sit down. Layla is somewhat calmer now that she is inside, warming up and getting a delicious breakfast inside her.
She is introduced to Mary and Damien who apologizes for his earlier comment to her.
“That’s ok. I like a man with spirit and one who defends his friends and loved ones. But don’t ever talk to me that way again,” she forewarns him with a faint smile, but her eyes are hard as stone.
“No, ma'am. It won’t happen again.”, he declares, swallowing the large lump in his throat.
“We will commence after breakfast.” she declares as she takes another generous helping of toast and eggs and pours herself more coffee.
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Bekka looks over her notes from yesterday and realizes her dominant emotion was happiness. Looking in the mirror, she believes happy is a splendid emotion. I know there will be ups and downs in my life, stresses and anxieties and problems to deal with in my future. I just hope to learn to deal with those things in a better way.
She enjoys a nutritious breakfast, showers and starts working at her computer to order the first supplies needed to be delivered to Spring Manor for the renovation. Checking her email she has confirmation of delivery of supplies at one of her new clients and she checks her calendar and realizes she can start that job today.
She opens her journal to a new page and writes happy, satisfied.
She checks her watch and realizes it is still too early to be calling Jamie. She hopes he is getting some rest after working last night.
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Layla lights the fire in the living room and begins to prepare the things she will need to contact the Fates. She spreads her special carpet down and places four candles. She talks briefly with Mary telling her what to expect.
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The Prophecy (part 1)
In the wee hours of the night, when most are sleeping peacefully, snow falls gently blanketing the ground with fresh powder. The moon is high in the sky surrounded by the aurora lights turning the slow-moving clouds into a colorful night sky the town is famous for.
The alarming sound of someone repeatedly banging on the door awakens some of the sleeping family.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/51056483328_43e00bc5c2_o.jpg
Jamie pulls on a shirt and hurries downstairs. Damien grabs his robe and is amazed Mary is still sleeping soundly with all the noise going on downstairs. He hurries down the steps and spies Jamie ahead of him.
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Jamie turns as Damien arrives in the foyer. “Whoever it is is certainly noisy.”
“Yes, let's find out who it is and what they could want at this time of night.”
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Jamie opens the door with Damien standing at his side. An elderly woman stands outside with her arms up as she prepares to start banging on the door again. Jamie looks at her and is puzzled. He knows her, but he is having trouble placing who she is. Her face is blazing in anger as she stares daggers at him. He looks closer trying to work out who she is. No, it can’t be, he thinks to himself noticing her unusual blue eyes as she moves closer into the light. He expands his senses to her just as she thrusts her way into the room. He and Damien both take steps back; her presence is so forceful. He only knows one person with this powerful personality and vibrant blue eyes.
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The woman begins yelling at him. “Jamison McNeil, how dare you leave me standing out in the cold and snow!" She forces her way farther into the room slamming the door behind her. “I’m exhausted and freezing from this horrendous trip to this dreadful little town. I’m starving as well, and you don’t have the decency to wait up knowing I was coming.”
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Damien looks at the enraged elderly lady, “Who in Hades are you? How dare you force your way into my home, yelling at my friend like that?”
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Jamie moves over to Damien and whispers to him. “um...lets not antagonize her any further. I absolutely don’t want you turned into stone or worse. Allow me to talk to her. I think I recognize who she is, but she is not the same as she used to be.”
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“Layla! Is this you? What in the name of Fates happened to you? Just two years ago you were my age. And no, you did not inform me when you would arrive, just that it would be in two or three days."
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“Of course it is me, Jamison!” She narrows her eyes looking at him and Jamie squirms uncomfortably from her gaze. “I can see your senses are all mixed up thinking you have found your soulmate. By the Fates, Jamison. You are not destined to have a soulmate."
“You know the prophecy you spouted to me was as obscure as mud and made no sense whatsoever. I don't think it had anything to do with my finding or not finding a soulmate especially since I've found her." Jamie does not want to argue with her about Bekka, he asks instead. "Why are you an old lady now? Who did you tick off?”
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/51057290167_925a94cf2c_o.jpg
“Cursed by an impertinent trickster pixie. He didn’t like his prophecy. I don’t make them up. It is what it is, and cursing me didn’t change his Fate, but he changed mine. I’m growing older by the day and will die soon if I can’t stop the curse.”
Damien listens to Jamie and Layla talk and wonders what they have gotten themselves into. Angry oracles, curses, rapid aging, lack of sleep. He shakes his head and runs upstairs to wake Mary and change clothing.
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Damien fixes a hearty breakfast with coffee and invites the others to sit down. Layla is somewhat calmer now that she is inside, warming up and getting a delicious breakfast inside her.
She is introduced to Mary and Damien who apologizes for his earlier comment to her.
“That’s ok. I like a man with spirit and one who defends his friends and loved ones. But don’t ever talk to me that way again,” she forewarns him with a faint smile, but her eyes are hard as stone.
“No, ma'am. It won’t happen again.”, he declares, swallowing the large lump in his throat.
“We will commence after breakfast.” she declares as she takes another generous helping of toast and eggs and pours herself more coffee.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/51057209921_277887b9d0_o.jpg
Bekka looks over her notes from yesterday and realizes her dominant emotion was happiness. Looking in the mirror, she believes happy is a splendid emotion. I know there will be ups and downs in my life, stresses and anxieties and problems to deal with in my future. I just hope to learn to deal with those things in a better way.
She enjoys a nutritious breakfast, showers and starts working at her computer to order the first supplies needed to be delivered to Spring Manor for the renovation. Checking her email she has confirmation of delivery of supplies at one of her new clients and she checks her calendar and realizes she can start that job today.
She opens her journal to a new page and writes happy, satisfied.
She checks her watch and realizes it is still too early to be calling Jamie. She hopes he is getting some rest after working last night.
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Layla lights the fire in the living room and begins to prepare the things she will need to contact the Fates. She spreads her special carpet down and places four candles. She talks briefly with Mary telling her what to expect.
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