Books I Read in May
5 stars:
Never Rest by Marshall Thornton
December Park by Ronald Malfi
Heartstopper 1-4 by Alice Oseman (Reread)
All That's Left in the World by Erik J. Brown (Reread)
What I Was by Meg Rosoff
The Girl in the Box by Ouida Sebestyen
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
I Know This Much Is True by Wally Lamb
4.5 stars:
House of Stairs by William Sleator
Mosquitoland by David Arnold
Lose You to Find Me by Erik J. Brown
Spud: Exit, Pursued By A Bear by John van de Ruit
Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
In the Forest by Edna O'Brien
Tales of the Peculiar by Ransom Riggs
They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera (Reread)
4 stars:
The Spuddy by Lillian Beckwith
Fever 1793 by Laurie Halse Anderson
Goodbye Days by Jeff Zentner
Hollow City by Ransom Riggs
Tales of King Arthur by James Riordan
Ethan by Ryan Loveless
Hit and Run by R. L. Stine
Street Child by Berlie Doherty
A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett
The Reckless Afterlife of Harriet Stoker by Lauren James
The Dogs by Allan Stratton
On My Honor by Marion Dane Bauer
Dr. Bird's Advice for Sad Poets by Evan Roskos
This Might Hurt a Bit by Doogie Horner
3.5 stars:
A Doll's House by Henrik Ibsen
A Lite Too Bright by Samuel Miller
Library of Souls by Ransom Riggs
Hostage by Karen Tayleur
Game As Ned by Tim Pegler
3 stars:
Prove Yourself a Hero by K.M. Peyton
Me, The Missing, and the Dead by Jenny Valentine
Five Have a Wonderful Time by Enid Blyton
Five Go Down to the Sea by Enid Blyton
2.5 stars:
The Unspoken by Thomas Fahy
The Boy with the Snowgrass Hair by Elsie Locke
Stranded on Terror Island by Lee Roddy
Compulsion by Tania Kelly Roxborogh
The Siege of Trapp's Mill by Annabel Farjeon
Saving Grace by Darlene Ryan
2 stars:
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August by Claire North
If I Love You, Am I Trapped Forever? by M. E. Kerr
Stony Heart Country by David Metzenthen
1.5 stars:
Avi Cantor Has Six Months to Live by Sacha Lamb
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Things I wish happened as an artist :')
1.) I really wish my art was more noticed by anyone, none of my actual art gets noticed like it used to be, well not because goosebumps is an underrated fandom, I don't know why tbh, what I think is, my art is just not good enough, because how I don't have any backgrounds in the back, that my style is too cartoonish, and that my art just sucks tbh. I don't care having like 1m likes on my stuff, I just wish my stuff is less underrated these days, and that I'm more noticed as an artist.. most ppl like my old art / edits / reblogs.
2.) For people to stop liking my old stuff, my old stuff sucks sm, I don't understand why ppl like my trash old stuff tbh. I just feel like ppl think likes my old stuff more then my newer stuff, which my new stuff is way more better tbh, like if you look more close to the details/color/style it's just so horrible, the necks are just so off! I really don't like seeing ppl noticing my old stuff ((my old stuff really reminds me of toxic memories tbh :/ like I don't mind ppl liking it, but my old stuff gets way more attention then my newer stuff.))
3.) For gacha ppl to stop using my stuff w/o my permission! These days my stuff are mostly been stolen by gacha kids, I had this kid on goosebumps amino use my old art to make fun of it, and I had seen my ex friend use my art that I deleted because they were just toxic on yt, and that they USED me to draw their nasty selfcest ship even though they said I was their friend and after that they started ghosting me even though I made vids for them and art for them, they are terror moon, and this kid on yt used my edit just for their horrible versions of Stine, Hannah, Zach and champ to react even though they were making them have the same damn facial expression, it was literally them being like "😮" and "😨" it was such a dumb video like I swear to God, it was. And this year an kid by the name 0ffical._.annabelle made fun of my old art w/o any permission and crediting me, but the thing is I DO NOT want ppl to even use my old art in any vids. Just mostly my old stuff I just feel so unhappy seeing it being used to be made fun of! Sorry if this was long, I just really have problems with most gacha people. 0ffical._.annabelle even used my friend's audio w/o permission! ((Do not attack anyone just please be very careful with your stuff! These ppl might steal your stuff or something tbh))
Just most gacha ppl in the goosebumps fandom is just shipping selfcest, non fictional + fictional, and pretty much mostly shipping everything, and it's also just making inappropriate jokes and vids with slappy. It's just so disappointing, and disgusting. It really is just that as I seen these days of the gacha side of goosebumps. Although I do have 2 friends that are gacha users, one is Desiree and annabelleistic.
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So who was anti slappy I’m really curious for his back story
Sorry I didn't see this sooner!!!😭😭😭
Anti\Evil!Slappy is another version of Movie!Slappy. Anti!Slappy is more evil than he looks, he was a creation of some other Author that I'm not even sure who? He wanted the original Slappy dead so that he can be him, to be control of his monsters... Anit! Slappy can change into terrifying monster of himself that can turly haunted your nightmares.... Is a cursed dummy, almost as curesd as Annabelle... He also wanted to kill Stine. Not sure why, maybe it's because he might get in away of everything... And if you were wondering why does Anti!Slappy has a eye patch on him.. well.. it's because there's a huge scar were his eye is.. well his eye isn't in there.. he still has his eye.. but it's a blind eye, and it has a crack on it... Sometimes he bleeds green slime or black ink out of that hole where his eye supposed to be. He's 4 or 5 feet tall(almost the same size as me... Well I'm fucked), he'll do a lot of damages to anyone, possiblity to kill anyone if he wanted to... He's kinda like black had from villainous btw.
Anti! Slappy's powers are, hypnosis, levitation, teleportation, cloning, bringing things to life, possessing people, mind reader, telekinesis.
(sorry if the story didn't make any sense. And sorry of the back story being short)
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Hill House (part 1)
Haunted house from the Goosebumps book The headless ghost, written by R. L. Stine in 1995.
Presentation:
Hill House. A haunted house on Hill Street, in the fictional USA town of Wheeler Falls. Located at the top of the highest hill in town, near a river, and surrounded by pine bushes.
It is an old stone house, three stories tall, with turrets, balconies and a dozen of windows. The fact that it was built with dark gray stone slabs makes this house quite unique, all the other buildings of the town being mostly made of brick or clapboard. On one of the turrets a stone gargoyle is perched at the top of the roof, looking at the visitors, daring them to enter. It has nine fireplaces and over thirty rooms. At the time of the story, in 1995, blankets of a thick, green, moldy and putrid moss cover the outside walls.
History:
Hill House was built in 1795, making it two hundred years old at the time of the story (1995). It was built by a young and prosperous sea captain, William P. Bell. It was the finest house in town, and to build it William spared no expense, for he wanted to retire here with his new bride, Annabel, to finish his days in splendor. The day the house was finished, the captain was called out to the sea. So his young wife moved in the house, alone. It seemed like a burden, because the house was big, cold and dark, with many rooms, and hallways that seemed to stretch forever. However, she still had the hope to see her husband come back and move in with her, replacing the darkness and the freezing air with joy and happiness. Every day, Annabel sat at the window of their bedroom, staring through the glass, waiting for him to come back. She waited months and months. Winter passed, then spring, then summer. Annabel was now full of horror and sorrow, convinced that her husband was dead. In grief, she decided to flee. She sold the house and got out of Wheeler Falls, never to come back.
However, one year exactly after the disappearance of the sea captain, he reappeared. Or rather, his ghost reappeared. He, indeed, had died at sea, in a terrible shipwreck, but his spirit came back from the dead, to the house he built for his soon-to-be family, the house he created but never had a chance to live in, to the house where his loved one was still waiting for him, or at least he thought. Of course, he never found her. He floated through the long and twisted halls, a lantern in his hand, calling his wife by her name.
Another family moved in and, years after years, they heard the screams of the captain, his frightening but sad calls to his Annabel. He was never seen by anyone living in the house, but some people in town claimed that, at night, a man looking like the captain, holding a lantern, appeared at the window of Annabel’s bedroom, the same window behind which she waited for her dead husband. And, during windless night, people passing by the house could hear his low and mournful voice. Calling again and again. “Annabel! Annabel!”
During a century, the inhabitants of Hill House tried all they could to get rid of Captain Bell’s ghost, but with no effect. His link with this house was too strong, he couldn’t let go.
In 1875, strange incidents occurred with the dumbwaiter linking the kitchen to the master bedroom. The food put inside the dumbwaiter disappeared several times, between the first and second floor, without any explanation. The cook at the time became frightened and, convinced that the dumbwaiter was haunted, he forbid the rest of the staff from using it and delivered all of the food himself.
In 1895, the Craw family moved in the house. And this family was perhaps the most cursed of all the owners of Hill House.
They had a thirteen-year-old child, named Andrew Craw. He was a nasty and mean-natured boy. He liked to play cruel tricks on the servants and to scare people. He also had a peculiar cruelty towards animal: one day, he tried to kill a cat by throwing it out of a window and was very disappointed when it survived. He was such a nasty brat that even his parents couldn’t stand to spend time with him. The mean-tempered boy spent his days on his own, exploring the old mansion, trying to find some new and twisted amusement to get rid of his boredom. One day, he discovered a new room, a secret room with a heavy wooden door. Inside, there was only a small table and a lantern glowing dimly on it. No other furniture, but one occupant. A ghost. The ghost of the sea captain. One century of haunting had turned his spirit into something old and terrifying, a creature with long, white fingernails curling in spirals, a scraggly white beard hiding most of his face, and cracked, black teeth poking out from between swollen dry lips. Andrew had unwillingly trespassed into the ghost’s private quarters, and the sea captain was determined to punish him for it. He told him, with a voice like the scratch of dead leaves coming out of the bottomless black hole that was his mouth, that now that he had seen him, he couldn’t leave. The ghost prevented Andrew from escaping, moving like a swirl of black smoke in the dim yellow light. His icy hands grabbed the boy’s head, tightened, and pulled it off, killing Andrew. His parents only found his body, his headless body, but they never found his head: the ghost had hidden it somewhere in the house.
After that, the ghost of the sea captain let out a last howl, calling Annabel once more, a howl so loud that it made the heavy stone walls tremble. And then… he disappeared. Nobody heard him or saw him anymore. But a new ghost took his place. Andrew became the new ghost of Hill House, a headless boy, searching the cold rooms every night, looking for his missing head, the footsteps of the ever-searching ghost echoing through the halls each night.
After Andrew’s death, his younger sister, twelve years old Hannah Craw, went crazy. She sat in a corner of her bedroom, in her rocking chair, playing with her porcelain dolls, all day long, every day, for eighty years. She never left her room even once, and she died there, at ninety-two years old, an old woman surrounded by her dolls. Some inhabitants of the house later saw her ghost, manifesting itself as a little girl in the rocking chair, combing the dolls’ hair.
The mother of Andrew and Hannah died shortly after her son murder. One night, she went down the stairs and tripped, falling to her death. .
And then, it was the turn of Joseph Craw, Andrew’s and Hannah’s father, the last member of the family. A year after Andrew’s death, Joseph came home late one winter night. He went into his study, took off his coat, moved to the fireplace to warm himself. And the following morning, the maid found in the fireplace two charred and blackened hands, gripping the marble mantelpiece. All that was left of Joseph Craw. No one know how he was burned up. Maybe he just fell in the fireplace. Or maybe he was pushed in it.
In 1935, two guest staying at the house slept in the room now called “The Green Room”. They woke up the following morning with disgusting purple rash. It started on their hands and their arms, then it spread to their faces, and then the whole body. Doctors from all around the world came to study this big, purple sores, but none of them could find the origin of this itching or what exactly was this strange sickness. All they knew, was that it was something in the Green Room that had started it.
At the time of the story, in 1995, Hill House is the biggest, if not only, touristic attraction of Wheeler Falls, with tours of the haunted house being organized every hour, led by guides in black uniforms. The staff of the house was made of one housekeeper, called Manny, and two guides: Otto, a big, bald, three hundred pounds man, scary looking, often compared to a dolphin, with tiny black eyes and a booming voice, and Edna, an old white-haired woman, very pale and frail looking.
Two twelve year old children, Duane Comack and Stephanie Alpert, decided one night to explore the house in search of headless ghost’s head, and they actually found it in a secret room: a boy head, with a pale face, a shimmering white skin, long, wavy white hair and two round eyes glowing green like sparkling emeralds. It seems that the strange magic of the house had managed to prevent the head from rot and decay. Upon finding the head, the two children saw the headless ghost himself appear: at first, it was just a filmy figure going down from the ceiling, floating, like a thin window curtain. But, once on the floor, it curled softly and slowly, becoming a short and a very thin headless boy, wearing baggy, old fashioned pants, and a long sleeved shirt with a high collar. Andrew took back his head, thanked the children, and then disappeared in the darkness, never to be seen again.
Some times after this incident, Hill House was offically closed down for unknown reasons. However, Duane and Stephanie came back three months later, unaware of that, and they received a tour of the house, lead by the two guides, Otto and Edna. It’s only later that they discovered that there were no more tours in the House, and upon looking at one of the windows, they saw their two guides as transparent shapes in the darkness. For Otto and Edna were ghosts too.
Note: This last plot twist leads us to two main theories. One, Otto and Edna were ghosts since the beginning, posing as tour guides, explaining why they know so much about the house history (a theory that is supported by the television adaptation). However this leads us to ask: who were Otto and Edna in life? Two, Otto and Edna only became ghosts at the end of the book, and I have to say it’s my favorite one. I even think that the mysterious reason behind Hill House suddenly being closed (which is strange because, they say it in the beginning, it’s the biggest if not only attraction in town) is the death of the tour guides, or at least their mysterious disappearance.
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