Okay, first I want to apologize for the millionth New Moon blog post. But, I feel I may have a slightly different aspect than most. First off, I have to share the fact that like a million other teeny boppers I showed up at the midnight showing for New Moon 2 1/2 hours early. In my defense, I was going with a group of people that wanted to show up early and I wanted to make sure that I sat with them. Well, as soon as I get there, I grab my phone and my wallet, completely forgetting that I had attached my keys to my purse...which I left in the car. :( Well, I guess it was a good thing I got there so early after all. Anyways, luckily there was a 24 hr locksmith in the area and it was only $35. I 've had to pay more. Locking my keys in my car is an ongoing thing for me...lol Anyways, so I get my keys out and then I just kind of zone out until the movie starts. Not that difficult for me to do. I won't bore you with the details of the movie...or excite you...I just have to mention one part. The part where Edward leaves Bella, which we were all expecting due to the book, was just really funny. The reason being, I'm watching it and thinking to myself how well the actors are really portraying the characters, and how one of the things I couldn't stand about the book is how needy, clingy, and annoying Bella's character is and how well Kristen Stewart is showing that trait. When I start hearing sniffling to my left coming from my friend Christy. Then, I realize that I'm hearing sniffling from everywhere around me! All the girls in the audience are crying! I start giggling and turn to my friend Joe on the other side of me. He and I thought it was hysterical! I mean, yeah, I'll be the one of the first ones to shed tears when someone dies, or if there is a heartfelt reunion, but breaking up? It happens every day, no one is dead, everyone is still fine. Its okay, it's not that big of a deal. But whatever, so everyone is crying, Bella's character is overreacting as usual, and the producers did a good job of interpreting her misery from the book to the big screen. But again, I didn't really care for this part in the book. It annoyed me more than anything else. Okay, I get the whole depression thing, but curling up in a little ball and just laying on the ground, and then waking up in the middle of the night screaming? I mean, that is just taking it too far. That's one of the reasons I like Elena's character in the Vampire Diaries a lot better. If Stefan had left her, she wouldn't be wallowing in her misery, she would be scheming to get him back, never resting until he was found. There are so few strong female characters in books and movies these days. The woman is always shown as weaker and needy and pining for her lost love. Whatever! Give me Cleopatra, Lara Croft, Elena, Danielle De Barbarac from Everafter, and of course Sydney from the Scream Trilogy. They were headstrong, stubborn, and didn't take nothing from no one. And yet, they weren't made of stone, they still loved and showed love. And for those of you who have read the Sword of Truth series from Terry Goodkind, awesome series by the way a must read, the mordsith went a little too far with the whole I am woman hear me roar and call me your mistress while I destroy you with the agiel and draw blood. Anyways, back to the movie. So, its always a lot of fun going to a midnight showing. The people are always more into the movie and it makes it a lot more fun. So Edward shows up for the first time and there are female, and some male, sighs through-out the theatre. Whatever, Edward is kinda hott I guess, I'm not too crazy about the whole pale as a sheet thing, yes I know he is a vampire, but still. Now, when Jacob enters the scene everyone kinda laughed, but when he pulled off his shirt...now I'm the one sighing. The wolf pack is way hotter than the vamps. Okay, now I have managed to get way off topic, back to the movie. It was really good. Totally worth waiting in line and locking my keys in my car. Definitely way better than Twilight, which is rare the sequel outdoes its original. I have to admit, it will be hell having to wait for Eclipse to come out next year. I guess I will just have to make do with reading and watching hundreds of other vampire stories that have a much less annoying lead female character.
anyways i'm gonna vent if u don't want to see it go fuck yourself. my boss pissed me off tonight because i was useing the business phone for a few min. anyways back to the story she fussed at me and said it's only me that uses that fucking phone i always get in trouble only me i am satan and everyone is angels.anyways i hung up on her twelve times she kept calling so i told her to wright me up and go fuck her self anyone thinks i'm wrong?
does anyone think i'm wrong?
I HAVE BEEN WATCHING FEARNET OFF & ON NOW OVER THE PAST COUPLE YRS, AND I HAVE REACHED THE POINT THAT I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! ALL THE DUMB-ASS CLASS B MOVIES THAT ARE BROADCAST MAKE ME WANT TO PUKE!! EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, SOMETHING HALF ASS DESCENT IS ACTUALLY PLAYED, LIKE MIDNIGHT MEAT TRAIN OR HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES. THE MAJORITY OF THE TIME THOUGH ITS ALL THE SAME TOTALLY RETARDED BS--FOREIGN/PRODUCED/DIRECTED DUBBED GARBAGE THAT I WOULDN'T EVEN CONSIDER AS 'CLASS B'! SOME OF THE WASTE OF TIME GARBAGE IS ACTUALLY PRODUCED IN THE UNITED STATES ALSO. WHATEVER HAPPENED TO GOOD, OLD REAL HORROR!!? ALL THIS TEENY BOPPER BULL CRAP MAKES ME SICK! WHAT A WASTE OF TIME--IS FEARNET RAN BY A BUNCH OF IDIOTS OR WHAT? IF THE MANAGEMENT IS A REFLECTION OF MOST OF THE SO CALLED "MOVIES" BROADCAST, THAN MIGHT AS WELL THROW SOME ROTTEN POP CORN TO A BUNCH OF SCIT-ZO FRANTIC ORAG-U-TANGS AND WHISTLE DIXIE ALL DAY FOR ENTERTAINMENT. OVERALL--I THINK FEARNET SUCKS!!!!
I'm sure you all already know that they're gonna play "Dead Alive" on Fan Friday!
I just wanted to show my excitement 'cause I just, literally moments ago read a review for it and decided that I had to see it!
And now I don't have to pay to rent it or search all over the place for it.
Hooray Fearnet!
So…Rupert and I were perusing through the Photos on Fearnet…and we couldn’t help but to notice…JOHBAI…the proliferation of Disney pictures flooding Fearnet.com of all sites. And I’m thinking… WHAT THE DEUCE, JOHBAI, MAN??!!…
But then…upon further reflection I’ve come to the shocking revelation that you may just be onto something there, johbai. And then it hits me like an epiphany…
WHAT THE DEUCE??!!! My God…Disney is horror! A horror worthy of Fearnet acclaim.
Now hold on there everyone; before you turn into an angry mob like one of those old Frankenstein flicks and come storming for me and Rupert…hear me out on this. Allow me to explain.
First…the name alone…DISNEY. Why the letters rearranged spell DIE and SYN (sin misspelled).
And then there are some of their biggest stars…
MILEY CYRUS/HANNAH MONTANA –
The letters rearranged includes: MICHAEL (as in Michael Meyers); SATAN; and HANNA which you add a bal would sound like Hannibal (as in Dr. Lechter – “Fly away little birdie; fly away.”)
ASHLEY TISDALE –
The letters rearranged includes: ASH (Bruce Campbell’s role in the Evil Dead movies); SLAY; and DIE
SELENA GOMEZ –
The letters rearranged includes: MANGLE
CHELSEA STAUB –
The letters rearranged includes: HEL CASE (with Hell being misspelled in her first name); and U STAB (in her last name)
DEMI LOVATO –
The letters rearranged includes: EVIL; and MAD TOO
JONAS –
The letters rearranged spells JASON (of Friday the 13th fame)
LINDSAY LOHAN –
Well…Lindsay Lohan…enough said there; hey, Rupert? TEHETEHETEHETEHE!!!!!!
So I guess johbai might have been on to something all along. Who knew. I know…right? All I could say to that is…
WHAT THE DEUCE????!!!!!!!!!!!
Well; time for Rupert and I to fly. We’ve got tickets to the Community Play House’s production of La Cage Aux Folles.
Toodles…
Hugs and kisses…
Stewie
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WHAT THE DEUCE, BABYGURL?????!!!!!!!!!!
For all that's holy and good....WHY???????!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't you like me? Weren't we friends? How could you have done it? How could you have done this to me? Why? WHY??!!
You were such an attractive woman...I suppose you still are in your own right...but you were a beauty when you donned that lustrous dirty-blonde hair. And now...now...now you're sporting...
RED HAIR!!!!!!! WHAT THE DEUCE, WOMAN?????!!!!!!!!!!!
Of all the colors of the rainbow and their technicolor by-products...why RED???!!!!!
You know the affinity I have towards that matriarchial, red-headed sow, Lois I have...and you slap me in the face by dyeing your hair RED???!!!! WHAT THE DEUCE???!!!
And then that video..."Fucking Join"...There are moments during your tirade when your voice pitches to that annoying "Lois level"...that mometary nasily pitch that she subjects me to on a daily basis...making me sometimes want to thrust an ice pick into each ear canal just to make it stop! What the deuce?!
I apologize for my momentary ranting Ms. BabyGurl...I still look up to you and what you stand for...and you're still quite the attractive woman...despite your poor judgment in your latest hair pigmentation...which was the catalyst for this latest emotional explosion. You have inadvertently subjected me to a stigmatic hair-do trauma...accompanied by an eerily, uncanny vocal likeness to my biological nemesis.
And what's worse of all...I now have Brian coming into my room several times throughout the day; playing your video as he dry humps my PC screen! WHAT THE DEUCE???!!!!!!!! And all the time he's doing this; he's calling you Lois and claiming that he's going to wreck you.
WHAT THE DEUCE, BRIAN???!!!! The only thing you're wrecking is my monitor's screen. I've got streak marks running everywhich direction on it now!!!
Again, Ms. BabyGurl; nothing personal...I still adore you for who you are...I'm just loathing who you're remindng me of now. Please...I'm imploring you now...go back to blonde!!!! Just say no to RED!!! PLEASE!!! PRETTY PLEASE!!!!! PRETTY PLEASE; with COOL WWHIPPAH on top!!!
Anyhoo...Rupert sends his regards.
Have to run now and plot.
Hugs and kisses everyone.
Stewie
Hilary Duff? Chelsea Staub? Rose McGowan?...Well, apparently Mr. ZigZag aprreciated her photos (being how he gave a few of them 5 stars)...But Amber Tamlyn?!!!! Really? Come on, johbai. This is Fearnet for God's sake...post some scary photo pics...like nude shots of Beau Arthur or Roseann Barr...EEEWWWWW!!!!! I mean...I realize Mr. Sakbeerslayer will post pictures of females, too...but at least his are gratuitous boob and butt shots. Artistically entertaining.
Don't think I don't know what you're doing, man. Your just plastered them on the site to boost up you points...didn't you...didn't you...admit it, man! What the deuce?!!!!
And while we're at it...what the deuce is with this rating system anyway? What...is everyone back in High School now, Mr. Fearnet administrators? Perhaps we should pass around an electronic "slam book" while we're at it. Yeah...how about that? What the deuce??!!!!!
Ooh..points...I say...how about Gold Stars? Or better yet...Scooby snacks. Yes; sit boy...lie down...roll over...play dead. What the deuce??!!! Dance puppets...dance for us!!!!!
Well...you certainly danced for the puppet masters...didn't you, johbai?! Didn't you, man??!!! Ha. That's right, man...I went there...and I brought it. That will show you for setting me up with those twin terrors a couple of weeks ago!!!
Well... I said my piece. Now we could go on as friends I suppose.
And for everyone else...Rupert sends his best regards.
Well, I must be going...have to pick up a bear trap for a certain red-headed sow...wink wink.
Toodles.
Hugs and kisses
Stewie
What the duece?! What the duece?! What the duece?! What the duece?! What the duece?! WHAT THE DUECE,MAN???!!!
You knew, man!!!! Johbai, man, you knew!!!! Don't try to deny it...I read some of the comments you left after I logged off last night! You knew all about the Doublemint Twins from Hell...and you let me go without warning me!!!! You sick bastard!!!!
WHAT THE DUECE???!!!!!!!!!!!
My God...it was horrible!
First, I finally convinced the dog to take me to meet up with them at their hotel...By the by...you'd be amazed how easily a ballpeen hammer can convince someone to do what you want...but that's another discussion; so I digress...
So anyhoo; Brian and I finally reach the hotel...which is like totally isolated in the middle of Butt-Fuck-Cold, Vermont somewhere...and we should have known something was afoot when we were warned by the groundsman...an amiable enough, elderly black gentleman...who sounded uncannily like Hong Kong Phooey, by the way...and he warned us to just leave. But at the time I was looking forward to a date with a couple of hot twins...thanks alot, johbai, by the way for that one...so we just ignored his warnings.
Then we ran into the hotel's off-season proprieter...an oddly, disturbing looking chap who kind of looked like the Joker from Batman...Not Heath Ledger from the Dark Night version...which was a shame really...I mean; if an Australian actor had to kick the bucket...why in God's good name couldn't it have been Paul Hogan?...Like we're really going to need another Crocodile Dundee movie ever made...am I right, Rupert?...anyhooey...but from the original Blockbuster with Michael Keaton as Batman. And along with him was his Olive Oyle looking wife. I could tell right away that neither of them had a good dental plan...yet I digress, again.
So, Brian goes to head to the bar; while I head upstairs to rendevous with the ladies.
While looking for them, I run into the proprieters' son riding his tricycle through the deserted hallways...and I believed he was retarded by the by...all he kept saying was "redrum" over and over.
I finally run into the girls...they were standing down the corridor...and they were giving me this eerie double stare...sort of like when Lois and Meg have a visit from their friends on the same day. By the by...who are these friends I wonder...I've never seen them...yet, from what I gather, they come just about every month. Oh well, guess I'll have to keep my eyes open next time their friends visit. Anyhoo...
So these sinister sisters are seethingly staring me down....OOH...you like the alliteration I used there...did you see that...sinister sisters seethingly staring...oh that's good....anyhoo...
Then blood....WHAT THE DUECE ...yes...freaking BLOOD...comes gushing out the room like a freaking tidal wave, man!!!! WHAT THE DEUCE???!!!! WHAT THE DUECE, MAN????!!!!!!!! Johbai, you bastard...you set me up, man!!
So I go screaming...yes...like a little girl....under the circumstances, I saw no shame in it... through the hallways; then back down to the lobby; where I literally ran into Brian; who was fleeing like a scared little bitch himself. Turns out he met some hot looking chick in the bar who invited him up to her room. He said that when they got to her apartment, she disrobed and went to the bathroom to start running a bath. Well, according to Brian, by the time he got in there...the hot chick transformed into an old hag...sitting in a bath tub full of blood!!!
WHAT THE DUECE??!!! WHAT THE DUECE, MAN??!!!! Johbai, you asshole!!!!
Well we run out of the hotel, get to the car and peel away...tearing out of there faster than a bat fleeing from an Ozzy Osbourne concert! I don't think we slowed down until we reached Maryland.
By the by...I believe we owe someone an apology...when we were racing through the woods through Maine...yes, Maine...the dog refuses to stop for directions...he can be real obstinate that way...anyhoo...
I think it's quite possible that we may have hit this real, creepy looking guy walking his dog on the side of the road. But in our defense...we were scared shitless...and it was dark...and I'm not a hundred percent certain that we did in fact hit him. Although, I think we did...
I mean...I felt the bump and heard a thud...but he's okay! How do I know? I distinctly remember hearing him say as we drove off..."Oh no...not again."
But it was all your fault, johbai!!!! You knew about them!!! You knew about them...and you didn't warn me!!! You bastard!!!
WHAT THE DUECE??!! WHAT THE DUECE, MAN??!!!!
Phew...deep breath, Stewie. Get it together, ol' bean.
Alright...I'm fine now...just needed to get that off my chest. Well then...
Toodles all...
Until next time...
Hugs and kisses...
except you, johbai, you bastard!!
Stewie
So tell me...
What do you get when you mix a $5 whore with a used car salesman?
A telemarketer!
For the love of all that is good and holy in this world...will you insipid fools please peddle your wares on some other site! I mean really; I'd rather see the "fat man" bend over in the shower to pick up a bar of soap...which I had the insurmountable misfortune of having done on one occasion...believe me, that's another horror story for Fearnet...yet I digress...
I'd rather see that again, than to have to peruse the Community Blogs and see your advertisements infecting our site! I almost loathe that as much as I loathe as much as I do that woman...Lois.
I mean really...do you think we have any interest in any of that crap you're hocking? If we did...we'd stay up late watching reruns of the late Billy Mays and his droll Oxy Clean products line instead of surfing the Fear.net.
We want horror, people!!!...Not horrible!!!
What's the matter with all of you anyway...can't find a real job? Don't have any desire to become a productive member of society? Learn a trade!!! Go to Mime school, damn you!
Hey...here's an idea off the top of my overly-developed, oblong head...
If you want to offer me something...how about a side?
Whoa...zing...yes, I went there! What you are going to do about it you cyber telemarketing cretin?! Ha...nothing...there's nothing you can do but whimper like the little, annoying pups that you are!
Here's the new entry you should all be adding to your droll question repertoire...
Every one of you; repeat after me...
Would you like fries with that?
This is Stewie Griffin...
newly self-appointed advocate for all that is good and holy...and adjunct general in jmart2's campaign to wipe out all the mundane and pointless marketing proliferating our believed Fearnet site...
signing off.
It is I, forallthatsgoodandholy, here with the first official blog entry...a series I have aptly named "What The Deuce?!".
Being that Halloween is approaching; I felt it would be only appropriate to keep this entry relevant to the upcoming holiday theme. So, keeping within the spirit and mood of the day...I had Brian sneak me a copy of the original Halloween, by John Carpenter. And all I have to say people is...
WHAT THE DEUCE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good God...I won't be able to sleep for the next three weeks! Oh God...Ruppert, hold me now.
But let's get on with my review.
All in all...it was sick! ...Yet...hypnotizing. (I found it much easier to stomach once I started envisioning it was Lois every time Michael killed someone in the film.)
Which brings me to my first question...
Now; I can't fault him for killing his sister in the beginning...Lord knows that fat, cow heffer of a sister of mine can be overly annoying at times....
But for the deuce of me...why didn't he kill his mother? I think that would have been a much better storyline. In fact, I would have been totally content just by seeing that and calling it a day. What's wrong with you man?...All you had to do was stick her with the knife and gut her when they stopped you on the sidewallk outside your house in the beginning. They had no idea you were a psychopath at that moment...she wouldn't have seen it coming...She'd be like "Michael. what's wrong?"...and you could be like, "What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong you insipid, red-headed woman of a mother...DIE!!!" And gut her...gut her like you're gutting a pig at a Hawaiian Luau! You had the opportunity...you were there, man...and you missed it! Why?! What the deuce?!!!
Yet; I digress. So the movie goes along....He escapes...goes back to his home town...and proceeds to kill droll, over-sexed "teenagers" - played by people who were definately no longer in their teens - until his own psychiatrist shoots him repeatedly at the end.
BTW - did you see at the end when he went out the second story over "the railing" - right - the stunt man sooo went over a ramp - I mean, it's so obvious that his feet were at railing height and he stepped off the edge....I mean really. Well, what do you expect from a movie at that time I suppose.
All in all, it was decently frightening...as I said I'll be awake for the next couple of weeks...The only problem was that the mother didn't get it. I give it one thumbs up...only because right now I'm holding tightly onto Rupert; and I'm not letting go.
Well; until my next edition - tata for now. Hugs and kisses.
Bon Jour mi amis -
Stewie Griffen here again with another edition of What The Deuce?!
I've been recently asked by an upstanding member of the community, one Mr. funnyangrykid, as to why I hate Lois so much. And I find myself saying...
WHAT THE DEUCE??!!!!!! - That's a very good question. I mean, I never really gave it much thought before...the loathing just came naturally...an inherent trait instilled within my inner psyche since leaving her womb...perhaps even before then.
Perhaps it's a deep seated hatred brought on by some suppressed Freudian sexual complex...a sort of vagina envy; if you will?
But I think it could stem from my Napoleanic/dictatoril profile...I just can't stand authority figures over myself...and that woman constantly lords over me. Time for bed...time to get up...time to eat...time to take a bath...no more TV...will it ever stop!!!!!
And if that's not bad enough...look at me...she dresses me in the same thing everyday!!!! What the deuce is that all about? What, TJ Marshall's only has one line of clothing you red-headed sow!!! Perhaps the rest of you dolts like wearing the same thing day in and day out...but I need change!!!! You're stifling my creativity!!
And speaking of stifling...what the deuce was it all about when I raged; the first thing you did was stuff a bottle in my mouth. Don't get me wrong folks...I've come to find it quite soothing to have a cylindrical object placed in one's mouth...
but reallly, woman; you saw no other option?
And besides that; she's a terrible mother figure. For God's sake people; most of the time she places me in the care of an alcoholic, talking dog! What the deuce is that all about?!
Well, funnyangrykid...these are a few examples of why I loathe that heffer so...perhaps there are more that I'm only subconciously aware of. Hope this blog answers your question...and everyone else who was inquisitive about that.
Well, Rupert and I have a Bridge tournament we must be running off to now...
So toodles and TTFN...
Hugs and kisses...
Stewie
A Poem for Lois
Many an evening here I lay
Awake as I pensively contemplate
Treacherous, homicidal thoughts
Running amuck
Inside my mind’s eye
Calmly anticipating that fateful day
I can carry out those impulses
Delivering upon you unmercifully
Excruciating pain before your final demise
Die, Lois…you bitch!!!
And then your next fat man!
Sincerely and Heart-fully,
Your Loving Son,
Stewie
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2. Digital Camcorder
Looking to shoot video at any given moment with your digital camcorder? Capture those precious moments or amazing events when they happen. You can record every details what you wanted.
3. Fun stuff and games for the family
If you’re family is into playing a specific game together for a bonding, then fun stuff and games such as board games, projects, and activities will be appreciated.
4. Toys for chirdrenAs a parent
Christmas may be a giving you a headache because you need to know what is the most popular Christmas toys are for kids. Christmas Gifts are quite a difficult thing to choose.
5. Necktie
This is a tranditional and best gift for father and uncles in your family. You can choose different designs and colors according to their character and the style of wearing.
We hope you have a wonderful Christmas holiday season. Enjoy life with your family and friends. Live it to the fullest. Some people say live life within your means. I like Robert Kiyosaki's Quote "Expand your means". Start doing something that will be an asset to your family. You get one shot here so make it your best. If you have been blessed with means, be a blessing to others and your family. Best wishes to all.
Creating a stylish winter look on a limited budget may be easier than you think. Here's how to look fabulous this winter...
Contrary to what you might expect, We're not going to list the top trendiest items as your must haves, but rather the basics that you don't want to skimp on. Creating a stylish wardrobe does not mean that everything in your wardrobe has to be designer or trendy. Building a stylish wardrobe is about prioritising and starting with the basics.
Before spending your hard earned cash on your winter wardrobe, go through this list to help you decide how best to spend your clothing budget.
Classic coat The coat has replaced the jacket. Knee length coats are best as they are not as cumbersome as full length, but warmer than jacket length. Choose a basic colour that can be worn with most of your clothes like black, chocolate or taupe. Avoid double breasted styles as they are hard to carry off worn open, rather select styles that fit in the waist and flair at the hips. A well fitted classic velvet coat is a good option as it can be worn over a blouse with a pair of jeans, a skirt, a dress or trousers for everyday or glamour. A coat is an investment piece that should last you for a few years, so don't skimp on this one.
Ugg boots: These are a wonderful addition to your wardrobe. Find a pair with a heel that won’t leave your feet aching at the end of the day. Once again, choose basic colours such as gray, black or brown. They are great to wear with just-below-the-knee length skirts, bootleg or wide leg trousers, knee length dresses or jeans. They are very warm, you will not feel too cold.

A dress: Many women think they can't wear dresses, but it's often because they haven't found the best shape of dress yet. The A-line or fishtail shaped dress, knee length or full length, work for most women. Worn with a pair of knee length boots or the right pair of shoes, you can look fabulous in a dress this winter. If you have many basic colour blouses and tops in your wardrobe, select a skirt in a striking colour or textured fabric to make a statement. If you have mostly colourful tops and blouses in your wardrobe, select a skirt in a basic colour like black, brown or denim that will team well with your existing blouses. This doesn’t have to be an expensive item; owever it should fit well and add versatility to your existing wardrobe.
Since most of us tend to hibernate a little during winter, it's important to add a comfy knit to your wardrobe so you can hibernate in style. I know that chunky knits are trendy, but most of us end up looking frumpish in them. Finer knits layered over cotton v-neck tops are great alternatives and not only can it be worn for hibernation but teamed with a pair of jeans, trousers or a skirt for everyday wear. This doesn't have to be your most expensive purchase, however keep in mind that better quality knits tend to keep their shape for longer.
Something bright:In winter, women are inclined to wear a lot of dark, dull colours. This winter is about adding a splash of bold colour to your dark basics. Since there is an array of colours to choose from like purple, emerald green, red, canary yellow, burnt orange etc, it makes it that much easier. Whether it's a blouse, hat, skirt, handbag or scarf, burst out of the darkness and show off some colour. Beware of spending too much on bright coloured items that you don’t usually wear. Colour is a wonderful way to fashion up your wardrobe, but shouldn’t cost you as much as your investment pieces.

'Till next month, stay warm and look fabulous!

"What should I sell? What products are hot selling in the international market?" These are the questions most people are trying to find an answer in order for them to make the definite decision. And if you really want to know the answer to this question, your only choice is to do some research. While you are here you need not do it again, we Smallvolume.com have done a full survey for you. The following list will help you solve this big questions.
1.Corporate Marked Jackets/Parkas
What to look for: Light jacket or parkas with corporate logo embroideries and slogans. Coats must be free of stains, holes and odors. Buttons and zippers should be intact. The newer the jacket looks, the better. You may find brand new jackets from out of business companies or leftovers from tradeshows. These finds will bring you high prices.
What to look for: Professional clothing for women such as suits, pants, and blouses. Acquire only the newest looking clothing. Avoid items with stains, odors and tears. Be on the look out for items that fit current retro fashion trends such as 80’s style tops and blazers with shoulder pads.
What to look for: Fashionable evening clothing for women such as dresses, skirts, pants, blouses, and coats. Acquire only the newest looking clothing. Avoid items with stains, odors, and tears. Be on the look out for items that fit current retro fashion trends.
4.Tuxedos
What to look for: Because you will pay more money to acquire tuxedos than any other item listed here, you must be highly selective to minimize your risk. Seek name brands only that are in immaculate condition. Avoid tuxedos from rental shops unless they are like new. No stains, odors or tears.
What to look for: Sets of 2 or more. Anything unique or impressionable that catches your eye. Glasses that bear college, fraternity, corporate, brand, or character marks. Martini glasses are currently in demand. Crystal pieces bring significantly higher prices.
What to look for: Anything unique or impressionable that catches your eye. Glasses that bear college, fraternity, corporate, brand or character marks.
3.Dishware/China Distinct Unique
What to look for: Sets of 2 or more. Anything unique or impressionable that catches your eye. Glasses that bear college, fraternity, corporate, brand, or character marks.
What to look for: Golf putters in good condition. Antique putters with wood shaft, manufacturer, and patent markings attract serious collector and very high prices.
2.70’s–80’s Vintage Skateboards
What to look for: Old looking single kick-tail skateboards. You can spot a vintage skateboard in two ways. First, vintage skateboards only have one kick tail (turned up end) as opposed to modern skateboards that have a kick tail on both ends. Next, vintage skateboards from the late 70’s and early 80’s have skid pads and/or slide rails attached to the bottom side.
What to look for: Hot Wheels cars. Most valuable are the “Red Line” cars (wheels have a red line running around the rim) from the 60’s and 70’s. Look at the bottom of the car for copyright dates. Cars in the best condition bring the best price, but some collectors enjoy“restoring” damaged and badly scratched cars, so acquire those too, but at a much lower price than the recommended ceiling purchase price.

All cell phone manufacturers now offer touch screens. Phone TV is making inroads in North America, but it will take some time before it is released in Canada due to the high costs of data packages offered by Canadian cell phone operators. Services such as MySpace, Facebook, and YouTube are becoming more common with cell phone manufacturers and service providers.
2.Netbooks
Solid State Drives (memory chip based hard drives) are offered by all notebook manufacturers with the affordable price range set at 160GB. Larger capacity units are still too expensive for the current market, but manufacturers do offer notebooks with dual hard drives for more capacity, one static up to 160GB and one traditional with 500GB capacity.
The netbook is a new category of notebooks offered by almost all manufacturers. The mini notebook refers to screen sizes of 10 inches and below, while the netbook refers to a notebook with a built-in Internet connection. Small in size, the compromise is made on performance, especially memory and CPU speed. Netbooks are not intended to be workhorses for resource intensive applications, but are designed for Internet browsing, emailing, and using basic productivity tools. Netbooks come with Linux or Windows operating systems and the price point of $600 is very enticing for non-business users.
Another interesting development is the new combined mouse/remote control, which offers spatial mouse functionality and a game wand (made popular by Nintendo Wii). If you purchase a Lenovo desktop, you may have a computer and an interactive gaming device all in one. Overall, the prediction for the consumer electronics market in 2009 is definitely rosier than many other market segments.
Above are some items which are the top hot-saled categories and products in the international market. And then you can find good suppliers for those hot itmes to deal with them. SmallVolume.com is a believable business supplier in China, here you can find newest products and best prices of the above items. Just click and view.
The idea of a netbook isn't exactly new. Microsoft first touted the concept of a small laptop-style device with a long battery life as far back as the late 1990s. Back then it was pushing its Windows CE Professional operating system.
What about connectivity?
As the name suggests, netbooks are really aimed at people who want an easy-to-use device that gives them access to the internet, and they certainly seem to deliver on this front.
All of them come with Wi-Fi built in and an increasing number now also have Bluetooth on board, so they can be connected wirelessly to a 3G mobile phone for internet access on the move. Some of the latest models are even being offered with built-in 3G, so that they can be used straight out of the box with mobile broadband services.
Do you need it for work?
Of course, as well as sending emails, updating your Facebook page and watching TV on the web, most of us have to use our laptops for boring work stuff from time to time. In this regard the netbooks on the market today equip themselves pretty well.
Instead of Microsoft Office, the majority come with one of the less expensive or free alternatives, such as Star Office, Open Office, Word Perfect Office or Microsoft Works. While both Star Office and Word Perfect Office take a while to adjust to, they have much of the same functionality as Microsoft Office and are mostly compatible with Office file types so you should have no problems opening, editing and saving documents sent to you by work colleagues.
Although the small keyboards and screens on models like the smaller Eee PCs and Acer Aspire One make it a bit of a chore to work on long documents, this isn't such a problem on larger machines like the Eee PC 1000 and MSI Wind.

Speed-wise, we didn't experience many problems when working on Word, Excel or PowerPoint files on a variety of netbooks. File opening and saving times were fairly nippy and even cutting and pasting large images or lots of tables and graphs didn't slow things down too much. However, if you keep a lot of documents open at the same time and are constantly switching between them, it can place a strain on a netbook's limited spec.
This is mainly because netbooks tend to come with a limited amount of memory, but it's also due to the nature of the Atom processor, which isn't a patch on the dual-core and quadcore processors found in full-blown laptops when it comes to multi-tasking.
On the whole, we'd say that for day-to-day office tasks, netbooks have enough processing power to get the job done without feeling too sluggish.
Do you want to play games?
At a time when some laptops are starting to rival desktop machines in terms of gaming performance, the current crop of netbooks fall woefully short when it comes to gaming prowess.
The latest laptops come with dedicated graphics chips that help them produce stunning frame rates and amazing graphics in the latest and most demanding games. And while these represent the pinnacle of mobile gaming performance, even the cheapest and most basic notebooks have enough power to play slightly older titles at a decent frame rate.

However, the same can't be said for netbooks. Any 3D game that requires relatively demanding graphics – even titles that are a two or three years old – run so slowly as to be unplayable and some titles just don't work at all. For example, we tried the Crysis demo on the Medion E1210, but it refused to run, announcing that it wasn't compatible with the Mobile Intel 945 chipset.
Nevertheless, you will be able to play some ageing classics. The original version of Half Life worked without any problems, as did Halo I, although you'll need a USB optical drive to be able to install both titles. Still, it's clear that if you're a gamer and you want to be able to play titles created in the last four years or so, then a netbook will not provide sufficient power to even scratch your itchy trigger finger.
So, should you go for a netbook or a notebook?
There's no doubt that netbooks are an exciting addition to the world of mobile computing. However, we wouldn't really recommend a netbook as your sole computer unless you're a fairly undemanding PC user.
For more intensive tasks, you'll find that a netbook's limited performance really gets in the way. However, as a companion for your existing laptop or desktop PC, a netbook is hard to beat. They're highly portable and the good battery life is also a boon. Add to this the fact that they're so competitively priced and you've got a really tempting device.
Chinese style
Learn how to get a beautiful and rich, exotic look in your home. Choose a Chinese interior design style, for the ultimate in color, pattern and opulence for your home. A fantastic style to consider...
If you are interested in Asian Decorating styles, or oriental interior design, then take a look at this Chinese influenced look - for a really dramatic and unusual design scheme.
The term oriental decor refers to designs and schemes from the East (also know as 'The Far East'). This refers to countries like China, Japan, Thailand, orea and Vietnam, as well as other countries in the east. The main countries
to provide the inspiration for oriental interior design schemes are China and Japan.
The Chinese look is a vibrant look - filled with color and pattern. It is a fantastic look for people who want to bring a little bit of the exotic into their lives. It is an unusual look, but relaxing, cosy, and easy to live with.
Walls and Color
•Typical Chinese interior design colors are red and black. The red is a bright, rich primary red.
•Also use other rich and bright colors, like blue, yellow or green.
•A little bit of gold decoration is a vital part of Chinese color and design.
Your walls can be plain (but richly colored), or patterned with wallpaper. Try to choose a wallpaper pattern with an oriental inspiration - such as oriental paintting and calligraphy, framed art and so on.
As an alternative, if you feel your home is too small or dark for such bright colors, or if you are not massively into colors, but still want to get the oriental feel in your room, try a very pale and neutral background - and get the oriental feel with the furniture and accessories (more on that later..!)
Ornate furniture is a very important part of Chinese interior design.
Suitable furniture is typically Chinese - quality wood, with a very fine, glossy lacquer, in black, or varying shades of red.
The furniture will have decorative carving, ornate inlays or very detailed and beautiful paintings, and fancy handles.
These are very striking statement pieces - so you probably don't want to dilute the effect, by filling your room with a jumble of different designs or colors.
Choose one (or even several) statement furniture pieces in this typical Chinese oriental style. The rest of your furniture should be pretty low-key - ideally in a plain black, or dark wood.
Accessories are the best place to really get an authentic Chinese oriental interior design look.
Use Chinese paper lanterns for your lighting - these will give quite a soft, warming glow to your room - and a very relaxing atmosphere.
Look out for rich, opulent fabrics - such as richly embroidered silks, in Chinese designs.
Look for ornaments and fabrics with the following, typically Chinese motifs: animals and mystical beasts - monkeys, dragons and tigers, also beautiful flowers, birds and fish.
Try to include some beautiful Chinese ceramics and pottery in your oriental interior design scheme. Look for the above same designs and motifs on bowls, plates, pots, vases and ginger jars.
Blue and white pottery is a very typical Chinese design style - so try to include
some in your oriental design scheme.
It is worthwhile scouring flea markets, antique stalls and especially eBay, for unique Chinese treasures...
Take a look at this live feed from eBay. It is constantly updated. Just click on any product for further information, or to bid or buy.
Hope you get some great bargains
The Chinese oriental interior design style is a really beautiful and striking look for your home.
It is actually quite easy to achieve, as well - it only takes a splash of authentic color, and a few of the correct accessories to get the right look.
If you choose this look, you will get a very dramatic look - but one that you can relax in and be proud of...
True friendship is one of the greatest gifts that a person can ever ask for. However, many-a-times, you feel like giving material gifts to your friends, just for expressing how much they mean to you and how much your care for them. Selecting a gift for your friend is not at all a difficult task. This is because, being so close to him/her, you are well aware of his/her likes, dislikes, tastes and preferences. Apart from the usual market-bought gifts, you can also try to make homemade presents for your friends, making them feel all the more special. In the following lines, we have listed some of the best gift ideas for friends, just to help you out.
Gift Ideas For Friends
•One of the best gift items for your friend will comprise of a photo frame, containing an old photograph of the two of you. If it is possible, you can also make the frame at home only.
•If your friend has tea as one of his/her favorite beverages, gift him/her a set of teacups. If it is coffee that he/she likes, then giving a personalized coffee mug is the perfect option.
•When it comes to gifts for friends, personalized items rule the roost. Special pictures printed on a t-shirt with the words 'My Best Friend' written underneath it.
•These days, fashion accessories have become popular as gift items, be it for a boy or a girl. You can go for bracelets, earrings, neck chains, and so on, depending on the taste of your friend. If you looking for a present for your friend's birthday, then choosing a best accessories for him/her, the traditonal Chinese is the best choice
•For a friend who loves reading and writing, then gifting him/her a collection of his/her favorite author and the special designed notebook is a very good idea.
•Perfumes and deodorants can also be a very good choice as far as friend's gifts are concerned. In this regard, Chinese special incense is the best, depending upon the taste of your friend.
•If your friend is fond of sports, then gifting accessories related to his/her favorite sport will be a good idea. At the same time, introducing your friend some more interesting sports is the best, for example, the sports from China and Asia
Parents are the pivotal figure all our life. They are the starting point of life, the sustainer of well-being, and the school of love. Parent-child relation is the most powerful of human bonds. Celebrated on the 4th Sunday of every July, Parents Day is a way of expressing our gratitude for our parents.
An all-acknowledged truth, parenting is the hardest job of all. Parents bring up their children with strength, courage, and dedication. Their only reward is the successful upbringing of their children. And, of course, the rewards are exquisite. There is nothing more delightful for children to see their children reaping fruits of success in life.
Love is the ultimate answer of love. And it is your duty to reciprocate the love of your parents. They would feel good for getting a little recognition for a job well done. It is your duty to take out time to enjoy your day with your parents in the way that pleases them the best. On Parents Day, show that you care for them.
Gifts for Father
You know what your father likes to do in his spare time. Gift him anything based on his interests and liking. If he is an avid book lover, you could opt for books on various topics like fiction and nonfiction. If he is interested in traveling, nature, computers, science, literature or classics, you could choose anything on these topics. If he is a music lover, you could choose from a wide variety of music ranging from pop, jazz, instrumental, movie songs and classics. In fact, now Chinese style is fashionalbe in the world. So choosing for your Daddy one Chinese Clothese, for example, jacket or shirt is really well.
Gifts for Mother
As the gift for father, your mother’s gift also can choose chinese style clothes. It is the best for show.
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Cindy traveled into town to do research and see if she could find out anything about a Davey Howell. After hearing about Cindy’s trip to the attic last night, Beth decided to go up there and see if she could make contact with anyone.
Beth goes up the attic and walks over to the area where Cindy said she was when she talked with Mary; then sits down and starts softly calling out their names, “Anna? Chelsea? Tommy? Davey? …Mary?”
Nothing. She starts running down the list again; repeating it over and over for about ten minutes. No one answers her; so Beth gets up and heads back downstairs.
At the second floor landing, Beth hears noise coming from down the end of the hallway inside Mary’s old room. Wondering if he’s checking out anything in the room, Beth calls out…
“Professor?”
“Yes Beth, what is it?” The professor calls back - from downstairs.
Beth reaches out, grabs the railing and crouches down; looking down the hallway at the closed bedroom door. She calls back down to the professor.
“Never mind, Professor.”
She waits there – motionless - watching the door; listening. Within a minute or two, Beth hears laughing coming from inside the room; so she decides to check and see who’s in there.
Upon opening the door, Beth sees the two four-year-olds in the center of Mary’s room playing with toy cars. She recognizes Tommy; and assumes the other’s Davey. Beth walks over and stands by the two playing children. Tommy looks up at her and smiles.
“Hi, Beth.”
“Hi, Tommy. How are you?”
“Good.”
“This must be Davey. Hi, Davey; how are you?”
The boy doesn’t acknowledge Beth; he just continues playing. She tries again.
“Hi, Davey; my name is Beth…Tommy knows me. How are you?”
Still nothing.
“Tommy, why isn’t Davey talking to me? Did I do something to make him mad?”
“No.”
“Then why won’t Davey talk to me?”
“He’s not Davey.”
Startled; Beth quickly steps back. She takes a moment to compose herself and then asks, “If he’s not Davey, Tommy; who is he?”
“Charles.”
Beth stumbles back, falling on her buttocks, then scrambles backwards - using the heels of her feet to push herself along the floor - until she backs into the wall. She’s trembling as she chokes up asking…
“Did you say…he’s Charles, Tommy?”
“Uh huh.”
“Charles…Steinman?”
“Uh huh.”
“Your brother?”
“Uh huh.” Tommy smiles. “Say hi to Beth, Charles.”
The boy turns and stares at the frightened Beth. “Hi…Beth.” He turns back around and continues playing.
Beth’s sweating, breathing heavily, and trembling. “Tommy,” Beth changes the subject, “where’s Anna?”
He shrugs his shoulders and answers, “I don’t know.” Then he returns to playing with Charles.
“Tommy, please; where’s Anna? Is she okay?”
The two boys stop playing and look at each other as Charles gets up and leaves the room; leaving Beth and Tommy alone in there. Tommy returns to playing with his car. Beth - still crouched on the floor with her back against the wall - watches him play for a few minutes before asking again…
“Tommy, please: where’s Anna? Is she okay?”
Tommy gets up and walks over to Beth without saying a word; just looking at her - smiling. Tears run down Beth’s cheeks as she softly begs...
“Please, Tommy…where’s my baby girl? Please; tell me where Anna is.”
Tommy remains silent; smiling.
Beth - angered by his non-responsiveness - reaches out and grabs each of his arms; then starts shaking him while yelling, “Where’s my daughter you God damn little twisted fucker?!”
Tommy grabs Beth’s wrists and squeezes them tightly. She’s amazed at the strength he possesses - and as the pressure increases - Beth becomes subdued by the pain being inflicted on her. The pain becomes unbearably intense, and forces Beth to release her grip on Tommy’s arms as she slides along the wall down to her side; causing her to bang her head on the floor. Tommy releases his grip and steps back.
Beth immediately sits back up, rubbing her wrists in an attempt to soothe them. They’re bruised; and Beth can see the impression of Tommy’s tiny fingers left on them.
When Beth finishes tending to her aching wrists, she looks back up at Tommy; who’s been watching her all this time with an innocent looking smile on his face. Then it begins.
Beth watches a small line of blood trickle from his temple to down the side of his face. Within seconds, another line of blood trickles down next to that one - then another - and another - then a couple of more lines after that. Within seconds, the entire right side of Tommy’s face is covered in blood; and his wavy, blonde hair becomes bright red from being blood soaked.
Suddenly, blood starts gushing out of his head, spurting out onto the floor and Beth. She covers her face with her hands in an attempt to keep from seeing the horrific, bloody sight. Beth starts screaming and crying for the professor.
When Professor Rhyies comes running into the room, he sees Beth cowering on the floor with her hands covering her face. He runs over and kneels down besides her - putting his hands on her shoulders - then gently jostles her; trying to get her attention. He yells out…
“Beth! It’s me; Professor Rhyies! Beth, do you hear me?”
Beth slowly lowers her hands and starts looking around for the blood covered Tommy. When she sees he’s not there, she looks down at herself - There’s no blood. She starts to laugh - while still crying - and throws her arms around the professor’s neck to hug him.
“What’s wrong, Beth; what happened?”
She doesn’t answer at first; continuing to simultaneously laugh and cry while holding onto him. After a couple of minutes, she lets go of the professor, leans back against the wall, and exhales.
“Whew! I didn’t do it.”
Baffled; the professor asks, “What didn’t you do, Beth?”
“There’s no blood; so I didn’t hurt him, Professor. I didn’t hurt Tommy.”
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Cindy’s suddenly awoken from her sleep, and pops up into a sitting position in a cold sweat as she calls out, “Anna?”
Cindy can sense Anna’s presence – and her sadness - for the first time since she vanished; and she leaves the bedroom and begins to walk through the house trying to hone in it. Cindy decides its best not to inform the others just yet.
As she walks past the attic door, Cindy feels a chill travel through her body. She takes a deep breath and slowly opens the door just enough to poke her head in and look up the darkened staircase. Cindy cautiously reaches in with her hand and starts to feel around on the walls for a light switch. When Cindy turns on the light, she takes in another breath, walks through the doorway and up the stairs.
At the top of the stairs, Cindy surveys the attic. With the exception of a dozen or so boxes the Lazinskis have stored up there, the attic is bare. There’s a musty smell in the air, and plenty of dust and cobwebs covering a good portion of the attic space. Boards now cover the holes in the attic walls and roof where bats use to be able to enter and set up their new dwelling in the house. A small section of the chain which bound Davey is still hanging from the trestle in the center of the attic.
Cindy slowly moves through the attic, trying to pick up on Anna’s presence. As she walks about the vast, empty floor; the floorboards are creaking with each of her steps.
When she gets close to the area where Davey use to lay, Cindy trips on a loose floorboard and falls head first into a support beam; knocking herself unconscious.
Cindy comes to about twenty minutes later. Her head’s naturally throbbing; and her vision’s temporarily blurred. While shaking it off, Cindy notices two small feet standing next to her. She looks up, shakes her head from side to side and lets out an exasperated huff.
“Mary.”
“Cindy.” She devilishly smirks, “Have a headache, do we?”
Cindy finishes rubbing her sore head. “Not yet; but something’s telling me I’m about to.”
“So; what brings you up to the attic, Cindy?”
“No reason in particular; I figured the attic would be a lot safer than the barn, Mary.”
Mary maliciously taps the recently formed bump on Cindy’s head - which causes Cindy to wince back in a little pain – and with that same devilish smile, Mary replies, “I’m sorry; does that hurt? Evidently the attic isn’t that safe of a place either, Cindy.”
“Cute, Mary. Anyway; who are you?”
“You just called me Mary, Cindy; now you’re asking me who I am? I think you may have bumped your head a little harder than you thought. Perhaps you should seek some medical help.”
“Are you Mary Howell?”
“Yes Cindy, I’m Mary Howell.”
“Okay. And what happened to you?”
“What do you mean what happened to me? I was killed?”
“Where? How?”
“Oh, I see; a detail person are we, Cindy?”
“Something like that.”
“Fine; I was hacked to pieces by some psycho killer in the barn, Cindy.”
“You mean Charles.”
Mary becomes sarcastic. “Charles? I thought your name was Cindy. Who are you?”
“Cute again, Mary. I meant the killer. You know Charles Steinman was the killer, Mary.”
“You just called me Mary again. Very good, Cindy; you’re learning.”
“Thanks; but there’s one small problem, Mary.”
“What’s that, Cindy?”
“If you were hacked to pieces that night out in the barn; then how is it we found your skeleton fully intact out in Miller’s Lake?”
Mary’s silent as the smirk that was once on her face transforms into a scowl. She’s giving Cindy a harsh, cold piercing stare. Mary has yet to answer Cindy’s question.
“Well, Mary?”
Mary finally responds, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Cindy. I was killed out in the barn. Charles chopped me apart.”
“No. I don’t know exactly what happened yet; but Mary Howell wasn’t hacked to pieces by the killer. She may have been killed out in the barn and brought out to the lake; but her body was in one piece. So I’ll ask you again; who the hell are you? And where’s Anna?”
“I’m Mary Howell you stupid bitch! And don’t worry about where Anna is, because you’re never going to see her again!” She disappears in front of Cindy’s eyes.
Cindy’s sitting on the floor - her knees bent and drawn into her chest; with her chin resting on them - worrying about her recent altercation with Mary. Cindy’s hoping she hasn’t pushed Mary too far; causing Anna to have to suffer from any repercussions because of her confronting Mary the way she did.
While sitting there, Cindy notices the end of a floorboard sticking up; and figures that must have been what caused her to trip and fall. Upon closer inspection, Cindy notices a small section that isn’t secured in place and lifts up the board; putting it off to the side. Cindy looks down into the floor and discovers a book lying in the small space between the attic floor and third floor ceiling. She removes the book from its hiding place and wipes off the thick layer of dust covering it.
It’s a nursery rhyme anthology book. When Cindy opens the cover of the old book, several of its brittle pages fall out. As she replaces the pages, Cindy notices an inscription written on the inside front book jacket. It reads…
“To our dear grandson Davey, Hope you enjoy your very first book! Love Grandma and Grandpa Howell”.
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As they enter what’s probably the darkest area of the house, the four-year-old moves about as if he’s on some sort of radar guidance system; while Anna keeps bumping into unseen objects lying around in the dark up there. Davey turns on the lantern hanging by his sleeping area. Anna’s shocked, and deeply saddened, at the sight she’s now viewing.
There’s a thick steel chain with a collar on the end attached to one of the attic trestles. This was the collar the Howells strapped around Davey’s little neck to keep him tethered to the support beam. His ‘mattress’ is a pile of tattered, urine stained and smelling, bedding balled together on floor. He eats and drinks from an old, rusted army tin mess kit; which lies beside his ‘mattress’. Davey has his Teddy Bear - an old, raggedy one-eyed, with stuffing falling out of several rips in the worn cloth, keepsake - tucked into his ‘bed’.
The stench is overwhelming from the smell of urine and feces permeating the air; since Davey had no choice but to relieve himself within his confined space. And when you’re not smelling the odor of his excrements; there’s a musty, moldy smell about in the air.
An occasional bat will fly by. Davey shows Anna the bite marks he received from some of those bats he inadvertently disturbed while sharing the attic; and sometimes he didn’t even disturb them - from time to time he’d get bit during a feeding frenzy, when they’d wildly chase whatever insects were flying around.
Then he shows Anna his most treasured possession; an old, brittle-paged nursery rhyme book. Davey remembers how Mary would sneak up there nights and read to him from that book; lulling him into a good night’s sleep. That he truly misses. He hands the book to Anna and asks her to read to him.
As Anna reads the four-year-old his beloved nursery rhymes from the aged, fragile brownish –yellow tinted pages; Davey lies down on his soiled bedding, lovingly squeezing his ailing Teddy, and closes his eyes.
Davey slowly drifts off; and Anna stops reading when she’s sure he’s falling into a somber sleep. Anna’s thinking about how her parents sometime read to her in bed until she falls asleep. Just like Davey, she misses that too.
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“This is crazy! What the fuck’s going on?” Beth’s furious over the news Cindy brought back from the lake. “That bitch sat there with fucking tears in her eyes holding my daughter! And you’re telling me it was all a fucking lie…That she wasn’t the real Mary Howell What the fuck, Cindy? Why?”
Beth falls back into the couch, placing her hands over her face, crying. Cindy sits down beside the highly upset Beth and rubs her upper back.
“I don’t know what’s going on, Beth. Every time we think we find out a truth about this haunting; it turns out to be a lie. I honestly don’t know what to believe anymore.”
Deputy Hopkins interjects, “I hate to say it; but it doesn’t really surprise me that she was lying. After all, Roy was the one who led us onto to her. The whole damn thing was probably a set up by old Jackie boy.”
The sheriff asks the deputy, “But why would he have her tell Beth and the Professor that his dad was there that night; and that it was good ol’ Phil’s ‘brain child’ to have her relocated with a new identity?”
“Damned if I know, Lloyd…Maybe it was supposed to make us believe that she had to be telling the truth; since what she said could have incriminated the good Steinman name.”
“And I reckon there’d be no way to prove what she said was either the truth, or a lie; that was until the real Mary Howells’ skeleton turned up.”
“You got it; pardner!”
“Very good, Mike. We’ll make a true Texan out of you yet.”
“Oh dare I dream?”
Professor Rhyies enters the living room from making a phone call. He was trying to get a hold of Mrs. Mary Johnson; the woman claiming to be the relocated Mary Howell. He doesn’t say a word when he joins the others. He just takes his glasses off and starts cleaning them vigorously.
Cindy looks at him and starts worrying. “What’s wrong, Professor?”
The professor doesn’t reply; he just continues wiping the lenses off. Cindy repeats - a little louder - “What’s wrong, Professor?”
Nothing. He wipes away.
Cindy hollers, “Professor!”
Finally responding, “What is it, Ms. Lidestrom?”
“Did you talk to her?”
“No…no I didn’t.” He goes back to cleaning his glasses.
“What’s wrong, Professor? Weren’t you able to reach her?”
“No, Ms. Lidestrom, I wasn’t.” He continues wiping.
“But you’ll try later; right?”
“No; I won’t.” He continues wiping.
Cindy’s totally baffled. “Why not, Professor?”
In a sudden outburst - which is totally unlike the usually mild mannered professor - he flings his glasses down to the floor; smashing them into several pieces. He blurts out…
“Because she’s dead, Ms. Lidestrom! …Dead!”
A total silence befalls the room. The professor stands up, runs his hand through his gray, Albert Einstein-esque hair do and walks over to the fire place. He rests his arm on the mantle and turns to look at the others; who are still flabbergasted by the news of the woman’s death.
“I do apologize for my little episode, Ms. Lidestrom. I was just so overwhelmed with finding out that she was…”
“Was what, Professor?” Sheriff Faulkner asks.
“Murdered, Sheriff.”
“Murdered? How? How’d you find this out, Professor?”
“When I called for her, a New Hampshire homicide Detective Williams answered the phone. When he asked why I was calling for Mrs. Johnson, I told him about our recent visit up there with her; and explained to him why we initially went out there. After that, he informed me…in absolute confidentiality of course - about what happened.”
“You are planning on at least telling us; aren’t you, Professor?” The deputy asks.
“Of course.” The professor…out of habit…reaches to take off his glasses; which are no longer on his face. He lets out a soft laugh. “How absent minded of me. I broke my glasses; didn’t I? Oh well.” He becomes silent.
“Professor,” Cindy asks, “what happened?”
“Her husband’s been on a business trip the past few days. When he got home this morning, he found her in their bedroom. Her body was dismembered with an axe.”
“My God!” Cindy exclaims before throwing her hand over her mouth as she gasps.
“There’s more.” The professor informs them.
“More?” The sheriff crosses his arms in front of his chest, “Shoot, Professor; what else is there?”
“Whoever did this wrote a message on her wall using her blood.”
“Another message in blood? Great. What did it say, Professor?”
“It said…‘Now you can be Mary Howell’.”
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“I don’t get it; how do you bury bodies under a lake?” Corporal Nyce’s totally dumbfounded back at the staging area by Miller’s Lake.
Deputy Hopkins rationalizes, “The same way you pick up a moving car and toss it upside down in a ditch. Remember, we’re not just dealing with the living here; this case also has supernatural forces involved with it. Now Delilah’s death…not to mention those stooges involved deaths…were certainly the work of a living person…but we won’t mention any names; right Lloyd?”
The sheriff nods and smiles back at the deputy. The deputy continues.
“But the car accident and this; these are the work of one twisted spirit.”
“Ahem…Tormented, Uncle Mike, not twisted; and it could be more than one, too.”
The deputy walks over takes his niece by her arm, and starts walking away from the staging area.
“Kiddo, what are you doing; you shouldn’t be out here?”
“Why not?”
“Look…we’re waiting for more help to get here before we start, but…you were right; those families are down there. We’ll be taking them out when the rest of the State Boys and coroners get here. It’s not going to be a sight you’ll want to see, Kiddo; trust me.”
“Tell me something, Uncle Mike; is it a sight you want to see?”
“Hell no! And neither does anyone else here; but it’s our job. You don’t have to be here to see this.”
“Wrong, Uncle Mike, I do have to be here. And maybe I don’t necessarily have to see this; but I do need to feel this. I may be able to pick up on something that would be able to help us get Anna back…to resolve this thing.”
The deputy stares at his niece while cracking his knuckles - and when he’s done - he puts his thumbs behind his gun belt and rocks back and forth on the heels and balls of his feet while sucking his teeth as he looks around. When he turns to his niece - who’s standing there with a smile on her face - waiting for her uncle’s response. He gives her a slight smile back and shakes his head.
“Alright, you win; you could stay. But promise me one thing.”
“Anything, Uncle Mike; what?”
“When we start taking the bodies out, if it becomes too much for you, just take off; okay?”
“Okay.”
They hear a motorcade of State Police and county vehicles approaching, and Deputy Hopkins calls out, “Here they come.”
He turns back to his niece and asks, “Alright; you ready for this?”
Cindy glances down to the ground, then back up to her uncle. “No; not really. Are you?”
The deputy smiles. “No. Not really.”
She smiles back. “Okay then, let’s get this started.”
They walk down to the staging area by the lake shore.
The first of the bodies were removed about an hour later. Cindy’s surprised to see the condition they’re in. The corpses were fairly well intact, and don’t appear as grotesque as she imagined they would. Sergeant Pierce explained to her that their bodies were well-preserved due to the make up of the sediment they were buried in. He used the example of the villagers of Pompeii when they were buried alive in lava and ash after the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in ancient Italy – thus creating a natural mummification process.
Late into the night, bodies were taken out of the lake; by boat after boat. Cindy attempted to get a sensing off of every deceased individual; having no luck whatsoever. But then it happened.
“Hey; we got a skeleton over here in this batch, Sarge…What do you make of that?” One of the divers calls out to Sergeant Pierce.
“Beats me; maybe this one isn’t part of our missing group. We won’t know for sure until an autopsy’s done I guess.”
Cindy overhears their conversation and immediately walks over to them.
“Excuse me; did I hear you say you found a skeleton out there?”
“Right here, Mam.” The diver points to where they laid it out.
It’s small in structure; obviously the skeletal remains of a child. Cindy kneels down beside it - placing her hand on the cracked skull - and closes her eyes.
She trembles and begins hyperventilating. It’s not long before Cindy starts convulsing and gagging on her tongue. Cindy immediately turns blue as her body collapses to the ground and jerks about violently.
Sergeant Pierce notices this, and runs to her. “Deputy Hopkins; you’re niece!”
The deputy, sheriff and corporal run over to assist Cindy. They hold her still and tilt her head back to open her air passageway. Her color starts to return. Cindy continues trembling - although the convulsing has ceased – and her eyes are wide open; as if something had terrified her. Her breathing’s still rapid; but in the process of slowing down. They sit her up.
Cindy’s holding her hand over her chest as she tries to slow her breathing down. She starts shaking her head and cries…
“Oh God! Oh God! No! This can’t be! Oh God...”
“Kiddo, its Uncle Mike, what’s wrong?”
It’s as if she doesn’t realize they’re there. “No! Oh God! No! It can’t be! It just can’t! No!”
“Hey…Kiddo…what is it?”
Cindy finally acknowledges her uncle. “Oh my God, Uncle Mike; that skeleton! Oh my God!”
“What?”
“It’s…it’s…”
“It’s what, Kiddo?”
“Oh God! Uncle Mike. That skeleton…it’s…it’s Mary! That’s Mary Howell’s skeleton.”