Romans & histoires Scary Stories Disneyland

All of the rides so far were so entertaining that I couldn't help but smile ear to ear. Some of them may have been frightening at first, but after a few more tries, I am in ecstasy trying the extreme rides. "I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have asked you to try it out," Bright suddenly says before lowering her head. She is still talking about the horror booth from earlier. My eyes widened in shock, shaking my head. "N-No, don't be! I also wanted to try it out despite my reaction," I answered before I scratched the side of my chin. "Although I didn't particularly like the park theme," I say.

She affected everyone that way, and with the children she had endless patience. Disney World stayed open all night several times a year. Cecily took me and Treson. She went on every ride with us. Of course, we had to sit through a few that made us nauseous because they were so damned tame. Overall, it was worth it, and I brought back a pair of Mickey Mouse ears for Talya.

Frightful and excited screams echoed in the background as early parkgoers rode fast-moving rides being flipped and shot in all directions. She finally caught up to him and asked, “When was the last time you were here?” Amorous slowed down his excited walk, “I was a little kid too, but never forgot it. My mom brought me, Lasci, and Pru here once. We had a blast but ended up leaving before we could get on all the rides,” he said and then lowered his voice, “because I was still learning to control my wolf. It still happens, but rarely now these days. My wolf breaks free, making me change right in front of everyone. It sucks.”

"We rode Dumbo super high, Grandma! And Splash Mountain—whoosh, wet everywhere! Daddy was my knight!" Karla beamed. "Sounds magical, sweetie. Photos?" Howard nodded. "Tons. Princess ruled the park." Then, mid-bite, Mirabel lit up. "Oh, and you know, Grandma, Daddy's a real hero! He saves Mommy from dinosaurs every night when she screams super loud—'Oh, Howard!' like this!" Charlotte's face turned beet red, fork frozen mid-air, mortified. "M-Mirabel!" Howard's eyes widened; he clapped a hand over her mouth gently, chuckling nervously. "Whoa, munchkin—what she means is... bedtime stories! Yeah, roaring dinosaurs in stories. Right, kiddo?"

I replied, my eyes still on the map. “What about the haunted house?” Hayden suggested enthusiastically. “I just told you that I’m not into scary rides!” I exclaimed. “The haunted house isn’t a ride…” Hayden corrected. “But…it’s scary…” I replied. “Let’s go!” Hayden shouted happily, pulling me along with him. “Hayden! Wait!” I cried out loudly, but it was already too late. …

He gags. I gag with him when I imagine the scene. Both of us making puking faces outside the beautiful flower conservatory, we must look like a pair. "That is the most disgusting story I've ever heard in my entire life." I laugh and gag again picturing the event Hudson described and what his reaction would be. I'd die from horror. "Scout's honor, it's every bit the truth and ever since then I haven't been able to look at an animal without wondering what it just finished eating. It's only been a few days. The horror is fresh in my mind. There are still nightmares."

In the end, I decided not to do it since I got scared of the possibility that she would come for me instead. But until now, I still can’t get over how terrifying that white lady's face looked.. Those are stuff worthy of nightmares... +++++++++++ And once again we end another storytelling session here at the Supernatural Spa. Next time, we will still talk about modern-day hauntings and you might be surprised at what items there are in our tales... So until next time dear reader, this is your Storyteller, The Diwata, saying good night and fare thee well. Hope to see you again soon.

Isla managed to snag a plush teddy bear, while Maria won a colorful bracelet. “Okay, now for the scary den!” Maria suggested, her eyes gleaming with mischief. They approached the haunted house, where people dressed as ghosts and ghouls lurked in the shadows. The shrieks and laughter of other fairgoers echoed around them as they bravely stepped inside, their hearts racing with excitement. Emerging from the haunted house, they were breathless from laughter and adrenaline. “That was amazing!” Isla exclaimed, her cheeks flushed with exhilaration. “Let’s keep the fun going! How about the roller coaster?” Maria proposed, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.

They watched the couple from afar for their reactions. “Waaaaaaa!” Hoonie screamed. He was so shocked and then he stood up from the bench. He was really scared. He thought there were some bad spirits or ghosts around. Sheena looked at him and worried. She stood up and checked if he was okay. “Are you okay, Hoonie?” Sheena asked and worried about him. Hoonie was so pale. But he acted cool and pretended that he was not scared at all. He cleared his throat and looked away from Sheena. “Um, yeah, Sheena. I am okay.” Hoonie lied. ‘What was that? Why did these balloons suddenly pop out? I think this amusement park is haunted.’ Hoonie thought and assumed.

All I had done was laugh at them as we went down. They were still half stunned as we had gotten down from the rollercoaster. I was surprised that two powerful supernatural creatures like them had been scared of a mechanic ride. We had something to be afraid of, and that was Suzana. We had gotten cotton candy, the last thing of the day.