CAITLIN

Hia kiddies, welcome to our 79TH EERIE-EDITION OF CREEPS CASTLE! I have just received a GHOST CARD from a FIEND OF MINE ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. It is all about a visitor to a home, who was IN THE SPIRIT OF THE OCCASION named...

One Fall night back in 1966, a young man was smoking a cigar out, on the back porch of a condo out, in northern-California. A cold wind blew and he buttoned his coat. Meanwhile, a young boy slept in a bed within a bedroom of the condo. Suddenly, there was the laughter of a young girl, causing the boy to wake up. He sat up in his bed and looked at the chair at the end of his bed. There was a young girl sitting in the chair. The boy grabbed a flashlight and turned it on, shining it on the shadowy-girl. She eerily had no eyes, just black eye sockets, along with a wide smile, as her black and long straight hair blew slightly. She was dressed in a pink nightgown and the boy gasped in horror and turned off his flashlight. The creepy girl laughed eerily a second time and the boy pulled his blanket over his head. The boy peeked out from underneath his blanket and she sat there within the shadows of his bedroom. "Who are you?" he asked her, hesitantly. "Hi, my name is Caitlin. What's your name?" she laughed, asking him. "Peter. Nice to meet you, Caitlin. What are you doing in my room here?" the boy introduced himself to her as, then asked. "This was my bedroom forty years ago, Peter. I came back to play!" Caitlin said, explaining to Peter and eerily laughed. Peter turned his flashlight back on and shined it at her, but she was gone. He gasped. Peter ran out of his bedroom. He came out the back door and hugged the young man on the back porch. "Peter, what's wrong Son?" the young man said, asking him. "Dad, there's a poltergeist in my bedroom. Her name is Caitlin. She scared me!" he replied to him. "Oh, I'm sure there's nothing to be afraid of" Peter's dad said to him, picked him up and carried him into the home.

When Peter's dad carried him back into his room, Peter's dad turned on the lamp. There was someone covered up by Peter's blanket in his bed. They sat up, uncovering their upper body. It was Caitlin, with her ghostly-face, eerie wide grin and eye-sockets. She giggled eerily and Peter gasped in horror. Peter's dad's eyes grew wide with terror and he ran out of the room. He ran into another bedroom, put Peter down and closed the door. "Mom, there's a poltergeist in my bedroom!!" Peter told a young woman who was a hippie, sitting up in the bed. "Peggy, there's somebody in our house honey!" Peter's dad told the hippie. "What?! Oh, Peter come here my Child!!" she responded then said to Peter. He did and they hugged each other tight. "I feel a spiritual energy within this place, James" Peggy told Peter's dad. James got a baseball bat out of their bedroom-closet and rushed out of the room then. He looked into Peter's bedroom and his son's lamp was shaking on the desk beside his bed. It was also going on and off. James heard the eerie laughter of Caitlin. He clutched the baseball bat firmly and Peter's bedroom window suddenly opened and shut repeatedly. James ran out, shutting Peter's bedroom door.

The following day, James stood on his front lawn with an old man. "Mr. Gravenheimer, thanks for coming sir. I understand from our conversation on the phone, that you lived in our condo here once" James said to the old man, shaking his hand. "Why, yes, Mr. Oswald sir. For a time I did indeed. Forty years ago, and then I moved. It brings back memories seeing this house today. I am very well educated in these poltergeist matters. Years of study sir" Mr. Gravenheimer told James, explaining to him. "Oh, good, please come on in" Mr. James Oswald said to him, invitingly and Mr. Gravenheimer followed him into the condo. "This home was the place where a young girl got murdered forty years ago. I only lived here for six months, Mr. Oswald" Mr. Gravenheimer told him, as he followed James into the small hallway from the living-room. "I recall reading that in an old newspaper Mr. Gravenheimer. Caitlin Miller was her name sir" Mr. James Oswald said to him. "Why, yes, I recall also" Mr. Gravenheimer said to James. James and Mr. Gravenheimer went into Peter's bedroom and the chair at the foot of his bed was spinning around and around, as his lamp kept on shaking and turning on and off, with his window continuously opening and closing. As the men looked horrified, a figure was lying underneath the blanket and it sat up, uncovering its upper body. It was of course Caitlin, Mr. Gravenheimer gasped in horror, backing up. The poltergeist smiled at him with her wide, ghostly-grin. Her blackened-eye-sockets seemed to glare directly at him. "APPARITION OF CAITLIN MILLER, LEAVE THIS PLACE THIS INSTANT!!" Mr. Gravenheimer shouted at the phantom. "MR. GRAVENHEIMER, YOU KIDNAPPED ME, BECAUSE I CAUGHT YOU STEALING MONEY FROM A BANK! AND THEN, YOU KILLED ME SIR!!!" the poltergeist of Caitlin Miller screamed back at him and light blue slime oozed out of her mouth. The poltergeist screeched wildly in a high-pitched tone that echoed through the room and Mr. Gravenheimer ran out, screaming then.

He ran as fast as he could into the bathroom, turned on the sink-faucet and splashed water on his face, gasping in terror. Mr. Gravenheimer looked in the bathroom-mirror up, above the sink on the wall, and saw the mirror grow dark. All of a sudden, the ghostly-face of Caitlin materialized within the mirror and screeched at him, terrifyingly. Light blue slime jutted out of the poltergeist's mouth, spraying through the mirror, splattering Mr. Gravenheimer in his face, covering his head then. He screamed in absolute horror, and splashed more water on his face, but the water suddenly became more light blue slime and Mr. Gravenheimer screamed some more, running out of the bathroom. The sink-faucet turned off on its own and Caitlin was no longer within the mirror. Mr. Gravenheimer ran out to the living room and grabbed a tapestry off of the back of the sofa. He wiped most of the slime off his head and face with it and James stood by the front door. He watched the old man. Mr. Gravenheimer dropped the tapestry on the couch and pulled green crystals out of his coat-pockets. Holding the two crystals up, he shouted: "POLTERGEIST OF CAITLIN MILLER, THESE CRYSTALS HERE SHALL RID MY SOUL, MIND AND BODY OF YOUR SPIRITUAL ENERGY! LEAVE AT ONCE!". The poltergeist materialized within the small hall and it faced the wall. Caitlin's ghostly-head suddenly twisted around with the sickening-sound of a crack. Caitlin Miller said, "I'm Here!" to Mr. Gravenheimer, he black eye sockets seeming to stare directly at him. He gasped in fright along with Mr. Oswald. Caitlin's ghostly-face giggled eerily and her head twisted back around with another sickening-crack. Then she turned around and walked to Mr. Gravenheimer in her ghostly-bare-feet and pink nightgown. "I KILLED YOU, CAITLIN. A WEEK AFTER I KIDNAPPED YOU AT THAT BANK FOR CATCHING ME STEAL MONEY!!!" Mr. Gravenheimer shouted at the phantom. The living-room light up with an eerie green light and Mr. James Oswald ran out his front door and into his front yard. Dark clouds were over his condo then. He looked back, seeing the windows of the living room were filled with that eerie green light, along with his doorway.

Mr. Gravenheimer ran to one of the windows and as he pounded on it and screamed, he became a skeleton, being killed. James screamed at the sight and the skeleton of Mr. Gravenheimer fell away from the window. Suddenly, the skeleton came shooting out of the doorway backwards, landing out, in the road. Caitlin Miller's eerie laughter was heard from within the living-room. The eerie green light faded-out within the living room of the home and it became light out over the house. Peggy pulled into their driveway in a VW Bug then with Peter in the backseat and James smiled at them.

Talk about being a GOOD HOUSE-GHOST I mean HOUSEGUEST heh-heh-heh-heh! Caitlin Miller just LIT UP when she saw Mr. Gravenheimer...LIT UP THE LIVING-ROOM THAT IS! Mr. James Oswald saw that Mr. Gravenheimer sure had SKELETONS OF FUN with her hee-hee-hee-hee.