Odessa Springs

Hello, I’ve returned.

Today, I moved into my dorm.  I spent all day with my roomie getting settled … so I didn’t particularly have time to create new material today.

So, I went digging into my archives, and I found a little gem.  (Because everything is a gem on my flash drives in my opinion. <3)  I remember that I wrote this for an assignment for class, but that doesn’t take away meaning from it I don’t think.  I always do my best for anything related to writing. 🙂

Anyhoo, please enjoy.  I don’t really have an intro for it because it’s been awhile since it passed through my head.  It was an attempt at horror though … as a top ten list … in the form of a letter.  Ha.



Dear New Residents,

There are ten secrets about living in Odessa Springs that every newcomer wishes they had known before they had called the movers and filed for their change of address. Let me go through them for you one at a time.

Number ten: The neighbors here will seem welcoming at first.  They will invite you into their homes, give you housewarming gifts, and do everything they can to earn your trust.  That trust that the win over is something that they will hold over your head and trick you into staying despite your better judgement.

Number nine: There are mosquitos.  Swarms upon swarms of them, like when Moses called down locus on the Egyptians.  They are not here when new residents first move in—it is the only break this community gets.  Then . . . there is not much that can be done.

Number eight: This place has a rich history of death.  Every family that has moved into one of the homes here has experienced death in some way, be it unexpected deaths in the middle of the night where the deceased wears looks of pain and horror, or family members snapping and killing each other, or themselves.  Some say there was a battle between the indigenous tribes that used to live on these lands that cursed this place to be a place of death, but that is not the reason for this.

Number seven: There are . . . strange occurrences that take place.  Many people would say that this place is haunted, and while those people would be right in a way, there is more to the situation than just haunting.  Haunting implies to many visions of floating white sheets and strange winds and groans coming from nowhere.  What happens at Odessa Springs is . . . more than that.  I have heard some priests around here throw around the word “possession.”

Number six: There are rumors that the residents here have all become ghosts.  I will neither confirm, nor deny this, for I know that you would not believe me if I told you the truth.  You will soon discover the answer on your own soon enough.

Number five: You might hear . . . voices, if you are alone for longer than an hour.  It is one of the many ways Odessa Springs latches onto the people that live here.  The type of voices you will hear depends on the type of person you are, because after all, spirits prefer to speak to the people they relate to.  You may discover through listening to these voices that you are not the person you thought you were.

Number four: Going outside at night, especially if you are alone or relatively undefended, will be one of the worst decisions you can make at Odessa Springs.  There are creatures beyond our realm that hunt at night.  In addition to this, it is the easiest, quickest, and most dangerous way to discover the veracity of number six.

Number three: Overtime, you may find that pieces of your memory begin to go missing, both things from before you moved to this community and sections of unaccounted for time inside your home that coincide with your neighbors’ unaccounted for times.  The only hints you will have to show you that this is happening will go relatively unnoticed unless you look for them.  Sentimental items, especially of your family members, end up thrown away.  You suddenly do not remember when a certain photograph was taken.  Maybe you wake up with blood caked under your nails and a knife lying flat against your stomach.  The point is, these are signs that it is too late to get away from here.

Number two: Living here will suck the life out of you—and I mean that literally.  Parts of Odessa Springs used to be alive in the way that you are right now.  To reobtain that feeling, the sensation of living, those parts will try to take what is yours and make you like they are.

Number one: Most people who read this letter disregard it.  They take it for a joke, and perhaps to the extremely lucky few without a bad mark on their report card, none of this comes true for them.  To the remaining majority, all of the contents of this letter ring true in the end.  The residents here have learned the hard way the things that must be done to survive.

Before you make the decision to live here in Odessa Springs, I hope you take note of the things I have written as warning.  This is not the place that you want to make your home.  Call your movers, change your address, and avoid all of this while you still have the chance to escape, before the situation has even begun for you.  You don’t want to end up like the rest of the lost souls at Odessa Springs—you don’t want to end up like me.


The Ghosts of Odessa Springs



Thank you for reading!  Have a lovely day!

(I hope this wasn’t too “scary.”) Lol.


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