reading, texas is not your average small community type town at all. it may seem like it on the outside, but only a select few know of the town's real history and origins. it has secrets that people on this planet would never believe, let alone the small population of reading. although, some students at the local fine arts school, hallow's creek, are beginning to believe in the ghost stories. just last week another student was sent to the emergency room for being thrown off her bed in the middle of the night when she was the only one in her room. and the police knew she was thrown because her blood was on the opposite wall. and just the other day a boy heard a girl scream in a cabin, but when he opened the door to help her, no one was there and his friend happened to be a film major and record the entire scene from the scream itself. things just keep getting spookier and spookier all the time here, and some loyal citizens of the village aren't liking it one bit. the old indian relatives down in willowing hills are even beginning to get riled up, and they aren't to be messed with.
is it true, that the tale of hallow's creek is coming true? are peter hallows' sisters really haunting hallow's creek? and why is this recent news from the school being linked to killings in houston? surely the students cannot be doing this, right? there is only one sure fire way to know. see it for yourself.
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it's that time if the year again, students. time to pack your bags and head back to another great semester here at hallow's creek! with all the new facilities, this year will be even better then before! i cannot wait to see all your bright and shining faces back in the classrooms on september first but even more importantly i can't wait to see you back on campus for august fifteenth to set up your rooms and cabins! welcome back to another awe-inspiring and magnificent year at hallow's creek!
-- peter j. hallows the third
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school starts on september third, but like always hallow's creek will be opening it's doors two weeks a head of time to get the students all settled in, have the opening ceremonies and the fall carnival! other info will be added as soon as it is figured out! & as of march thirty-first twenty-ten hallows creek is officially open!
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a werewolf's story,
i feel like i am stuck here, on this earth. in a way i feel i cannot leave.
turmoil and trouble lie around every corner, at least the way things are
in reading anymore.
i grew up a life like any other boy in willowing hills, texas. my family
was well known in the area and we were always treated with the utmost
respect. i guessed that i was just born into a family with a good name,
that was all. we weren't rich. and we weren't famous, so i could only
see that as being the only reason. i was born in 1951 and i turned into
a werewolf in 1979 and have been one since.
you know that whole 'respect' thing? yeah, well it seems that my
family name mason goes back hundreds and thousands of years
my grandfather told me the story. i knew we were descended from
indian tribes, but i never would have guessed that they were also
werewolf tribes. it turned out that the secret was kept safe for a
long time and hidden under-wraps. i found out form my grandfather,
one of the elders who was once a werewolf himself the last time
the vampires entered reading. my father never even knew about
the ways of the wolf, nor my mother. but my grandpa was, he
told me everything.
he was an alpha too. and since i was his grandson, i automatically
gained the title once the vamps came around. they weren't a coven
or anything, just some scavengers, rouges looking for a good meal.
but they didn't stay long. we chased them away. they didn't expect
werewolves to even exist anymore. that's when they came back with
even more members then before. and our numbers increased ten fold.
as if one pack wasn't enough, another pack came from houston,
houston! they said they were here to help us, and they brought
their elders along too. eager for the reinforcements we happily
accepted them, but i was stupid to make the decision. i should
have listened to grandpa when he said to watch.
as it turned out sexton's pack was secretly working with the
vampires, they turned their backs on us and helped them to attack
us. i was the only one of my brothers to survive. and i nearly died in
the process.. i will never forget that day. the wolves did it for one
thing, money. which the vampire, corbane had. we ended up leaving
for a time, but once all the commotion died down my family and i
moved back, i never gave up the werewolf form. i was intent on
getting them back for what they'd done. but i knew i couldn't do it
just in the last few years a coven moved into the area, and like
last time, with the vampires coming, so did the wolves. this time
i was sure it was corbane hearing i'd returned and i readied the wolves
we were going to get sexton and corbane at last. of course, that
never happened. this coven was not corbane's it was another's.
victrola. i was short to trust him, but once he showed me he brought
no harm, i saw no reason not to allow him to stay, maybe they could
even help when corbane came?
i never told him the story. i figured it best if he never know. of course
then it happened. someone, a human girl, died, and immediately i
accused victrola's coven. but they were proven innocent. and the
true killer was found once another one near died. corbane was back
and it seemed as though victrola and corbane had a past, on
bad terms. that was good news for me. we banded together with
victrola. and that leaves us where we are now. i cannot wait to get my
revenge on that corbane bastard and sexton, that traitor. i'm sick
of living in the shadows of my past and i will avenge my dead comrades
or it will be the death of me. myself.
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