I have been asked many times if I believed in Bloody Mary. Truth is, I do. But not entirely. What I mean is, I don’t believe in all the stories that YOU might believe. I believe in the rare, hard to come by story. This is it:
Many, many years ago their lived a beautiful girl named Mary. She was a good girl, which she had to be, considering her father was the church priest. She was about 15 when a new family moved into town. A wife, and a husband. Mary first met the husband in church. Then, he became a friend of her family.
In a couple of months, Mary ended up pregnant. This was in the time when if you didn’t tell who the father was, you got killed. Mary never told, for she loved this man. When her father found out she was pregnant, the rest of the town did too. She was pulled to the front of the church one day.
She was asked who the father was. On the third time, and this was all her fathers doing, it was proclaimed that she was carrying Satan’s child. The hole time she waited for the man she loved to step forward and admit it, but he was too busy cuddling with his wife.
Mary was taken to a tree, called the hanging tree. Every one in town showed up. Mary stood strong through it all. She stood strong through the prayer, she stood strong through everyone spitting in her direction.
Because she still wouldn’t tell who the father was, or admit she was working with Satan, the father took out a cutting knife. Everyone in town took turns cutting her face. It was to show that engaging with the devil made even the beautifulest girls became ugly. Then, it was his turn.
He took the knife and walked up to her. Everyone was so far back, he barely had to whisper. He said,” This is all your fault.”
Mary looked him in the eye, and spat on him. That’s when he stabbed her in the stomach.
Then he slashed her face four times, one slash for each letter in her name. He then took a mirror, and held it in front of her face. That’s when they pulled the board out from under her. Right before her neck snapped, her soul, the angry part, flew into the mirror.
She now is a slave to the mirror and can only come out to kill. Once she reaches 15 million kills, she is freed from her curse. If you want to help her get free, all you have to do is:
Get blood red lipstick,
Write your name, and the names of the people you want killed,
Spin around four times,
Say either: I believe in Mary Worth.
Bloody Mary,
Or I killed you baby Mary
Three times at midnight on Halloween,
And during all this you must have no one else in the house,
And the sink and tub must be filled with water and a teaspoon of your blood.
In each.
But beware,
Whom evers name is on the mirror,
Will die,
Go crazy,
Or be pulled into the mirror with her.
Remember, your name is the first one on.
And that’s the truth.
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 31.01.2012
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