User blog comment:Witnessme/Creepypasta Short Story Contest/@comment-5135736-20151009125212

There was once a girl named Molly and her mother, Katherine. Molly had a 15-year-old sister named Julie. One Halloween morning when Molly was 7, she accidentally fell on a pole while playing on her trampoline, which stabbed her through her heart. Her mother was distraught. Instead of burying her, she had her dipped in hot wax, making her into a statue. She had her placed in her living room, where everyone could see her. One year later, Julie had her Sweet 16 Halloween party at Katherine's house while her mother was at a friend's Halloween party. She invited 30 friends, all girls who were 16 years old at the time Julie turned 16, 8 of which were now 17. When Katherine got home at 11:00 that night, she realized that something wasn't right. Molly's statue was missing, and Julie and her friends were nowhere to be found. When she checked the back yard, thinking Julie took the party outside due to lack of room, she thought she saw Molly's statue. When she got closer, however, she realized with horror that it was a statue of Julie, complete with a carving knife sticking out of her chest near her heart. The parents of her 30 friends awoke to find their daughter's statue as well. 31 girls, 23 of them being 16 years old, and 8 being 17 years old, died on October 31st when Molly would have been 8 years old. 31 girls. October 31st. 8 17-year-olds. 8 years old. Moral of the story? Give people a proper burial, or you'll be sorry. THE END