The Weeping Bride

Appearance
Ghost white skin, white hair, A torn and bloody wedding dress with her ribs sticking out. Tears that turned black after death and black eyes

Origin
Once there was a wealthy family, they lived a happy life. Especially their daughter Vivane.

When Vivane was 16 she fell in love with a boy named Terrance. They were dating for 4 years and were really happy together. By the time they were 20 Terrance wanted to spend the rest of his life with Vivane, so he proposed, and of course Vivane said yes. But on the day of the wedding the husband never showed up. Vivane waited, and waited for her husband to be. 4 hours passed and the guest started leaving. Vivane ran into the back room and started weeping.

Soon it started to storm, Vivanes parents were no help they disappeared too. Vivane was worried about them and started searching in the storm; she didn't care if the brand new wedding dress was torn. They were more important. The wedding was held in a forest and a limousine was scheduled to pick her up but it never showed. So she walked by herself. She stood underneath a blooming weeping willow tree shivering in her long soaked dress, she fell to the ground and started crying...and crying. Crying. And crying. Till she herself made a small river of her own tears...

The storm roared on, The wind stung her half frozen skin, soon a bolt of lightning struck the willow tree. Causing it to fall crushing every bone she had and making her rib cage burst out of her skin showing pure white bloody ribs. Her high pitch scream was not heard in the night while desperately trying to get out from under the willow tree. Blood was everywhere. Her own tears right beside her and blood all over was all she saw when she died. Even after her death she still roams the stormy summer nights searching for her husband for she can't leave earth till she fulfills her purpose. So she roams, taking the souls of the people she sees, not sparing a single one until she finds her long lost husband. But little did she know her husband was watching her from above the clouds but his calls were not heard.

They say if you visit a willow tree during a nighttime summer storm it is said that you can hear her moans and cries for help. And if you see her ghost. You better pray. ‘Cause you can't outrun her, and you can't hide. All you can do is sit there watching her come until you can't see any more. She will leave your body with a bone sticking out of your cracked neck.