scary story

The Fairways Park used to be the place everyone looked forward to going to. The kids would run joyfully from ride to ride, game to game.  The park was a hit for everyone. For the couples on the Ferris wheel. The gleeful smiles of the little kids as balloon animals were formed. Laughs were exchanged as families dressed up for the photo booth. There were happy and cheerful colors everywhere. It seemed like there was almost always perfect weather on the days it was open. During the holidays there would be different activities to be part of. It was the hit of the town, all year round. It was so good that people would travel from out of town for a day of fun. It was so happy and cheerful that the kids weren’t even afraid of the clowns.

The park was closed now. It had been for a while now. No one really knows what happened.  Some say that it was foreclosure. Others say that the owner was murdered. Others say he just moved away and wasn’t able to sell it. Ever since then the weather seemed to have a creepy, eerie chill and it was always cloudy.

Families didn’t come anymore. The kids would run for their lives. Hiding from the clowns that chased them with bloody knives. There were no more bright and cheery colors. Everything was worn down. Some things had rust, others were blackened with dirt. Most of the stands were knocked over. So was the Ferris wheel. Whenever the wind would blow, the wheel would make a back-crawling screech as it spun. The old music box from the magic show, had been knocked onto the ground and slightly broken. It still played music, but much slower and like a broken record. Blood would drip out of the cracks of the teacup ride cups. Sometimes people who lived a few miles away would claim to hear screams coming from the park. Some people say that the screams come from innocent victims who were just passing through the town. But nobody, not even the police, was brave enough to go in to find out for sure. Sometimes teenagers would go in on dares but come running out screaming as they ran. It is said that someone was hung and that the body is still there hanging in the house of mirrors. But no one has gone in to see for certain.

Halloween Spirits

Story:

   As I looked at the Jack-o-Lantern, it seemed to be looking back at me. Then… I heard cracking and snapping as these long wood-like vines grew out of the Jack-o-Lantern. I don’t know what’s worse, the fact that this Jack-o-Lantern now had arms and legs and its eyes were slightly glowing or the fact that it was coming to life and coming after me. And since it had long legs it was coming after me at great speed. 

   As I ran for my life, I thought to myself, ‘what did I do to set it off to want to come after me?’ but more importantly I thought ‘how on earth do you outrun a Jack-o-Lantern, and where should I go?’ I never thought that I would have to ask myself this. 

   I just barely turned my head to see how far behind me he was. Not very far. But what was even more startling was the fangs. His nicely carve square pumpkin teeth were apparently not enough so he had to turn them into a full set of fangs. I was like ‘really?!’ 

   Our town library was only a few feet away. I dashed between it and this other small building. I didn’t hear anything so I think I lost him. But probably only for a minute or two. I went in through a window that doesn’t lock well. I ran to the back where the shelves of books were packed in fairly tight. I went down one aisle, slid down and sat.  As I tried to catch my breath I hoped that I had lost him for good. But, I think I was wrong.

    I heard someone, or something, something like an evil Jack-o-Lantern that came to life. It was coming closer. I knew it was in the back of the library with me. My heart started pounding and I felt like I had never caught my breath and that I never would again. I looked down the aisle one way and then the next, then in front of me. What I saw next was pretty frightening. He was looking through the bookshelf straight at me. Glowing eyes and mouth full of fangs. And with his viney hand he motioned for me to come to him as he said "Come here, come now or I will get you." I passed out after that. 

   The next thing I know is I woke up in this hospital bed, being told that I would be OK. I then asked how I got there and why I was there and my mom told me that I was found passed out in the backyard of our house. I told her that that couldn’t be because I had been chased to the library, she just told me to go back to sleep and that I had just dreamed. I knew that it was no dream.

 Poem:

The black bat brought a spooky wind as it flew over me,

As it flew over me as I lit the candle for the Jack-o-Lantern that I had carved out of a pumpkin.

Out of the pumpkin the face of a witch.

A pumpkin once orange now painted green.

The night with its chilly wind had a scary feeling.

A scary feeling that I did not like. 

I went to the candy bowl to find something to help ease my nerves.

Three Sentence Story:

I was putting my Halloween costume on when I heard something moving in my closet... It seemed to be laughing. I live alone.