halloween
Get into the Halloween spirit; all about trick or treating, spooky costumes, Halloween decorations and haunted houses for October 31st and all year round.
Carnival: Carol of The Bells
A young man named Alex was bored on a bus taking him to his childhood home. The snow was light but the bus was silent. His older sister, Mary, was supposed to get on at the next stop. Though it had been five years, it felt longer. Yet, he was somewhat excited to see her and their dad. He remembered that his last Christmas with his family was also the last time he saw his mother alive.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Goblin Bites: Scary Stories 10
When Carl and Philip moved into their new home, they were filled with hope. The house used to belong to Carl's grandmother, who had bequeathed her home to them in her will. They had been wanting to move out of the city and back into the suburbs ever since their daughter, Lucy, was born, but could never afford to move out of their small apartment until now.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Horror
Goblin Bites: Scary Stories 9
Many eons ago, there was a small village. Life in the village was peaceful, until a horrific plague began sweeping througout the land. The villages and towns of that day and age were no stranger to plague, but this one - dubbed the Blood Plague - was the worse any had ever seen. In the span of a single day, the Blood Plague had been said to wipe out every member of a village completely; it wouldn't spare any soul, slaying the newborn and the ancient alike in its path of destruction.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Horror
Goblin Bites: Scary Stories 8
Ben absolutely hated carnivals. Everything from the rattletrap rides that were one loose bolt away from collapsing, the greasy, disgusting food that was literally Salmonella in a paper boat, and those annoying, terrible midway games. The midway games to him were the worst: every single one was totally rigged, so you always wound up spending three months allowance on trying to win a stupid, threadbare little plush toy you could buy at any discount toy store. On top of that there was always a crowd at the carnival, meaning hours upon hours of pushing and shoving to even get anywhere while trying not to get trampled by snot-nosed little kids and their often obese, negligent mothers.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Horror
Moths to a Flickering Light. Top Story - October 2022.
At night we used to walk for hours. After dark, the light was strange on the west side of the city. The whiff of sulfur came from the streetlamps. They glowed a poisonous orange color that robbed the skin of its beauty and the sky of its stars. A cheap form of lighting, or so they said.
By Amethyst Qu3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Children's Toys
Charlie was a small boy, no more than 5. Charlie’s favorite thing was cookies and stuffed animals. In that order. One day, Charlie was playing in his dad’s backyard. He had come to like being there with all his toys. He didn’t mind all the yelling anymore. If it got bad, he would close his eyes and imagine playing with the toys. He knew he could always be happy in his imagination with his toys. Something always interrupted though. Like when his father pulled him from the backyard, through his mom’s house, past his mom holding her fancy clear cup, past his dad, into the car, and headed to his father’s house. This is how Charlie understood weekends.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Jeffry Hates Jack-O-Lanterns
Jeffrey Hated Jack-o-Lanterns This was a problem since his Home Town was known as the Jack O Lantern capital of the United States. Every year, the town was host to thousands, if not millions, of carved horrors. It had become a point of pride for the small midwestern town. The town had been full of pumpkins since its founding back in the eighteen hundreds, and the town was filled with glowing, grinning gourds from September till April. The public commons had three large greenhouses that grew pumpkins during the cold months, and no citizen had to pay for a pumpkin. Jeffry was pretty sure that it came out of their taxes, along with road work and the police force.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Dear Heart
I’m planting tulips when I hear them. Voices, drifting smoke-like through the trees. Standing, I listen, staring at the bare earth. Thinking of the tulips that, come spring, will press through the dirt to spread white petals for the sun. They’re Swan Wings. Agatha’s favourite.
By Lauren Everdell3 years ago in Horror
When It Snows on Halloween
Halloween is a big deal in my town. Every house goes all out in a competition to see who can freak out the most kids. Luckily for us, they also compete to see who can give out the best candy. It’s pretty great. And this year, my friends and I were finally old enough to go trick or treating alone.
By Becks Byrne3 years ago in Horror
