The Little Ghost of Whitmore House

The New England town of Orbington was a typical American town — white picket fences, mailboxes on the side of the road, and a cheerful evening filled with children’s laughter and games every Halloween.

But that Halloween night in 1978 was a little different.

It was bitterly cold that year. The air smelled of snow and the rustling of leaves made a strange whisper. But the townspeople were busy decorating their homes, buying candy, and getting their children dressed.

However, that night, a child, five-year-old Billy Harris, put on his little ghost costume and went trick-or-treating alone. His parents didn’t pay much attention to him — they thought he would go with the neighborhood kids. But no one noticed, Billy was alone.

He went door to door, saying, “Trick or Treat!”

But most of the houses had their lights turned off. Some people didn’t open the door, some got annoyed and closed the door without giving them candy.

Finally, shivering in the cold, Billy arrived at the old, abandoned Whitmore house on the edge of town. This house had been rumored for years—it was said to be haunted.

But Billy didn’t know.

He knocked on the door. There was no answer. He knocked again.

“Trick or treat…”

His voice seemed to disappear into the air. Then…

The door opened. With a crack.

Billy went in.

But he never came back.

Years went by. The town forgot about Billy. The families eventually moved away.

But then, every Halloween, strange things started happening.

The little children would complain that a little boy dressed in a ‘ghost’ costume was stealing their candy.

Sometimes his voice could be heard outside the window—“Trick or Treat… No one’s giving?”

And strange things would happen to the houses of those who didn’t give candy. No one knew how, but their pets would go missing, the doors would be broken, and sometimes there would be red writing on the walls—

“You forgot me.”

On Halloween 2019, a new family, the O’Connors, bought the Whitmore house and moved in. Their 7-year-old son, Timmy, had decorated the house with great enthusiasm. He had put candy in a huge bowl.

At night, he ran to the door when he heard a knock on the door.

He looked—no one was there.

Knocked again.

He opened the door and looked—far away on the side of the road, in the light fog, stood a small child, dressed in an old, white ‘ghost’ costume.

Timmy yelled, “Hey! Come on, here’s the candy!”

But the child, like a shadow, slowly disappeared instead of moving forward.

As the night wore on, strange noises began to occur in the O'Connors' house. Glass panes began to break, and handprints appeared on the wall of Timmy's room—small, tiny hands.

The writing on the wall—“Give me too.”

Their dog, Sam, suddenly barked, and then, as if frightened by something, ran out of the house.

On his way to his mother's room, Timmy saw that the candy bowl was upside down, and the little boy was standing by the window with a candy in his hand. There were tears in his eyes, but a strange, cruel smile on his face.

He said, “You gave it to me this time. Didn't you?”

The next day, the news spread throughout the town. “At the Whitmore house again…”

Every year on Halloween night, the townspeople now united to leave a small candy bowl in front of the Whitmore house.

There is a small note written on the side of the bowl—

“Billy, I didn’t forget this time.”

But no one knows, will this really calm down the forgotten trick-or-treater?

Or will he come back one day, to get revenge for not getting the candy?