Death of a Pumpkin

The pumpkin sat in a big box at a store with a bunch of other pumpkins waiting to be picked by a family and taken home.  Chester was so excited about the opportunity to be in somebody’s house.  He waited patiently as many of the other pumpkins were picked and taken.  The box was getting more and more empty. “Hey, mom, what about this one?” he heard a boy say, lifting Chester out of the box to show his mother. “Are you sure that’s the one you want?” his mother said.  “It seems a little oddly shaped.” “It’s perfect for what I want,” the boy replied. “Okay, put it in the cart.  I need to pick up a few more things.” The boy tossed Chester in the cart and the mother continued her shopping. Chester was thrilled!  He was finally going to get to go to somebody’s house for Halloween!  All the other pumpkins were talking about what a great

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Lisa donned her costume for the party, eager to show off the witch she was going to become.  She carefully applied her makeup and styled her hair just right before putting on the hat.  “Perfect!” she said to her reflection in the mirror. She made her way down the stairs and skipped into the kitchen to show her parents and her grandmother who was visiting from out of town. “Who’s this?” her grandmother said, looking at her. “It’s me, Grandma,” Lisa replied.  “Do you like my costume?” “You are a very beautiful witch,” her grandmother replied, looking at Lisa’s parents for clarification. “That’s Lisa, mom,” her mother explained. “Who’s Lisa?” It was then that everyone started to appear concerned.  Why didn’t Grandma recognize her?  It was just a costume, and her face was clearly shown. “Grandma, are you okay?” Her grandmother sat down in a chair and looked around.  She obviously recognized Lisa’s mother and her father, but when her

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Halloween Nightmares

Sabrina made her way to the barn where she thought she heard a strange noise.  She was used to the sounds the horses made when settling in for the night, but this was different.  She opened the barn door and was startled when an owl came swooping out, screeching its battle cry as it flew through the air.  She laughed at herself for being so jumpy. She thought for a moment to blame the sound on the offending owl, but realized it wasn’t the culprit when she heard the sound again.  It was a faint rattling sound of chains.  She crept into the dark barn, feeling blindly for the light switch.  A cool breeze chilled her and she shivered uncontrollably. “Stop being so silly,” she berated herself.  “This is your home.  It’s not a place to be afraid of.”  The moaning began then.  It sounded like someone was dying.  She quickly found the light and tried to turn it on,

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Black Cat Crossed My Path

“Great!  A black cat on a Sunday can’t be a good thing!” Eloise thought to herself and she finished up the morning dishes.  The cat just crossed beneath the kitchen window.  Eloise wasn’t normally a superstitious person, but her day already had weird twists of fate occurring. First there was the phone call from her mother saying that she was going to be coming to stay for a week.  Apparently her father was out of town on business and her mother thought it would be a good time for a visit.  It’s not that Eloise didn’t like spending time with her mother, but this wasn’t a very good week for her.  Her mother was expected at five o’clock today, so Eloise was going to have to go to the grocery store to pick up something for dinner. Next, as she was making breakfast for herself, she dropped a glass of orange juice on the floor.  The shattered glass and juice

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There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.  ~George Carlin I found a place that I like to hide.  It’s a lonely place, but they don’t go there.  It’s beyond the riverbed, underneath a high cliff and behind a waterfall.  It’s difficult for them to maneuver the sharp ledges and turns.  But I’m more limber than they are.  And I have hands where they only have paws. My name is Alice.  I am the last living human in this region.  I know there are other humans still alive out there, but they are miles away and I’d have to go through their territory to get there.  I’m not willing to do that. I can survive here for years.  There is plenty of food and water supply.  I should be able to outlive them.  They are carnivores.  Eventually they will consume their entire food supply and either die off or move on to more rich territory. 

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Ghosts of Animals Past

  “Mama, do animals go to heaven when they die?” my daughter asks as we drive passed a pasture where some horses are frolicking and grazing. “Yes, sweetie,” I answered. “But they have a special place that God created just for them.” “Do you think they come back on Halloween to visit their family like humans do?” she asked. We had just been discussing the meaning of Halloween earlier that day, so the question didn’t surprise me. “I don’t know, sweetie. I never really thought about it,” I answered. “Why do you ask?” “No reason,” she answered, giggling as we arrived at the Halloween party her friend was having. After I had dropped her off and was driving home, I felt as if a dog was licking my face. Out of the corner of my eye I could see our dog, Sam, sitting on the front seat of the car, happily waiting for me to pet him. The only problem

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Queen of Witches

Aradia carefully prepared the altar for the Samhain ritual. Being a solitary witch in the middle of a forest had its advantages of privacy, but she knew it wouldn’t be long before others began to arrive. She lovingly placed the mementos of those long passed on the altar to honor them this holy night. Then she offered the feast of the fruits of the harvest; baked bread, squash, baked apples with cinnamon, pecan pie and mulled wine. Candles were carefully placed around the altar to illuminate the offerings. She drew the circle and began her chant to the four corners, calling on the protections of the ancients. Then she began to sing her praise to the God and Goddess. The wind blew gently around her, causing her robes to swirl about her legs. She heard them first. Their voices joining with her. Singing the song in joyous celebration. All around her the ghosts of her ancestors began to form, laughing

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Adrianna sat at her dressing table attempting to get ready for the Halloween party her work was sponsoring. “Mirror, mirror, on the wall… It’s useless!” she exclaims throwing down her eyeliner on the table. “I’ll never be beautiful!” The man’s face appeared in the mirror with a look of disapproval. “But you are beautiful, my dear.” “No, I’m not. Look at me; I’m starting to get wrinkles. And there are age spots. And then there is my gray hair.” “You are gorgeous,” he responded. “You just need to see yourself as others see you.” In the mirror appeared a beautiful woman. The image was similar to that of Adrianna, except that there were no wrinkles, no age spots and the gray hair was actually shimmering. Adrianna smiled. “That’s better,” he said. “Now go to that party and show them what you are made of.” Adrianna entered the banquet hall where the party was being held. Ahead of her, Julia, the

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Mad World

Sally donned the blue dress, the white, lace-up boots and fixed her blonde wig perfectly. She was very excited about her costume and was anxious to get to the party and show all of her friends. It was an Alice in Wonderland theme and they each were assigned a role to “play”. She, of course, was Alice and her boyfriend, Steve, was to play the Mad Hatter. She stepped out of the door of her apartment and suddenly felt very disoriented. The world spun around her and she passed out. When she came to, she was in another place. All around her were odd plants and animals that looked nothing like the real animals. They were like people. Suddenly, someone grabbed her and spun her around and hugged her, “Alice! You’ve come back! I knew you would return! I knew you wouldn’t leave us forever!” It was a madman with blazing red hair, a strange hat and a pale face.

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Aradia slept in her bed, trapped in a dream that scared her to death. The Devil’s face was cast in her antique mirror that hung over her dressing table. He was laughing at her, taunting her with his ability to make her do his will. He moved her body like it was a rag doll. He tossed her around and made her do hand-stands on the posts of her daybed. When he was done with her, he threw her onto the bed with a thud. Her bed bounced with the impact as she came fully awake. Shaking and dazed, she left her room and went down the stairs to where her mother and brother sat in the living room. “What’s wrong?” her mother asked, noting that Aradia looked as if she had seen a ghost. She grabbed Aradia’s arm when she noticed writing upon it. Upon her arm was the word “DIE” written backwards in brown ink. Inspired by: 31

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