Halloween : A Short Story : The Story Of Halloween

It was a dark, cold Halloween night. The wind rustled the leaves, and the tree branches reached out to the street like hands towards the young trick-or-treaters. The moon put off an eerie glow, and the crisp air whistled a frightening tune. Casper street was full of young children anxious to get their savory Halloween candies, but one group of kids was more interested in a tale the older people had told them the last year. Paxton, Ryley, Deangelo, and Jake were not interested in the candy but the old house at the end of the neighborhood. They could not quite remember the details of the story but the house, and the way it was described. It was an old, black house..no exterior or interior lighting. It’s grass had not been cut, and the glass windows were shattered.

Jenna felt her stomach begin to growl and she thought of the dinner her father had prepared for them before he’d left for work. Spaghetti and meatballs with cheesy garlic bread, her absolute favorite. The very thought of it was now making Jenna 's mouth water as she licked her lips in hunger. She silently wished that she would have eaten earlier with her father back when he had just finished cooking it. That was right before he had kissed her on the cheek, told her he loved her, and headed off to work the night shift as a paramedic at Saint Christopher 's Hospital. But, she was too excited about Halloween to eat just then, the anticipation of trick-or-treating being such a short time away filling her every thought with joy. She was a

One day a little girl that lived in the neighborhood had been murdered. So they can’t go trick or treating alone and they had to go in a group with a parent

Out I went into the meadow, Where the moon was shining brightly, And the oak-tree’s lengthening shadows On the sloping sward did lean; For I longed to see the goblins, And the dainty-footed fairies, And the gnomes, who dwell in caverns, But come forth on Halloween. “All the spirits, good and evil, Fay and pixie, witch and wizard, On this night will sure be stirring," Thought I, as I walked along; “And if Puck, the merry wanderer, Or her majesty, Titania, Or that Mab who teases housewives If their housewifery be wrong, Should but condescend to meet me”— But my thoughts took sudden parting,

It was a warm fall night Grace, Hannan, Jack, and I planned to trick or treat together. “Hey we should go on my street,” said Grace. Hannan and I cheered in agreement. Jack left a joined his friends. We walked to Grace’s street. As we arrived on the dark street we shivered in fear. “I think we should go back,” Bella said. “Well, you can go back,” Grace said. Bella turned back. We kept walking we finally reached Grace’s house. We went to the house at the end of the street. All the lights were off we rang the doorbell. A zombie came to the door. “Here’s some candy.” An old lady with dark under her eyes and all black clothes said as she threw candy at us.“It’s is really dark.” Hannan said. It was a long walk back. “ We should take the path,”

A common story told around Halloween is the tale of the Headless Horseman. Within the past century, both Disney and Hollywood have given their views on the classic tale. Disney holds most of the original concept of Irving 's tale than the Tim Burton’s movie. However, the changes in the bridge scene, the concept of the characters, and the horseman takes valuable meaning away from Irving 's timeless classic “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.”

We Entered the Fully furnished antique home avoiding the broken glass pieces stuck around the perimeter of the window. The wallpaper was peeling and the furniture was eaten up by mice and rats. We walk around the room for five minutes silent until Grayson breaks the silence of course saying “Woah creepy” pointing at the large family portrait with each face smudged out with black ink. “Well let's look around then just leave” I say with Aleisha backing me up. “Nah nah” Grayson alluded in perfect harmony with my brother adding “Leigh Settle its just a house an old house”. “The Pattison Murder house where like everyone in the family was apparently killed by the son” Aleisha interjected. “Key word there, apparently” Grayson laughed rolling his eyes.I let out a slight sigh as I walked down the Hall with Aleisha. The Floors creaked and parts of the ceiling were smothered with Black

It was all going well before Alexis and Alice left. Their mom told them they could go by themselves since they both had phones. They were going as a devil and angel. They were so excited to finally go trick or treating by themselves. The clock struck 6 p.m. and they left for trick-or-treating.

Since arriving home from the cemetery, Hannah had not spoken a word to her parents; instead she sat blankly staring at her roof, while her thoughts and feelings filled the space around her. Fixed in a daydream, Hannah sat up from her bed as she became startled from the creek of the opening of her door. As the door opened, a dark figure stood in the middle of the doorway, while the light from the rest of the house consumed every wall of her room. Shadows began to move from wall to wall as Hannah’s mum made her way over to Hannah’s bed. Seeing her mum standing at the end of her bed, Hannah let out a loud sigh as rolled over into her pillow.

It was a foggy night on Halloween Many think that the barrier between our world and the underworld are at the weakest point well let's find out Me and my friends love Halloween we can be anyone or anything for only one day out of the year.Every year me and my friends lucy,who is a more scientific person believes every thing should be proven she has black hair blue eyes Parker,wants some money he has blond hair and green eyes and Eleanor is a scaredy cat she has white hair and brown eyes.we take a trip to my parents cabin in the louisiana swamp It is great this time of year because we always go looking for unusual things out of this world things paranormal things. We always see something but you never let them see you!

I woke up in the morning and turned on my holographic phone. After I got out of bed my automatic clothes changer put me in a Halloween costume! When I saw the Halloween costume I immediately thought of my friends, Oliver Queen and Kara Danver. I picked up my phone then yelled to my mom that I was going over to the Queen’s family house.

“So kids, every Halloween, it is said that her ghost, roams the empty hallways of this very school, searching for another female student to take her place.” The students were now on the edge of their wooden seats, eyes wide, listening to every word Mr. Morris said. All of a sudden the loud bell breaks the silence, making each one of them jump.

I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s so, priceless. So, very, intimidating. It’s like thousands of diamonds clumped together to form a new one. And what is this object, you may ask? Well, that isn’t important right now. The thing that is important is that I want it. To get it, I’ll need to steal it! Now, does that make me a thief, you should ask? Well, you’ll need to keep going as I’m about to tell you the story of my attempt on getting it. It all started on Thursday November 1 2009, which makes this not a Halloween story, when I woke up to the sound of children screaming at the top of their lungs when some other kid tripped and dropped his candy. Now, can you guess why they were screaming? It wasn’t the candy, but it was his knee. He was oozing out blueish whitish blood all over my sidewalk. Then he fainted. The next morning, the ooze was still there. After three days, before I even glanced over at my porch, a man who lived three doors down picks up the thin rectangular object that now looks very light blue gets picked up. I know this may seem crazy, but this can be worth millions. Heck, that thing’s got to be at least one million dollars. First of all, why would he pick it up in the first place, huh? On that very same night I carefully and quietly snuck over to this man’s house. I took his mail just because and found out his name was Hune Mi Buthurts (pronounced honey my butt hurts.) I was glad my name wasn’t anything like that, so I continued. The problem was that

Later that night, when Josie was dressed up as Red Riding Hood, and Jason was the Big Bad Wolf, they went trick or treating. Josie’s friend, Wendy had to cancel on them, because she had to go trick or treating with her little sister. Josie knew all the houses that gave out good candy, so they hit all the jack pots. It was getting late out, and there was one more house Josie wanted to go to. It was getting dark out, and most of the houses had there lights off. Josie was determined to go to this one

“In the year of 1989, there was a street named Elm, in the state of Wyoming. Few chose to live on that street, and they all knew about the haunted house, up on the hill, on the west side of town, coming off of Elm. Once, I spent the week with some friends and, Halloween came upon us, while I stayed with them.” I was telling my first-grade brother and his friends stories to scare them out of their wits. Besides, no one wants little kids tagging along with you to go trick or treating, when you could go with your friends to Haunted Houses, and not ones set up by the town hall. “We were just about to pass the house, not thinking anything of it, when we heard a moan coming from Old Man Reaper’s house.” Their eyes grew wide with fear. Mr. G.