Azmo's Halloween story contest

Three days ago, Lisa throw a afternoon party at his house. He invited a few friends. pretty cool party, but one of his friends Donnie has a sixth sense saw a little boy smiling at him and then ran through the kitchen. and Donnie said, "why run away ?". no one saw it except Donnie. Donnie went back and talked to his friend.

30 minutes later, when Lisa prepare meals for guests in the kitchen, the little boy called Lisa. and lisa not be surprised, just like a normal little boy she had known it. he asked her to come with him. he said "want to see grandma ?" (ps: lisa's grandmother had died a year ago) and lisa nodded. so lisa walked out of the kitchen to the abandoned old wells in his backyard. and the little boy jumped into the well and lisa followed. ...

Info : True Story, happened to my friend's family. and in Indonesia some old house still keep old well. and the boy is like the boy in ju on only he's bald-headed, like this :


Sorry for my english and very short story, hope you like it.

make sure nothing behind you

 

bump bump bump !!!

 

Sweet goosebumps! Need more bedtime stories <3

 

Shall I?
No... I'm vulgar usually
G'luck to every participants though.

 

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Even though i really fail at this stuff all that imagining.. thinking.. (<~ needs a better hamster)
Well yeah i simply wrote what came to mind, and it ended up kind of :love: at the end =,=
Still its kinda embarrassing..:annoyed:
does it have to be really scary or?

Unexpected Visit
Koishi

It was a rather cold but warm night, the only thing that made noise was nature itself.
A happy yet unhappy person thought it was the perfect night for a smoke.
Outside looking at the full moon, simply thinking how beautiful it looks, how he would want this to last forever.
He sat down on a chair and continued to look at at the moon as if it put a spell on him,
He continued to look at it and for some reason he started to feel all scared, making his blood boil and trying to drive him crazy.

All of a sudden the whole moon turned red as if it was bleeding.
While he kept on staring at it something in the air was flying toward him at full speed,
Even though he was scared he was also fascinated by it.
He didn't know what it was, only that it looked beautiful and wanted to befriend whoever it was.
When the person came into reach she suddenly stopped in front of him.

In front of him was a young girl that looked like his age, with beautiful long silver hair, red eyes and a pair of rabbit ears on her head.
.........What are you? he said.
I am a rabbit.
...R-r-rabbit...?
Yes a rabbit, i came from the moon, u didn't know?
..No?..huh?...
Suddenly he looked into her eyes driving him completely crazy exposing all of his weaknesses and forgotten pain.
AAAHHHH~!!!
Mm, what is it? she said.
Ahh..Ah..Ahh..Ehh... and he suddenly passes out.

When the boys wakes a short while later from having extreme nightmares the girl was nowhere to be found.
Dream...huh...
Downstairs he saw the same girl before he passed out and tries to suddenly attack her, but in vain he was driven to the ground by insanity.
U shouldn't do such scary things boy, u might end up getting hurt.
What!? ARE YOU!?
I told you that i am rabbit, if u are wondering why u are so hurt like that its because i drove u all mad for the fun.
For the fun? are u joking me? he said.
*sigh* Yeah *smiles*, My eyes have the power to drive people mad by letting them remember their past trauma's, the pain they received..
Its your own fault for staring so much into my eyes.


All of a sudden he had to laugh like a maniac, having finally cooled down he didn't feel that scared of his own past anymore.
Ehm, why is a Moon Rabbit suddenly here at my house actually?
I don't know either, i was asleep and the moment i woke up i noticed that i was falling down to the earth,
And at that moment i saw someone outside and thought that he might be able to help me for a night.
I did receive a annoying message though, to drive everyone mad at this special night.
Even though i only wanted to sleep in peace.
Still i guess when the night is over i will end up returning to the moon.
He knew that even though she was pretty scary she doesn't mean any harm at all.

Suddenly he was kind of happy that he wasn't so lonely and ended up talking with her about many things.
After a while he asked her, when the night is over will i ever see you again?
I don't know myself, i might and i might not, but if possible i will try to come here again *blush*

Suddenly dawn appeared and the girl that he liked dissapeared hoping to meet her again.
On this special holy night for just the 2 of them.

 

Hey I wanna entry for this event but I have some questions.
1- If you say is "No more than 5 paragraph". Why I saw some stories with more paragraphs? :S
2- Can I do it in spanish? >.< If I cant I will try to do it in english but will be weird for read xD

 

as long as its something YOU wrote yourself then its okay if it goes a little over. however i do have to deny the spanish part as i cant understand spanish

 

bum bump bump again !

 

once again bump and bump

 

more entries please !!!!!

 

**sigh** bump bump bump

 

tick tock tick tock running out of time !

 

okay peoples tomorrow is the last day for this event. get your stories in !!!!

 

U N R E A L I T Y
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Woken up from this dead rest, suddenly I realize, I'm not in my bed. A dark, filthy, and quite musty corridor with blood on the walls engulfed me. Completely littered with bits of twigs and leaves. Some horrible rotten smell lingering in the air. Where am I? 'Surely', I think to myself, 'I can't be alone. It's not possible, I'm not the only one here. It can't be. THIS isn't real. THIS is a dream if I ever saw one.' Is this the feeling of panic? My fingers are numb, I can feel my heart pounding almost out of my chest. As if someone's hammering out my ribs from the inside. Some... Alien related trauma. But I don't see Sigourney Weaver, so this must be reality. I have to get out.


I lift my back up off the pavement, propping myself against the wall behind me. So much unbearable pain, my spine tingling where I can feel cuts and bits of jagged flesh. There's blood everywhere and a serrated blade off into the distance. Was I tortured? There's no use thinking about that now. I must escape this place. I pick myself up, sliding my back against the wall to maintain my balance. The smooth, warm feeling of blood against my bare back. It's almost comforting. I hobble as fast as I can to the nearest door in sight. It's too much work to scream, my lungs feel flat. Cautiously while pressing my head against the door, too weak to lift my arms, I mumble, 'help me, help me, help me, help me, help me'. I can feel tears rushing down my cheeks. I'm going to die.


The lights turn off. Adrenaline suddenly rushes through my veins and I can feel the grasping sense of consciousness take hold of me once again. "I'm not dead yet", I reason with myself. Though I might as well be, this place seems a lot like hell. There is a blood curdling silence, then, I hear the door at the far end of the corridor, open. What may have been 10 seconds seemed like an eternity. "Is there anyone here?! Anyone!?", a man's voice, unfamiliar but completely consoling. Unable to breath, I realize I cannot yell for help, nor scream for mercy, no matter how badly I may need to. I pick up my feet, conjuring energy from thin air, hurling myself towards the voice as fast as I possibly can. My legs trembling with excitement. This IS the best moment of my life.


"STOP WHERE YOU ARE", the man yells at me with a forceful voice. A beaming glare of light hits my eyes. A shroud of blackness behind him, it must be far past midnight. "Dear god! what in Sam Hill happened to you?", the man steps closer hesitantly, as if somehow on edge. A bald middle aged man with a ragged grey beard stands in front of me. A police officer. Pointing the flashlight around the room, the man suddenly stops. I look up to see the officer with a bewildered look on his face instantly turns to a pale white. The flashlight trembling in his hands. I dare turn my head to see. A dark black figure with horns as big as my forearm stood just inches behind me. A giant with pitch black skin, and the legs of a horse. What looked like a lion's mane covered its head. From behind the peaks of hair were glowing, menacing, red eyes that seemed terrible. My heart sunk down into my stomach. This had to be the work of pure evil.


The man let out a horrific scream. Every inch of my body trembled with fear. As the dark figure stepped past me, it seemed almost disconnected from me entirely. The man pulled his pistol, but it was too late. Blood shot across the field behind him, the man was tossed several feet. Red liquid spat from every orifice of his body. The black figure stood over the man's body breathing heavily. Panting and sighing. The creature was watching the man die, almost obsessively. I feel myself losing consciousness, is this reality? The man on the ground stops breathing as the black figure vanishes in plain sight. Darkness is taking control of my eyes. All of my senses are fading away. I lay down flat against the ground and close my eyes...








Woken up from this dead rest, suddenly I realize I'm not in my bed. A man in his early 50's turned on his stomach lies in front of me. A police officer. Completely surrounded in blood, I turn the man over. There were several apparent stab-wounds. A serrated blade lays just inches away from me, covered in blood. My hands were drenched in the thick red liquid. Did I do this?










Unreality, a short story by Theologue



( I'm not much of a writer, but let me know what you think )

 

Got this from my old friend who passed along time ago its in a paper he wrote and told me

One cold and dark December night, a teenage girl named Kathy was babysitting two children. There was a seven-year old boy named Taylor, and a six-year old girl named Selena. The parents had gone to the movies for the night, leaving Kathy inJust after 9 o’clock that night, the phone rang. Kathy answered it and heard an anguished voice screaming “Help Me! For Heaven’s sake, help me!”Confused, Kathy hung up the phone and decided that it must have just been a prank call. Thirty minutes later, the phone rang again and the same voice screamed, “Help me! Somebody, please help me!”This time, Kathy was beginning to get frightened. The children asked her who was calling and she told them not to worry, that everything was just fine.Another thirty minutes passed by and she recieved another call. The voice on the other end sounded scared and desperate. “Help me! For Heaven’s sake, won’t somebody help me?”The phone went dead.Seconds later, there knock at the door. The babysitter clutched the children tightly to her. She was almost as scared as they were. The urgent knocking continued. She knew it wasn’t the children’s parents, because they weren’t due home for at least an hour.They could hear a voice coming from outside. It was a man’s voice and he was repeating over and over “Help me help me help me…”She didn’t know what to do.“I’ll have to let him in”, she said. “He needs help”.Later that night, when the parents arrived home, the house was eerily silent. All of the lights were off. When they searched the house, they entered the living room and stumbled upon a horrible scene. Kathy and both of the children had been murdered. Their arms and legs had been chopped off.On the wall, written in blood, were the words, “For Heaven’s sake help me before I kill again. I cannot control myself anymore” ​

 

I forgot to put the title its HELP ME