Happy October to you!!!
I promised a blog post for the Halloween Story contest and here it is! This was a really cool contest, I had entries from not only facebook, but also twitter and instagram! Way cool! AND here’s a picture of the prizes
HERE’S what you came for! The stories! Enjoy!
When I was not so tired at night,
the overwhelming feeling was fright.
For in the darkness while awake,
my whole tiny body would really quake.
In my room, I was surely not alone
Because silence wasn’t quite the tone.
In fact I’d hear the scraping of claws
while the evil seeped from dresser drawers.
Gathering under my bed like a liquidy ooze
It must have assumed I was taking a snooze.
But my eyes were wide open in that dark
Searching for the thing that would tear me apart.
Wanting and not wanting to catch a sliver of sight
of the thing so it could kill me quickly with fright
rather than drag it all out slow
because that wouldn’t be a good way to go.
Somehow, someway I’d give up the vigil
giving in to slumber while awaiting the first nibble.
I’d wake to find that the monster’s roars
had merely been my sister’s snores.
I wake up all in a sweat, heart pounding, breathless and a sick feeling in my stomach. I
wonder if I have finally caught the stomach bug that seems to be doing the rounds at
work. I lie in bed for a bit longer than usual waiting for this nausea to disappear and for
my heart to return to its regular beat. I am not sure how long it takes, but eventually I
force myself out of bed and into the shower, hoping to resume normality and face the new
I take no joy in breakfast. The cup of black coffee that usually restores me back to life
after a long night’s sleep barely reaches my senses and the buttered toast with marmalade
is left untouched on the breakfast bar. Refusing to give in to this sick feeling, I grab my
keys from the bowl in the hall and hurry to my car, before I change my mind. My hands
tremble as I make a feeble attempt to scrape the ice off the windscreen and I wonder at
the speed with which winter is approaching. It’s only late October, far too early for these
Somehow, I make my way to the office, hardly noticing other traffic at all. I can only
assume my brain’s gone into autopilot and drove me there. I have no recollection
whatsoever of how I got there, of seeing the usual sights: the houses, the roads, the
junctions, the traffic lights. Did I even come to a red light? Did I stop? I fear I might
have been caught on camera driving through one and that I might get penalised for this
infringement, if it ever happened at all. I just don’t recall.
At work, everything seems to be immersed in a haze. I rub my eyes in a desperate
attempt to bring my vision into focus, but it’s all in vane. I make my way to the toilets
and splash a generous amount of cold water onto my face hoping the shock will finally do
the trick. I look myself in the mirror and I recoil at the stranger staring right back at me.
This jaundiced, hollowed-out face with haunted, terrified eyes bears no resemble to what
should be myself.
Consumed by panic, I stumbled backwards and fall against the door. I turn around on my
knees and prop myself up, holding for dear life onto the door-handle. I wrestle with this
for a few seconds before I manage to open the door and run into the hall. There I find
Ben, my friend and colleague, who looks at me with fright before covering his mouth to
smother a scream. I know he’s seen what I’ve seen and rush to him for help, but I never
make it. My feet give way under my weight and my face hits the floor before I can reach
his extended arms, ready to hold me.
I don’t know what happens next, but I assume that Ben drove me home. All I know is
that I wake up again, a little light-headed but breathing more easily. I have no idea what
the time is, but it’s already dark outside, so it must be after 5pm this time of year. I reach
out and turn on my bedside table lamp and I see a glass of water by it and a note in Ben’s
writing. Sitting up, I read the note, confirming my assumptions and letting me know that
he stayed with me until he was satisfied I was out of danger. Apparently I do not have a
fever and a little bit of rest should restore me back to health, according to the doctor that
Ben called round. Smiling and feeling grateful for Ben’s concerns and thoughfulness, I
drink the water before trying to get up.
Slowly I swing my legs from under the covers and rest my feet on the rug by the bed,
taking my time to ensure my head is not spinning, trying to avoid a dizzy spell. Once I
feel happy my legs will support my body, I lean forwards and upwards, still holding to the
bed. And then, just as I stand up, I see it. The skeletal arm that reaches from under the
bed, covered in dry, parched yellow skin is still wearing the gold and diamond bracelet I
gave her on our wedding day. I notice her long finger nails, still varnished in bright,
glossy red, but now cracked, revealing the dirt underneath, fresh from the tomb where
she’s been lying for the last 6 months. I watch her fingers stretch and wind around my
left ankle. I pull and try to shake it away, but the grip tightens. A hollow scream dies in
my throat and I stare in horror as the other arms unfurls from under the bead, reaching
out for my free leg. I bend down and make futile attempts to wrestle this unearthly
phalanxes from my body, but in doing so, I lose my balance and find myself staring at two
cavernous hollows on what should have been my dear departed wife’s face, creeping out
of under our matrimonial bed. Terror overcomes me and I hear a demented, spine-chilling
scream that can only have come out of my mouth. Hysterical and in the grip of sheer
terror, I make a further attempt to shake myself free of this monstrosity, but only to feel
her hands creeping up my legs and to my hips. Taking hold, she pulls herself fully from
her mortal cradle and kneels next to me. I try desperately to find a glimmer of humanity
on what once was such a beautiful face, but what greets my eyes is a grotesque caricature
that bodes only death, a mock of the human soul. I attempt to move away, but my body
is unresponsive, frozen by dread and despair. I look into her pale, empty countenance
and have only a few seconds to take in my final breath before I see her mouth reaching
for mine with her hellish, sickening, deadly kiss.
was awakened by an eerie sound coming from under my bed. I stood up on my bed in the complete darkness. My heart was pounding in my ears. The plan was to jump as far as I could from my bed. To my horror, it wasn’t far enough. The huge sharp fanged creature grabbed me by the feet and slowly dragged me underneath the floor of my bed and into his secret realm of no return
I was in the process of falling asleep next to my lover who was snoring softly, when suddenly he stopped snoring. My
subconscious thought nothing of it, he did that often and was quite healthy. Just sleeping very pleasantly. But as I
realized he had stopped breathing altogether, I opened my eyes in the near dark to look at him.
Trying to focus them, I noticed an eerie green light coming from the dark hill next to me in bed. As I tried to get a closer
look, I saw the light seemed to glow out of his nostrils. Wondering what on Earth that could be, I got a jolt and sat
upright, for the radio next to him on the night stand started to blast out the song “Boogey Nights”.
The green light became stronger and larger. Something, a blob, started to emerge from my lover’s nose. It crept up to
where I was sitting, wide awake now. The blob grew and grew until it became as large as a human being without actually
being human. Then I hear a light “plop” and the thing got loose from my lover’s nostrils. Who started snoring again,
softly, as if nothing had happened to him.
Before my eyes the blob started to take shape now. I couldn’t stop staring at it, in horror. I couldn’t move anymore, was
in shock. It sprouted something like limbs, four of them, and a kind of head. And still the radio was playing that song, it
was on repeat. The green blob altered its appearance until it resembled a man. Definitely a man. No mistake about that.
The green man shaped blob whispered, so softly that I could hardly make out the words. He told me he had been
watching me for years. From the inside. I had seen bits of him, he told me, in the form of little green spots in my lover’s
nose. He was lusting after me and had waited all this time, working on himself, so he could make me his. And he wanted
to make children with me. Lots and lots of children.
He pushed me back on the bed and tore away the duvet. He looked at my body, as I was lying naked before his green,
glowing eyes. With one of his smaller extensions -you could call it a finger- he traced my breasts, round and round. He
touched my nipples, one by one. They lived a life of their own and started to respond to his touch. His finger went down,
over my belly button, and further down, until he touched that sweet spot that also seemed to have its own mind. It felt
out of this world what he did there. Secrets unknown to anybody I was undergoing. Oh, my….
And then he mounted me. I was totally covered by his green body, which felt rather warm. He lifted his pelvis area and
entered me. And kept on entering me. He just didn’t stop. He disappeared in me and I felt very full and bloated. I could
see green light pulsating out of my every pore. And a feeling came over me when I saw that, I wanted nothing more than
to become such a green thing myself. Oh, and to have his children. That too.
As soon as I realized that that were the only things I would ever wish for, the radio stopped playing the repeat of Boogey
Nights and I started to change. I could feel it in my fingers. I could feel it in my toes. And, strangely enough, in my hair.
Slowly but surely I turned into a green blob. And I would never be alone again. My green lover would be with me for
ever and ever.
We are happily ever after. Together we are exploring the rest of mankind.
Whenever you have a green or yellow bogey in your nose, please treat it with the utmost respect. It’s probably a love
child we made.
I lay there, curled up, peeping from under the edge of the blanket, staring at the window. The light was changing and soon it would be time to sleep. I glanced over at Snuggles the bear, lying just out of my reach. That’s when I hear It move. I held still as I could, and tried to stay quiet, terrified It would hear me. I knew if It heard me It would try and find me. It was a frightful creature, with strangely smooth skin, small grasping hands and a voice that could make the most awful shrieks. And It was all that stood between me and Snuggles. The Big One called to It, and I heard mumbles in a wheedling tone “Awww, just 5 more minutes’ pleeeeeease.” I heard the Big One respond, and it must have been in the affirmative, because I heard It shifting around, trying to get comfortable again. The heinous sound of It’s snoring filled my ears, and I just wished It would get out of bed soon, before the sun rose too high and I would be unable to reach out and grab Snuggles before I had to sleep. Time ticked by ever slow, then I heard it again, the voice of the Big One calling out. It grumbled, then there was a thumping sound, I could see It’s feet hit the floor just past the edge of the blanket. It thumped out of the room, and I listened…….there is was, the sound of the rushing waters……more voices and then It came back grumbling. Drawers opened and slammed shut as It got dressed. It stormed out again and I took my chances, reaching out I grabbed Snuggles and settled in to rest.
Darkness settled over the world like a soft blanket, and I could hear the pouring water. It would soon be heading to bed, and it was coming up on the sad moment of Snuggles and I’s parting, at least for a little while. We had planned a tea party for later; we just had to wait for It to fall asleep. I slid Snuggles out from under my hidey spot. There would be a lot of fuss if It couldn’t find Snuggles (whom It falsely called “Teddy”). The wait felt like forever, but finally I heard the thumping of It and the Big One come in. There was the creaking of It trying to get comfy, then the ritual words of sleeping between them, and the Big One made the noises that I guess pass for music with them, and the lights went out. I waited, waited for It’s breathing to become slow and even, waited for sleep to overcome the monster on the bed. Soft snoring reached my ears. This was my moment, this was the time I had waited for. Slowly and with great care I reached up, searching. My touch was careful, here there is blanket, and there, the soft lump, I grasp it……..The screaming was awful! I had grabbed It’s arm!! I can hear the feet pounding into the room as I work to push myself back into the corner, to the darkest most out of the way place. There is shouting and inquiries if It is ok. It cries It’s awful cry and blubbers on about something grab It. I mumble to myself “Please tell It it was just a dream, everything is fine.” My prayers are answered, both Big Ones say these very words, but It wails on, begging them to check under the bed. My heart races, this is the moment I feared most. I will myself to become as small as I can, and statue still, in the darkest furthest corner. The light gets brighter as the blanket is pulled up, a large ugly face appears. I hold my breath and wait. The Big One makes a show of looking, but my luck holds, they don’t really believe I am down here. Soothing words are spoken, and the crying stops. The Big Ones leave and I sigh in relief. But I relaxed too soon. There is the soft thump of feet hitting the floor! I push myself further into my corner and wait. It’s face peers under the blanket, and a beam of light sweeps back and forth, invading my home. I now know how they got It to quiet so soon. This moment is more tense then the last. It is truly looking. My heart races as the beam of cruel light creeps closer and closer to me. The air splits with another ear shattering cry. It has seen me! It runs for the room and I scramble, my only hope is to make it to the closet before they get back. I slide into the toy box, its cramped, but my only hope. I hear them come back, It is wailing and trying to describe me, I notice It’s added un-n eed details, making the works of my lovely scales, and adding more tentacles then I have. Evil little brat. I am safe here, and settle in to wait out the rest of the night, and dread making my way across the sunlit floor the next day. Snuggles and I will have to wait for our tea party.
“What a coincidence! Sam’s father said , “Hey Sam.”
“Everywhere he goes.. people call him Sammy.” Sam had his deceased mother’s eyes and they were already laughing before you could hear him.When they got home Sam went to his room while his Dad opened a beer and prepared his clothes for tomorrow’s day at the meeting. It was incredible, It was like Sam was cured. His behavior had improved 100% over the last week. He could not wait to tell his doctor.
Sam came into his room and said , “Dad… I love you.”
“Aww Your a good kid Sammy.. I love you too.. so what’s up?”
“There’s somebody under my bed.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“No, Dad I’m not.”
“Ok let’s go check it out.
Sammy went back to his room with his dad and pointed at the bed. Sam’s Dad looked under and indeed there was someone there, but the smell of rot told him something was wrong. The plastic bag on his head made it more wrong. The smell was intense as Sam’s dad moved the small corpse out from under the bed. It was Sam and he was dead at least a week. The father looked around instantly confused and grief stricken. The Sam who walked with him back to the room was nowhere to be seen…
I jammed the worn keys from my pocket into the lock and exhaled with relief as I was greeted by the familiar smell of old oak floors and candles. My old house creaked with pleasure upon my arrival and before I knew, I was sprawled out on my bed. Parents were due back in 3 hours. I decided to make the most of it. But I never got the chance.
Sleep was enveloping me when a door slammed, shaking me back to reality. Great. My parents were back. Jumping off my bed I hurried downstairs. But the house was empty. I returned to my room, confused.
A brief minute later, another door slammed, followed by my window being forced open. I grabbed onto the window and tried to yank it shut but something was tugging it the other way. Leaning back, I used all my body weight to oppose the force, and finally the window flew shut, causing me to fall back onto the floor.
I lay there, dazed and slowly looked round the room. My attention was drawn to under my bed. I could’ve sworn that I’d seen something move. Then again it could’ve been from the fall. I studied the dark gap under my bed as I recovered but my heart immediately leapt when I noticed claw marks on the floor. I backed away from the bed and stumbled my way to the door.
On my way down the stairs I heard footsteps coming from behind me and I started sprinting. The steps kept getting louder. Wheezing with the little breath I had, I glanced over my shoulder. Nothing. But the steps were getting closer. I reached the bottom of the stairs and took a turn into the kitchen where I’d escape through the garden door. Grabbing the handle and fumbling with the keys I struggled to open the door. The keys wouldn’t turn. The same clicking sound was getting me nowhere. The steps were nearing me. Letting out a weak whimper, I fell to the floor covering my eyes. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t breathe. I focused on my pulse and tried to block out the fear. The footsteps were right in front of me, I braced myself. The steps stopped. All was silent except for my pulse.
Nothing happened but I could feel its presence. Lifting my head from my knees, I looked up. There was nothing there. Getting up, I was startled when the door handle moved down from the weight of my hand and the door opened. Confused, I walked out into the overgrown garden. I reassured myself that it must have been from the fall earlier.
Looking round the garden I tried to calm down. I needed to pull myself together. Determined I made my way to the door again. I was about to step into the house when the door shut in my face. Grabbing the handle I used all my force to try and reopen it. It was no use.
Starting to panic, I ran from the door. I frantically tried to think of a way to get into the house. I grabbed a stone and lifted it into the air, readying myself to hurl it at my bedroom window. I froze when I saw the yellow eyes peering down at me. Instinct took over and my window was no more. I started to climb up the vines on the wall, ready to face whatever awaited me.
The vines shook under my weight. I was too scared to breathe. I was relieved as I felt the wood of my windowsill but the feeling subsided quickly and was replaced by a sharp pain in my other hand which now had a shard of glass in it. Painfully, I lifted myself over the windowsill.
My room was eerie. I started to walk towards the bed but my attention was drawn to the other side of the room where I could see the glow from a lone candle up against the wall. As I got closer I saw that my wall had been vandalised by scratches. I placed my hand on the wall and ran it over the claw indentations. Some were deeper than the others. I traced my finger through the deeper marks which resembled letters.
I tried to decipher the etchings; D-O-N-T L-O-O-K. My heart was hammering in my chest. Don’t look where?
I examined all areas of my room with only the candle to go by and night had fallen, shrouding everything in darkness. Picking up the candle, I started my search. I found nothing but darkness and silence. There was one place I hadn’t checked – Under my bed.
I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Why was I able to look into a dark cupboard but not under the bed?
Standing 2m from my bed, I gently crouched down to peer under. Darkness and more darkness. Black, more black, yellow eyes. There they were again. So all the stories about monsters under beds weren’t just tales. I started to shake. I was petrified but yet something was drawing me towards the bed. The eyes got closer and closer as I walked, trance-like towards the bed. By the bed I was summoned to bend down to get a close look at these eyes. Crouching down, I forced my eyes shut.
I stayed crouched for a few minutes, scared of what I’d see when I’d open my eyes. Very slowly, I opened them. Once again, nothing. It couldn’t have disappeared. I stuck my hand under and felt around to investigate. My fingers ran over the scratch marks which I’d seen earlier and then touched something cold. It felt like a piece of metal. I dragged it out and laid it in my lap. I looked at it and my heart immediately stopped.
In my lap was a mirror and looking up at me was my reflection, and a pair of yellow eyes.
All was quiet in the childrens room. The toys all in place, the curtains drawn and the darkness silently enveloping the room with its blanket of darkness as nothing was awake and all was well. An unremarkable night by all accounts until the light started.
Underneath one of the beds, a blue square of light started to slowly rise. The colors getting slowly richer and deeper as the flicker in the darkness grew more intense. Something wanted into this world that was not of it!
A small grey gnarled hand popped up, followed by a grunt! Then another hand slowly appeared by the other one with another audible grunt of disapproval from the attached body. Then a nose! Between the 2 hands a big grey nose with flaring little nostrils appeared! And it stopped…. and started twitching much like a dogs would when sniffing the air to find the scent of lost prey or whence trying to find its way home. This is when the rest of the head popped up! Big round eyes full of life, and a pomp tuft of grey hair on on the top of his head a big childish grin on the face appeared!
Adar had finally made it!
Adar was from the netherworld, from another level of the abyss. Connected to our plane of existence but unbelieved by most. In his years for his race, Adar was merely a child! He was an adolescent of about 14 years of age, and this was his first big chance! His first big adventure at being “a boogeyman”!
His father had told him it was time whether he liked it or not, to take his proper role in the abyss and to become a boogeyman of the 10th realm to the children. That was his job and no son and spawn of Thakirs was not going to become a proper upstanding ghoul of the 10th realm! Not his son! Unfortunately for him, his sons head was full more of mischief and curiosity then it was filled with dreams of horrifying and terrifying children, but that was alright, he would set his son on the right course and he would take his rightful place in the 10th realm!
With a little wiggle and grunt, Adar managed to pull himself out of from under the bed! All 4 feet of him! He was short and a bit pudgy and out of shape! As he finally pulled himself out he flopped on his back panting and wiped sweat from his brow! “Phew!” How embarrassing it would’ve been if he couldn’t even get out from under the bed he imagined to himself!
Adar finally sat up and looked around at his new surroundings! This was nothing like home! Home was molten rock and red burnt landscape with cave hovels, but this place! This place had all shapes and sizes and manner of things everywhere! Adar barely knew where to start! At this point he had completely forgotten that he had been sent here as a right of passage to scare children!
The first thing that caught Adars attention was at the foot of the bed, some light. Wide eyed and carefully and trying to be as quiet as he could Adar made a few steps to the end of the bed and looked up. There was a box, and it had little grey dots buzzing around on it and it was making a slight hissing noise! How interesting! The box had a little knob on the front with symbols he had never seen before, and it seemed a brownish color from what he could tell in the dark. Adar was completely fascinated by this! He had never seen light out of a box before!
With a slight grunt and a wiggle Adar reached up, tongue sticking out of his mouth in concentration as he reached for the boxes little knob! This was just to fascinating to pass up!He reached for the little knob on the box and lightly put his fingers on it feeling the round shape of it. It felt oddly cold but exciting! What happens next? With anticipation of a child he wiggledthe knob to the right. A Flash of brilliant light happened and other things appeared on the box!People were now on the box and moving and saying things! This completely took Adar bysurprise! By the gods! What was this? Adar stood there with his mouth wide-open in amazementas people move around on the screen and talked! They were trapped inside this box! Theyseem to be trying to talk to each other or him, he could not tell. Maybe they were trying to askfor his help to get out?
“Amgar tes nouch?!” Adar said to the people in the box. He was trying to help or at leastunderstand what was going on! At this point being so amazed at people trapped inside this boxand what seemed like another room or universe to him Adar stumbled back and plopped on hisbottom at the base of the bed behind him in sheer amazement!This is when he started to hear a low audible growl…
Returning to his senses and remembering where he was Adar slowly turned towards the base ofthe bed a little bit confused and afraid but excited all at the same time to see what the noise wasand where it was coming from! He stood up and peered over the base of the bed and lookingback at him was a big wet black nose and ears covered in fur! “Whoof!” Immediately followed bya big wet tongue that slurped up the entire length of Adar’s face! Adar went reeling backwardshalf in fright and half in amazement to the side of the room and crashed into more things he didnot recognize! “Shut up Sparky and go back to bed!” Came a little voice from the same bed thatthe big furry thing with a wet tongue was on!
Adar was starting to realize that he was more scared than the people he had come to scare.After taking a few seconds to come to his senses Adar realized with relief that the furry demonwas not pursuing him across the room! He let out an audible “whew!” And wiped hisBrow with relief!
Okay! Time to get serious he thought to himself! His father and the rest of his clan wereexpecting him to become a standup citizen and bogeyman and he did not want to let his fatherdown! With that thought firmly in his head Adar grabbed his smog skin trousers, pulled them upand got a little determined look on his face and started marching back towards the beds!As determined as he was he was also just as equally determined to avoid the furry Demon withbad breath! He wasn’t particularly fond of it because he wasn’t sure what it would do so hedecided to pick the other bed in the room!
Walking up slowly to the side of the bed he saw a little person sleeping away. This personappeared to have the color of pink on their clothes and longer hair than the other person in theother bed with the furry demon! Carefully Adar started to climb onto the bed and get ready tomake his best scary face!
“BLAGGA BOOGA DARGOOIE!!!” Adar yelped out at the being in the bed!”Go away Chris we are supposed to be sleeping! Mom and dad are going to be really mad atus!” The high-pitched voice squealed and giggled as Veronica turned over in her bed to seewhat was going on!
As Veronica turned over to see what was going on she was confused! She heard a great littleyell and a commotion in the dark as she saw a figure going to reeling back in the darkness asher cat Castro lunged into the air swatting and batting at something!
Oh god’s not again! Adar thought!
As the cat and small figure rolled off the bed onto the side it into the toys she was hearingterrified little screams coming from whatever her cat was attacking!
“Castro! Leave him alone!”
Veronica hopped off her bed and pulled her cat off the little person in the dark in her room! Atthis point Chris had gotten out of bed as well! With all the commotion and the cat and hissingand the crashing of toys he was just as confused as to what was going on!
“Veronica what is going on?” “I don’t know! Castro is going crazy and something is over here! Ithought it was you! Playing a trick!”
Veronica turned on the light in the bedroom! What they saw next they were not prepared for…A little gray figure only about 3 or 4 feet tall sitting against the wall with his head in his handssobbing!
Adar had had enough! He didn’t want to scare anyone! This was becoming the worst night of hislife! All he wanted to do was make his father proud!
“What is it?!” Chris exclaimed!” “I’m not sure but he looks like he’s hurt!” Veronica said back!Gently and cautiously the five and six-year-old walked over to the little grey figure sobbing at theside of the wall. “Are you okay?” Said Veronica.
” Kerga dem corgo” came the reply with a sniffle.
Adar looked up with at them with big tears in his eyes and a look of remorse. Getting up andringing his hands together he looked down at the ground and in his own language hadapologized.
I’m going to tell mom!” Chris said! “No don’t! Look at him! I think he’s just scared and hurt asmuch as we are!” Veronica said to her brother!
Veronica took Adar’s hand in hers and led him towards her bed and wiped away his tears, and Adar began to smile as he wiped his nose with his arm and realized that he was doing what he actually liked to do, make friends! Not scare them!
Chris came over and sat down and tussled Adars hair a bit. The children being so young were more fascinated then scared of this thing they had never seen before and he didn’t seem threatening or trying to hurt them.
When Sparky came over Adar sucked in a gulp of air! Oh no!… Sparky came over and licked his face again and sat there with his tag wagging at full speed side to side! Even Castro came over and sat in Adars lap and Veronica wiped away the last of his tears and they all sat there beginning to smile and laugh.
Adar was so happy! But he realized with a start, what is he going to do?! He didn’t scare anyone and his father and the rest of the clan were expecting that of him!
He hopped off the bed and motioned for Veronica and Chris to look underneath.
“Oh my God theirs light under the bed Chris!”
Quickly Adar pulled her away from the light, and he looked at them and pointed at the light and made a scary face and squealed and screamed and pointed at the children! Then he pointed at himself “Grr!”
“I think he wants us to act scared or scream or something?” Chris said!
Excited Adar tugged his hand! That was it! Maybe they understood after all!
With everyone under the bed and there legs sprouting out from under the bed Adar indicated for the children to start screaming and yelling into the light square! As they did he banged some toys on his head and went “Grr!!!! Yarabaloo har grier!!!! Grr! Booga booga booga!”
Down below the echos of screams and Adars yelling could be heard in the 10th realm and his father looked up at the portal in approval and pride! His son had done it!
The children after this episode plopped back onto the floor and bed and giggled a bit as they found this all fun screaming and yelling while trying not to giggle into this blue bright light with their new friend!
Adar, took their hands and in complimentary fashion to his people, kissed their belly buttons once each and blew a fart noise on Veronica’s tummy and burst out in laughter! They all had a great laugh!
From that night on, once a year on Halloween night Adar would return to the children and Sparky and Castro to visit with his friends and roam the streets with them from house to house, laughing and eating candy and fooling his dad into thinking that each year he terrorized the same children with great pride!
So on Halloween night if light appears under your bed or at your closet, before you get scared, whisper into the darkness “Adar?” and you might just hear a giggle and make a friend instead.
I loved all the stories, I really did. I have no words to tell you how very cool it is for such great people to write stories like these to try to win a creation. ♥ The winners of the contest are:
1st Place: Obskura Aruksbo His story about the son being dead under the bed was SO CREEPY!
2nd Place: @tim_chiwowa (instagram) She was so scared, but strangely drawn to see the creepy eyes under the bed, and the were HERS!
3rd Place: Ellen Hartmeijer Bogey Nights made me giggle for several minutes, just loved it!!!
I hope you enjoyed reading the stories, I absolutely did! Stay tuned for the next contest!!!
Keep it creepy!!!