Ghost Stories (Part 2)

Good morning!  It is the spookiest week of the year and it is time to celebrate with the last spooky story!  Or at least, the second part of last weeks story.

So we continue with our spooky story.  I hope that you enjoy the Adventure story.  Enjoy!

Ghost Stories

Ghost Storie

The only sound that filled the quiet woods was the pounding footsteps of everyone running.  The 7 teenagers ran as fast as they could to the solo cabin in between all of the trees. All of their hearts were pounding but they didn’t want to stop running.  Whatever they had encountered, they didn’t want to accidentally run into again. It had scared them enough and they didn’t want to see it again.

As they approached the cabin, the group started to race up the stairs to the main door. Samuel reached the door first and fumbled around for the keys to unlock the door.  “Hurry up!” Emma nervous looked over her shoulder at the woods behind them. “Hurry up Samuel!”

“I can only go as fast as my fingers will let me!”  Samuel finally shoved the key into the lock and turned it.  The lock made a small click as it unlocked and the group rushed through the door to the safety of the living room.  Samuel slammed the door shut and locked it again. He leaned against the door and looked at the group who were now spread around the living room trying to catch their breath.  “What…what was that?”

Bella took a deep breath before looking up at him.  “I don’t know. All I know is that there were large yellow eyes in the middle of the woods.  I don’t know what they were, but it was scary.”

Miranda slowly sat up on the couch that she had been sprawled across.  “What if it was Joey trying to tell us to go inside to safety?”

Brad stood up straight.  “I thought that was just a ghost story?  I didn’t think it was real.”

Miranda shrugged.  “As far as I know it’s just a ghost story.  But maybe Joey does actually haunt the woods and he was trying to warn us of something.”

Emma’s eyes widened.  “I thought you said Joey didn’t want people to be in the woods alone.  We were out there as a group, so why would he be trying to warn us of something?”

“All I know is this door is locked.”  The group all looked at Samuel who was still leaning against the door.  “As far as I am concerned, we are all safe and sound here in the cabin.”

Suddenly there was the sound of glass crashing.  Everyone in the group shielded their eyes from the glass when they heard the same scream from outside.  But there was another scream as well. Bella looked up to see Samuel was gone. “Samuel!” She rushed over to the broken window on the door and looked out.

But Samuel was gone.

“Where did he go?”  Brad was now directly behind Bella and they peered through the window.  There wasn’t a single trace that anyone had left the cabin except for the broken glass.  “We have to go look for him.”

“Brad are you crazy?”  Everyone looked at Emma who was in tears.  “Our friend was just kidnapped and you want to go look for him?  Are you trying to go missing too? What if whatever took Samuel is out for all of us?”

“Then that’s a risk I’m willing to take.  Samuel is my friend and I’m not going to let him just disappear on me like that.”  Brad swung the door open and marched out the door. The door slammed shut and the group watched him walk into the forest.

“Maybe someone should go after him?”

“Are you kidding?  What if that thing takes him too?  Then all of us will be wandering through the forest looking for our friend who isn’t alive anymore.  I don’t think that would be very smart.” Joshua was standing to the side of the group, looking out the windows that faced toward the forest.  He sighed. “I think we all need to stay inside, in our rooms, and not leave until the morning.”

The entire cabin went pitch black as the wind picked up outside.  All of the girls screamed and held onto each other. “What…what was that?  What is happening?” Emma had tears streaming down her cheeks. “I wanna go home.”

There was another crash and a large shadowy figure leapt through the window.  Bella fell to the floor and covered her face. A high pitched scream filled the room and Bella peaked out from between her fingers.  Emma was being dragged out of the broken window into the darkness of the forest. Her screams started to become more distance as she was dragged away.

“What is happening?”  Bella looked around the room to see everyone panicking.  Miranda and Jessica were both sitting in the fetal position next to her.  Joshua sat next to the now broken window, covering his head with his arms.  Everyone slowly looked up to see if the coast was clear.

Jessica sniffled.  “Can we just go home?  I don’t care if I leave my stuff here.  I just want to leave.”

Joshua nodded.  “I am down for that.  I’ll grab my keys and we can leave.”

“Are you sure you want to go out there?  All of our cars are in the open which means that we have to go outside and be exposed to whatever is out there until we can get in the car.  Plus…” Miranda shrugged. “What says it can’t get us in the car? We are probably still accessible even when driving.”

“We might just have to if we want to go home.”  Joshua got on his hands and knees and started crawling toward the kitchen.  The girls all watched him, holding their breath and praying that the monster didn’t come back.  Joshua slowly reached up and felt around the counter for his keys, finally finding them near the coffee pot.  “Okay. I’ve got my wallet in my pocket. Let’s go.” He crawled toward the girls who were still sitting by the front door.  “You ready?” The girls all nodded. “Okay, let’s go.”

The group slowly stood up in unison.  Joshua gently gripped the doorknob and pointed toward his Jeep Cherokee.  The girls nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. They took a step back and Joshua threw the door open.  Everyone booked it toward the car when a loud roar sounded through the forest.

The lights on the Jeep flashed as Joshua unlocked it and the whole group got into the seats as quickly as they could.  Joshua shoved the key into the ignition and the engine fired on. He threw the car into reverse and backed out of the driveway as quickly and safely as he could.  Bella looked out the windshield to see a large black shadowy man starting to follow the car. Joshua stopped the car, threw it into drive, and sped away from the house.

Bella looked behind them to see the shadowy man start to follow them.  The wind picked up and screamed through the forest as they drove away. The shadowy man got his way: he was telling them that they needed to leave.  She felt her eyes starting to fill up with tears. 3 of their friends were gone and they wouldn’t be able to get them back. They would come back during the day to collect all of their things.

At least they were safe.  For now.


Ghost Stories

Good morning!  How is everyone today?  I went on a day trip on Saturday and I am still tired from the driving.  Why is it that you take a trip for a day to try to relax and you are tired?  Isn’t the point of going out of town to rejuvenate?

We are getting closer to Halloween which means we are continuing our spooky stories.  I hope you are ready for a new Adventure story.  Enjoy!

Ghost Stories

Ghost Storie

The woods were dark at this time of night.  Every living creature had gone to sleep except for the occasion hoot of an owl and the chirping of crickets.  There was a slight breeze in the air but not enough to cause any issues. But there was one small patch of light from a campfire that was blazing in the middle of the woodland.

Bella pulled her flannel closer to chest, trying to stay warm next to the fire.  She looked around the campfire at all of her friends, 7 of them to be exact. She had been invited to her friend Samuel’s family cabin for the weekend so they could party with no adults, but they all enjoyed just sitting by the fire and swimming in a nearby creek.  It wasn’t the kind of weekend she was expecting but she enjoyed it all the same.

Her friend Brad stretched his arms out and wrapped one around her.  “You cold?”

She shook her head.  “Not really. I just got a random chill.”

“Guys!”  Everyone looked up to see Miranda standing up, her arms outstretched to the sides in excitement.  “We should tell ghost stories! We are out in the middle of the woods and there is no one here. It would be fun!”

Emma shook her head.  “No way! I don’t think I would be able to sleep tonight if we told ghost stories.”

Miranda rolled her eyes.  “Come on Emma. They aren’t real stories.  I’m sure it won’t be that scary. I’ll start.”  She fell back into her camp chair and leaned forward.  “It was a crazy windy night and a boy named Joey was walking home through the woods.”

“I don’t like this already.”  Emma shuddered and leaned back in her chair pouting.

“Anyway.  Joey was walking home through the woods when he heard a noise.  He looked around to see what it was, but there was nothing. So he kept walking.  But something blocked his path. A large rock was blocking the path that he traveled everyday.  He wasn’t sure how the rock had gotten there but he knew he had to either get over it or go around it to get home.  But…when he started to climb over the rock he heard that noise again. It was a whining noise, high pitch and loud.  When Joey turned around he saw an old man wearing all black. He had a large black hat on his head and walked with a black cane.  Joey tried to climb faster but the old man grabbed him instead. Joey was thrown on the ground and the old man’s cane pierced his chest.  The wind that we hear tonight is actually Joey’s screams. He haunts these woods every night, trying to tell people to not be out here alone.”  Miranda smirked while everyone started clapping at her story.

Joshua laughed.  “That’s a good one.  Where did you hear that story?”

Miranda shrugged.  “My dad told me about it the first time we went camping.  That’s why I refuse to go out to the woods by myself.”

Jessica grabbed a marshmellow of the table next to her and speared it with a roasting stick.  “I don’t know if anyone can top your story Miranda. I know I don’t know any ghost stories.”

The group started talking about their ghost stories when Brad leaned over and whispered in Bella’s ear.  “I hope you aren’t too scared. Ghost stories can be a little spooky sometimes.”

Bella giggled.  “No I’m not scared.  Thanks for looking out for me.”

The group continued to talk as the night grew later and later.  The moon was starting to rise higher in the sky, peeping up over the trees.  The fire continued to roar as the night seemed to be coming to a close.

Samuel stood up and stretched his arms over his head.  “Well. I think we should start heading back to the cabin.  These woods can get dangerous if we stay out too long.”

Everyone snickered.  Miranda leaned back in her chair.  “It’s the woods. There’s nothing out here that could really kill us.”

Suddenly there was a blood curdling scream that made everyone jolt.  Emma’s eyes widened as big as saucers. “What was that?”

Brad stood up.  “I think Samuel is right, we should head back to the cabin.”

Everyone stood up and started packing up their things.  Bella scanned the woods around them to see if she could see anything.  The trees didn’t move but the leaves rustled with the wind. But in the distance there was a set of eyes.  They were yellow and round but seemed so far away. “Hey guys, do you see this?”

The group moved toward Bella to see what she was looking at.  Brad wrapped his arm around her. “I don’t like this. We all need to head back to the cabin.”

“What is it though?”  Miranda took a couple steps forward to get a closer look.  Suddenly, there was another scream and every person in the group turned and ran toward the cabin.  They weren’t planning on staying to find out what was out there. But what they didn’t know was that the thing in the woods would continue to haunt them.

To be Continued…


House of Mystery

Good morning!  Can you believe that we are halfway through the month of October?  It’s only a number of days until Halloween.  Does everyone have their costume?

We continue on the spooky stories for October.  This was actually the first one I wrote for the month, but I am only getting around to sharing it this week.  So I hope you enjoy this Dark Spooky story and I will see you in a couple days!

House of Mystery

House of Mystery

It was a dark and stormy night and Craig was stuck in his car.  He had been driving home when his car broke down in the middle of nowhere.  And now he was sitting in his car on the side of the road. The rain beat down on the top of his car, making some sort of song with each droplet that landed on the roof.  Craig had called for a tow truck to come out and help him but they had told him it would be a couple hours before someone would be able to come out to help.

Craig sighed.  He looked at his watch yet again seeing that it had been almost 2 hours since he had called for help.  He looked over his shoulder to see if there were any cars coming down the road toward him, but was disappointed to see a completely empty road.  A shiver ran through his body from the chill in the car since he had turned off the car to save gas.  

His fingers reached for the key in the ignition and turned it, starting the car just to warm up a little.  The engine roared to life before quieting down to a slight purr while it idly ran. Craig rubbed his hands together to get feeling back in his fingers.  He looked through the windshield to see if there was anything around that he could possibly walk to and try to keep warm without running his car.

The road was empty.  He was in the middle of some corn fields and he couldn’t see any lights from possibly buildings anywhere close.  The sky was dark from the rain clouds and they didn’t look like they were going to let up anytime soon. The wind howled outside of the car, making it shake from the strength of the wind.  Craig shuddered, would he have to stay in his car all night until the storm let up?

Suddenly the wind stopped.  Craig looked around, trying to see what was going on.  The corn stalks stopped moving, standing perfectly still like soldiers in the army.  No one was there. It was still just Craig and his car.

“Okay…that was weird…what is going on?”  Craig was confused by what happened. He had never been in a storm where the wind was blowing so strong and then suddenly stop.  This must have been a crazy weather phenomenon that Craig was unaware of. But it was a bit spooky.

He looked at his watch again.  10 minutes had passed since the last time he had checked the time and he was getting frustrated.  Where was the help he had called for?

“Fine…fine…I’m just going to leave the car here and see if I can find someone to help me.”  Craig knew the last town he had seen was almost 30 minutes behind him so maybe there was one closer in front of him.  It was the only choice he had. With a sigh, Craig turned off the car, grabbed his umbrella from the passenger seat, and exited the car.  He wasn’t sure how far he was going to walk, but he had to do something besides sitting and waiting.

He slammed the door shut and locked the car before walking in the direction he was traveling.  The rain was pounding down on his umbrella and it was getting him slightly wet from just walking.  The wind had slightly picked up again, making the air more chilly as he got more and more wet. He shivered, maybe this wasn’t a good idea.

Craig came to a cross street and looked around.  There was a house that was a far ways away, but it gave Craig some hope that there was help close by.  He turned down the road and marched through the muddy puddles toward his only glimmer of hope.

“Hey!  You wanna ride?”  Craig spun around to see an old beat up farm truck sitting on the road.  The man behind the wheel looked like he was older than dirt so Craig was surprised that he was able to drive the truck in the rain.  He was also surprised he hadn’t heard the truck pull up next to him because it was quite loud as it sat next to him on the road.

Craig nodded.  “Uh…yeah. My car broke down on the road back there and I was just trying to find some help.  Thanks.” He walked around the front of the car and climbed into the passenger seat of the truck.  It was warm in the truck, but not too warm, and it felt good after walking in the rain. Craig stuck out his hand toward the driver.  “I’m Craig.”

“Harold.  Now where are you going?”  The driver didn’t shake Craig’s hand, he just stared out the windshield.

Craig lowered his hand.  “Uh…just anywhere where I can stay warm.  Maybe like a McDonalds or something?”

The truck started moving forward.  “How about you stay at my house until someone comes to rescue you?”

Craig swallowed.  He barely knew this guy, did he want to trust him?  “Um…sure…I’m just hoping that the tow truck gets here soon.”

Harold shrugged.  “They probably won’t come out until the morning.  Just stay at my place for the night, not to worry.”  Harold passed the house that was in the middle of the field and drove down the road in silence for about 2 miles.  Craig still didn’t really know where he was but his life was now in the hands of a random man in a farm truck.

The truck pulled into a muddy driveway next to a dark farmhouse.  Craig honestly thought it looked like a haunted house with how dark it was on the outside.  All the paneling was black and every shutter on the windows were closed. It didn’t look like anyone had lived in the house for years, yet apparently Harold had lived in the house.

Craig felt his eyes widening as he looked at the building.  “This is your house?”

“Yes, come on in.”  He stopped the truck and yanked the key out of the ignition.  Harold climbed out of the driver’s seat and Craig quickly followed suit not wanting to get too far away from his host.  Craig tried to avoid as many mud puddles as he could so he wouldn’t track any mud into Harold’s house, but Harold just trudged through every puddle without a care in the world.

The two men walked up to the front door and Harold opened the front door for Craig.  “Uh…Thank you…” I think Craig carefully walked past Harold into the completely empty living room.  “Where’s your furniture?”

“I don’t have any here.  I don’t want people knowing that I live here.”  Harold stomped past Craig and disappeared into another room.  “Let me show you to your bedroom for the night.” Craig quickly followed Harold as he didn’t want to get lost in a stranger’s house.  The older man stopped at a single door in the hallway and opened it. “Here you go. There’s a bathroom on the other side of the house.  I have to leave for about an hour, so if you need anything, just explore the house yourself.”

Craig stepped into the bedroom and immediately felt creeped out.  “Uh…you know…why don’t you just take me into town after all.” He turned around and Harold was gone.  “Harold?” Craig stepped out of the room and found that he was all alone. He rushed out to the empty living and looked out of the giant front windows.  The old farm truck was gone.

“Okay…okay…I am stuck in this giant, empty, creepy house, all by myself.  I guess I’ll just stay in my room and not come out. There…that…that sounds like a plan.”  Craig turned around and walked back toward the creepy bedroom that Harold had kindly given him.  The house was far too creepy for Craig’s liking but at least it was a dry place to spend the night.

He opened up the bedroom door and the only piece of furniture in the room was a double bed.  Craig sighed. “Let’s see how comfortable this bed is.” He fell onto the bed and screamed as the bed fell from underneath him.  There was a loud crashing noise as the bed fell through the floor into the basement. Craig covered his head with his arms and waited until the noise had stopped to look up and where he was.

And what he saw made his heart drop down into his stomach.

The room looked like it could’ve been a prison cell.  There were chains all over the walls and metal cuffs for hands and feet attached as well.  The floor was covered in what Craig presumed was blood, but he wasn’t willing to touch or taste it to find out.  6 different kinds of guns hung on the wall, all waiting their turn to do something terrible. Other weapons were found as well including a bat with nails, a whip, and a myriad of knives and swords.  There weren’t any windows and a single lightbulb hung from the ceiling.

“Okay Craig…just relax…you will find a way out of here…I’m sure of it.”

“Are you sure about that?”

Craig flew off the bed and spun to see Harold standing there.  Craig hadn’t heard anyone come in as the bed was falling, but it was possible that Harold was already there in the basement.  He swallowed. “Please…just let me leave. I won’t tell anyone about this or what happened tonight. I…I just want to go home.”

“Get up against the wall!”  Harold pointed a gun at Craig’s face and Craig did exactly as he was told.  He wanted to help his chances of living, not hurt them. He backed all the way into a wall, completely running into it and almost falling on his face.  Harold marched toward Craig, gun still in hand. “If you move, I will shoot, understand?”

Craig stood perfectly still while Harold hooked his wrists and ankles into the cuffs on the wall.  The metal was cold against his skin which sent goosebumps up his arms and legs. Once he was strapped in, Harold stepped away toward his weapons table.  “It’s too bad you ended up here. You were probably pretty successful and have a family at home that will miss you. But…” He picked up a knife. “You made the wrong decision.”

Harold quickly spun and threw the knife at Craig, piercing him in the stomach.  Craig wanted to scream but he didn’t want to get shot. Harold laughed. “Trying to be tough huh?  Most of them do. Most of you boys think that if you don’t make a peep that you will have a better chance at living.”  He picked up another knife. “Unfortunately, that’s not how this all works.” He screamed as he threw the second knife at Craig, this time it hit his right wrist.  Craig did everything he could to not make a noise.

“You can scream.  Cuz I’m still gonna kill you.  You don’t have an option other than death.”  Harold walked toward Craig and grabbed the knife that was stuck in his stomach.  “You know kid, you got guts.” Harold pushed the knife in further making Craig scream in pain.  It was the most horrific pain he had ever felt and he knew it wasn’t going to stop no matter how much noise he made.  Harold pulled the knife out and stabbed it into his stomach again, this time turning it to it caused more damage. “How’s that feel huh?  Does that feel good?”

Craig coughed, blood coming out of his mouth with each cough.  “N…no…no sir…”

A maniacal laugh came from Harold’s mouth.  “That was a rhetorical question boy. I’ll tell you what.  How about I leave you here so you can think about you life choices.  That sounds like a good plan, doesn’t it?” Harold pulled the knife out of Craig’s wrist and stabbed it into his left shoulder.  “I’ll just leave you here to bleed out. You be good now.” He patted Craig’s head before turning to leave the basement.

“Bleeding out is a much more painful death.  I’ll be back in a couple hours to check to see how you’re doing.”  Harold walked over to the small staircase and slowly ascended up toward the house, leaving Craig by himself in the darkness.


The Retelling

Good morning!  It’s October!  It’s getting close to Halloween and I am getting excited!  I have a fun costume that I am working on so I can’t wait to show you.

We are doing something exciting for the month of October.  Each Monday will feature a new Spooky Story, perfect for the spooky season.  Today’s story is no different.  Though, it is also a submission for the newest link party on Grammy’s Grid.  The writing prompt for this story is:

It started raining just as I…

So here is my submission for the link party.  I hope you enjoy this spooky Adventure!

The Retelling

The Retelling

“It started raining just as I started driving.  I haven’t driven in the rain that much so it made me a little worried but I decided to go anyway.  I was just going to a friends house after all. I had driven the 60 minutes there multiple times so why would the rain make anything different, right?

“So I drove out of the neighborhood and I headed out towards the country.  It was easier to reach her house by going through all the back roads instead of the freeway.  The freeway was just too out of the way. So I started driving, turned on some music, and made my way to Samantha’s house to have fun together.

“But I noticed something sounded funny on my car as I was driving.  It was this like weird clanking noise, it’s hard to explain. It sounded as if someone had tied empty tin cans to the bottom of my engine.  And like, 10 empty cans, it was loud. So I pulled over and I decided to see if I could figure out what it was. I pulled over on the side of the road and parked my car to try to find out what was making the noise.

“I remember getting out of my car and noticing that I had parked under an apple tree.  I don’t know why that was so important to me at the time, but I remember seeing the orchards all around me.  Actually…I think it was because I wanted to take some photos for Instagram or something. They would look all cool and moody for fall.  But I decided to take photos after I took a look at my car.

“I bent down to see if I could spot anything under the car but I didn’t see anything.  It just looked like a normal car engine. I decided to lift the hood of the car just to humor myself but I still didn’t see anything.  It still looked like a normal car engine. I don’t know much about cars but I didn’t notice anything that looked weird when I looked at the engine.  That’s besides the point, but everything looked like it belonged there in the engine.

“I grabbed the hood of the car and slammed it down and that’s when I noticed him.  There was this guy standing about 50 feet behind my car. He was wearing a blue jumpsuit and his face was completely white.  His eyes looked wild, almost like he wanted to do something crazy but was trying to decide if he was actually going to do it or not.  And what was really strange was that he looked completely dry. Like…I was standing out in the rain for 10 minutes and I was soaked while he was perfectly dry.  It was weird.

“We both stood there for a second before I slowly got back into my car.  I didn’t want to lose track of him because I didn’t know what he would do to me.  I immediately put my keys into the ignition and tried to start the car but it wouldn’t start.  I was able to lock the doors and I reached to grab my phone but I had no service. I tried to start my car again and that’s when I heard something hit my car.

“I turned around saw that man hitting the back of my car with a baseball bat.  I screamed and tried to get my car or my phone to work, but neither of them did.  I just kept screaming, thinking that I was going to die that day. I prayed to God, hoping that I would be able to live for another day.  I looked in my rear view mirror to see the man moving toward my driver’s side door. I had to think quickly and decided to get over the middle console and run into the orchard.

“As soon as he reached my driver’s side door, I hit the unlock button and sprinted out of the car.  I had my keys with me and that was it. If he wanted to steal my money and my driver’s license, he was allowed to.  I didn’t care I was just terrified.

“I looked over my shoulder to see he coming after me.  He wasn’t running, but he was walking quickly to try to keep up with me.  I just kept running and praying that he would never catch up to me. I ran through the entire orchard and then came to the edge of a corn field.  I kept running. My legs were getting tired but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop because I didn’t want to die.

“The further I ran into the corn, the more safe I felt.  But I knew that I wasn’t fully safe until I knew that guy couldn’t get me anymore.  I kept sprinting until I reached the other end of the corn field and stumbled onto this house.  I ran up the driveway and started pounding on the door until Mr. Somers answered. I think he saw how terrified I was and let me inside and I am forever grateful.”

“So can you tell me again what the man looked like?”

“He was taller than me, maybe like 5 foot 10 or 6 feet.  He was wearing a blue jumpsuit. His face was completely white and he had blonde hair.  And he had wild eyes.”

“If you saw him in a lineup do you think you would be able to pick him out.”

“Probably.  I didn’t get a real good look at all of his features but I would recognize his eyes.  I will never forget what those eyes looked like.”

“We will keep a lookout for this wild eyed man.  Once we get a professional sketch artist to draw him out we will have you confirm that the artist drew the man.  But for now, I’m just glad that you are safe. Now let’s get you back to your car and see if we can figure out what happened to it.”

“Yeah…as long as it’s still there.”