Spooky Genre Stories

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A Fun Halloween (NOT!)

by Nicole MacDonald

"I wouldn't if I were you," my brother said. Bing, Bing!

"School's over!" I shouted excitedly. As my brother Robert and I were getting off our bus stop, my brother started telling me about what two girls were going to do. Christen and Samantha were classmates of his in grade eight. They intended to go to Jessica's house, the most popular girl in grade eight, to stick a skeleton on her front door. It would shoot ketchup out of the heart. She got scared of things quite easily.

It was snowy and icy Halloween night, about 8:30 p.m. Christen and Samantha were on their way to the girl's house. They were driving Samantha's mom's car, which they had stolen. Samantha was driving. "I think it's that one," Christen whispered. Samantha drove to the side of the road with her back end on most of the sidewalk. They got out of the car quietly so Jessica couldn't hear them. They went up the stairs and stuck the skeleton on the door. They tied a string from the ketchup to the doorknob. They yelled, "Trick or Treat!" and ran back to the car and drove away.

As they turned the corner to Samantha's crescent, the car slipped and went off the road, smashing into a tree. The sirens could scarcely be heard, but they were getting closer. Pretty soon, an ambulance and a police car drove up and assisted the girls onto stretchers and into the ambulance. They were listed in critical condition. After being in the hospital for two and a half months, they were finally discharged with casts and wheelchairs. 

When I want to do reckless things like that, I think about what could happen to me. I could end up exactly like them.


The Grumpy King

by Nicholas Monfries

A long, long, long time ago, there was a magic king. This king had a sidekick who he disliked because he always made mistakes, so he wanted to get rid of him.

One night, in the king's snow castle at the South Pole, the king said, "Me, my. Myie, send him to Hawaii. Then a flash the sidekick got sent to Hawaii.

After a while, the King got tired of doing things by himself. So one day, he took some snow, and made a snowman. Then he said, "My, me, meal - make him real!" For a minute everything was still; then it got louder and louder and "BOOM!"

Standing before the King was a snowman, and he was alive.

"Ha...ha...ha...hello," said the King. "I shall not be afraid of a snowman," thought the King to himself.

"Hello," said the snowman. "Have you heard this song?  Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, ..."

"STOP!!!!!" said the King. "Stop singing! I've heard enough." The King was a very unfriendly person and so he just said goodbye to the snowman. "Poof!" The snowman disappeared.

After, on a stormy night, with the wind howling, the King got scared and wished he could be with his sidekick or his snowman. The King remembered that he could not wish back his own wish, so the sad, lonely King was left alone in his castle.

The King realized that it was not fun being alone and so he learned a very important lesson.


Aliens!

By Nick Voyatzis

One day a boy named Bill woke up in the middle of the night.  He saw a flashing light in his backyard.  He crept down the stairs to go see what the object was.  He put on his shoes and went outside. 

A big beam shot out at him and started to pull him up to the object.  Soon he was in it.  He saw lots of blue short people.  He noticed that he was in an alien spaceship and the little blue people were aliens!  He ran and ran and then he found the way out.

When he woke up in the middle of the night again and saw the flashing light he just went back to sleep.


Missing

 by Nicole Persaud

One day in late winter the Smith family was moving to a small town in the mountains of British Columbia. It was a very quiet town because not many people lived there. The town was located in a valley and you could always hear the wind whipping through the trees. The town had a mysterious feeling to it.

The Smith family had a mother and her two daughters. One daughter was 13 years old and her name was Amy. Amy had short dark brown hair and wore glasses. Her mother said that was because she always had her nose in a book. The second daughter was 14 years old and her name was Alannah. She had short black hair and was always falling down and hurting herself. Her mother said it was because of her big feet.

The day they moved into the big old house on Elm Street it was windy as usual. The girls each picked their own bedrooms and started to unpack their things. That evening after dinner when the girl’s beds were ready and they had finished brushing their teeth and saying goodnight to their mother they went to bed. That’s when the problems started.

That night Amy and Alannah heard a strange noise coming from the basement. They both quickly ran to their mother’s bedroom and told her about what they had heard. Their mother told them, “You were probably just dreaming. It was probably just the wind, so go back to bed.”

The girls didn’t believe that because they could not both have the same dream at the same time. They went back to their rooms and tried to get some sleep. Amy fell back to sleep but Alannah didn’t because she was scared.

In the morning at breakfast their mother told the girls that she thought she had seen something in her room looking around but when she turned the lights on there was nothing there. This really freaked them out but they had no time to talk about it because they would be late for school. The girls went off to school and their mother stayed home to finish unpacking.

After the girls came home from school their mother told them she had to go to the store to pick up some things and would be back in about 30 minutes. The girls went upstairs to do their homework. About 5 minutes later the phone rang. Amy picked up the telephone and said, “Hello.”

“I CAN SEE YOU!” said the voice.

“Alannah, turn off the lights and get down on the floor, NOW!” Amy shouted.

The girls slowly crawled down the stairs and into the kitchen.

“Where can we hide?” Alannah asked Amy.

“In the kitchen closet,” replied Amy.

The girls scrambled into the dark kitchen closet and sat there and waited both hoping their mother would be home soon. Suddenly, they heard, “I CAN STILL SEE YOU!”

It was the same voice that Amy had heard on the telephone. Amy opened the door of the closet and they both ran into the living room. All of a sudden the front door blew open but no one was there.

A short time late their mother arrived home and the first thing she noticed was that the front door was open. She dropped her bags and ran into the house calling, “Alannah…Amy!”

There was no reply so she ran into the kitchen where she saw that there were smashed plates on the floor and the phone was off the hook. She searched the house but no one was there. She ran to the phone to call the police.

Amy and Alannah were missing.

After Amy and Alannah’s mother called the police, she looked in the back yard. There was a mask lying on the ground. The police arrived immediately. The policeman, named Ron said, “Why did you not stay on the phone?”

Amy and Alannah’s mother named Ally said, “Sorry but the mask in the back yard caught my attention.

“Do not touch anything, this house is a crime scene,” Ron also said.

“Are you going to find my children?” asked Ally.

“Do your children have passports?” wondered Ron.

“Yes they do,” said Ally in amazement.

“I will show you right away,” replied Ally.

“They’re gone,” screamed Ally in shock.

Ron said that the forensic scientists would be on the scene immediately. “We have to get you down to the police station,” Ron said.

Ally got in Ron’s police car and was driven to the police station.

It took 3 hours for the police to finish questioning her. Ally did not care. She just wanted her daughter’s back!

5 months and 2 days later and, there was still no word that Ally’s daughters had been found. Then all of a sudden the phone rang. When Ally said, “HELLO,” there was hope in her voice.

The police officer came on the phone, “We found your two daughters in New York City.”

“Are they OK?” asked Ally in hesitation.

“I am sorry but your daughters have died,” replied the officer.

The funeral happened 1 week later, after the phone call. Ally said to herself, MY LIFE IS NOT FAIR!