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The Boy and the ClownThe voice speaks to him
The poor little kid
It's cursed him forever
Of it he'll never be rid

The voice comes from his doll
His Fella plushy
That's dressed as a clown
With a smile of insanity

It speaks to the child
Tells him to do horrid things
On Halloween night
Terror it brings

The Fella turned to him
Saying its time to kill
Instructing the boy
That his family's blood he will spill

The boy begged for mercy
But the doll told him no
Said there was evil inside him
And its time for it to show

The boy asked sadly
Will this set me free?
The clown faced Fella laughed
And said maybe we'll see

So the boy picked up his blade
hThe Boy and the Clown4 years ago in Spooky Stories

The Watcher Here are a few things fella saw on Halloween .

He saw
kings and queens
Winged dragons
Cowboys in runaway wagons
Featured creatures from outer space
Demon seeds and little speed racers
He saw
Vampires dressed in evening attire
Clowns that looked a little haywire
Werewolves and witches and little red devils
All sorts of monsters who haunt and taunt you
He saw
Little scary fairies that carry jack o lanterns
Ghouls who duel with ghosts and goblins
Skeletons that eat tons of candy
MummiThe Watcher4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Scream and dreamTrick or Treat I hear them scream
Eyes emitting a monstrous gleam
Imagining all that lay ahead
Toil and Trouble and full of dread

Dressed in costumes filled with fright
Ghouls and witches roam the night
Fella stalks the streets so dark
Enjoying Hallows ritual lark

Hiding behind every tree
Yelling BOO to all that see
His costume made of blood and bone
A mask unique that was his own

A cackled laugh and eerie sound
of words he spoke to children found
With bags of candy in their grasp
Dropping all to hear his rasp

Trick or Treat its time for bed
To eat some candy and rest your head
Toil and trouble screech and scream
Tonight waScream and dream4 years ago in Spooky Stories

THE EVIL COSTUME    Finally the little boy was able to put on his costume. He had waited all day for the darkness to overtake the earth.
  As he slipped the final head mask over his face . He felt this evil and cold presence over take his entire little stubby body. He began to shake and quiver!  He didn't know what to do.
  His costume was supposed to be a little cute bunny rabbit. When he looked in the mirror, he saw this mean nasty looking rabbit gazing back at him.  It had an evil glare in it's eye's.  As if the rabbit was getting ready to slice him up, into a million bits !
&#THE EVIL COSTUME4 years ago in Spooky Stories

A Haunting ReflectionAt first, I thought it was just a trick, some cosmic joke set up by my friends. That would be the logical solution. Any minute, I would turn around and see Fella dressed in one of those screamer costumes. The one with the plastic masks and a pump built into the sleeve so one can make blood drip down their face. At least, that's what I was hoping.

Then, I decided that wasn't possible. Everything in the house was flipped, like I was looking at a mirror version of it. I kept hearing noises and voices, a worried man and a distraught woman. Maybe I was just being haunted by a ghost. It wasn't logical but it was possible. I believed in that kind oA Haunting Reflection4 years ago in Spooky Stories

A Monster - Changed Forever                       A scream pierced through the night.
                                   He was a monster.
                            It terrified the poor creature.
    It was just as he thought;A Monster - Changed Forever4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Fresh PaintCrimson paint, dripping, flowing,
Shone with light of red eyes glowing,
Paints a haunted canvas near
The corpse of someone you hold dear

Each horrid stroke is trademark of
A disembodied, blood-stained glove
Its master working late at night,
To bring you gifts of death and fright

Glowing of an aura blue,
The ghostly painter grins at you
Locked within his gruesome stare,
You're helpless to escape his lair

Tattered beret upon his head,
The floating phantom reeks of dead
A threadbare smock, aged and soiled,
Reveals how his victims toiled

For when this fearsome ghoul's in need,
He simply makes his prisoners bleed
He'll drainFresh Paint4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Fellas little SecretIt was All Hallow's Eve and on this night all came out to play.
I could be myself and no-one would be the wiser.
None would comment on the pallor of my skin or the fact that it was falling off the bone in places or the caked blood that smelt of yesterday.
I watched as the children scurried with their buckets hoping to get them filled with candy.
It made what teeth I had left in my head ache.
Metaphorically speaking of course.
No-one looked my way except in weird appreciation of what they thought was my costume.
My mother always commented on what a cute little fella I was and how inventive my costumes were.
Sewn together iFellas little Secret4 years ago in Spooky Stories

There's Scissors in My ThroatIt was the night of Halloween,
A night loved by most,
A night to get candy, hang with friends,
And perhaps see a ghost.

The moon was out
And the wind sent out a chill.
Two girls were walking by,
One with a mind that could kill.

"Worst Halloween ever," Amanda said,
Holding her jester dressed fella doll.
"Why do you say that?" Jesse asked,
The weight of her candy ready to make her fall.

"It's cold, I'm tired, And this is boring.
No one is out and there's no one around.
The night is starting to creep me out-."
Amanda paused. "Hey, what's that sound?"

Jesse looked back and then grinned.
"Maybe it's the ghost of Anna Croat.
They There's Scissors in My Throat4 years ago in Spooky Stories

the best fright of allBOOthe best fright of all4 years ago in Spooky Stories

This spooky fearWe all are in our beds and all we hear is knocking in the door two times. Loraine gets up to get the door, but even before we could, we heard loud, board-creaking footsteps coming from downstairs. Everyone gathers to the door because we all heard it, and we want to know what was going on. We all fought to make someone go downstairs, until one of the eldest Loraine decided to finally go. We waited for ten minutes, but when we called her name, we heard the smashing of branches of the trees against the window, like the sound of nails on a chalk board. Their was only four of us, and one was already gone. We decided that Frank would go because I hThis spooky fear4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Flying Fancies"Phillip! Talk to me."

"No, no...I can't," Phil shook his head, long black hair sweeping around his shoulders. "I've been betrayed so many times."

Ellie had known from the start that Phillip was a lone wolf, a shadow in a world of light, but she had thought their love would overcome anything. But now, holding an empty bottle in her hand, the glass against her forehead, Ellie wasn't sure.

"Phil, please," she whispered. The couch creaked as he shifted, the trenchcoat shivering around him like wings. "What could be so bad? I already know what you are."

"What?"

She had startled him and his black eyebrows arched up over his porcelain skin facFlying Fancies4 years ago in Spooky Stories

wardrobe m a l f u n c t i o n4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Fella's Great DisguiseThey claimed he was adorable and as cute as could be. It was hard to see through the facade he put up, how sweet he acted. He was Fella and no one could ever find anything wrong about him.

What would they have done if the had all known he was a monster?

No one ever would have figured out if it weren't for that Halloween. There was a reason he always disappeared before the moon went down, especially on Halloween, when it's always said that the veil between the living in the dead gets thinner until it almost doesn't exist. But this Halloween, he was convinced to stay out late. He lost track of time quickly, trick-or-treating with his friends Fella's Great Disguise4 years ago in Spooky Stories

A Halloween PandemicPeople shrieked in fear, running in blind terror as far away from Fella as they could, clutching desperately at miniature bottles of Purell. Tears coursed uselessly down their faces, swallowed by the folds of their costumes. The wind howled around the terrified Halloweeners, whipping viciously at any exposed skin and rattling through the empty branches of the trees. Fella continued on, oblivious to the chaos unfolding around him. He smiled brightly, mistaking it as part of the Halloween cheer. His small plastic pumpkin swung lightly in his hands, eager to be filled with any nearby Halloween candy.

Yet it seemed as if there was no candy to beA Halloween Pandemic4 years ago in Spooky Stories

FurbiesBlood dripped from its blunt beak as its stares upon the pool of blood of the 5th naive victim, where its reflection lies. A small fluffy blood drenched creature with sharply pointed ears pointing to the black night sky, a rounded blunt beak with a razor sharp edge slicing through flesh, small yellow bird feet with retracted claws only ever shown in the millisecond of enclosing death of their victim. Piercing wide eyes locked upon their prey, their colours of fur ranging in many colours of the rainbow, luring tactic for the people unsuspecting of their nature. This luring tactic hasn't worked since the first time their name was known across tFurbies4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Nothing To Fear..."Knock knock…" a violent rattling, disturbs the old wood door, echoing loud thuds through this homes musty Victorian hallway. Eyes glance up from the prose of greater men, to suddenly hear another "knock knock" ardently rising out of the aged red velvet chair, leaving the warmth of its inviting comfort behind.

With bemused curiosity I approach the old wood door, my hand extends to the entrances rusted brass handle, I slowly open the old wood door to distinguish who had made such a disturbing commotion… Yet, I see nothing.

Staring into darkness, nothing but leaves dancing against shadowed Halloween moonlight Nothing To Fear...4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Fella's CostumeDusk falls as the sky lights fade,
As magic and witchery begin their escapade.
The gates of magica let loose this night,
All but one fella who is in a big plight.
Red, blue, yellow and green,
Colours too bright for halloween.
He cries in frustration and flops on the bed,
Only to discover the perfect outfit.
He smiles in glee and looks in the mirror,
This is perfect, now I just need some glitter.
He sprinkles in on and finally, he's done.
Trick or treating, here I come!
He saunters out as happy as can be,
And knocks on the spooky door on lane number three.
Out comes a lady, dressed as a witch,
She laughs at this stranger, till sFella's Costume4 years ago in Spooky Stories

The Fella: A Halloween TaleOne All-Hallow's-Eve so dreary, I did homework, bored and weary,
Over many a heavy volume of biology and lore
While I studied, still and sleepy, I felt a presence, close and creepy
As if someone had come to greet me, greet me sitting at my chore
"'Tis just a dream," I muttered, "So sleepy and about to snore –
Only this and nothing more."

But a devil-beast appearing in my work soon interfering,
Straight it wheeled my desk chair in front of laptop and Explorer
Then upon the cushion sinking, Fe'la betook himself to linking
Webpage unto webpage, winking as he led me to procrastination's door –
Will this fiend so cosThe Fella: A Halloween Tale4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Fella's Scariest CostumeIt was the scariest of all nights when little Fella crept from his bed. To his horror he saw ghosts and ghouls and things outside, all searching for a taste of sweet Fella flesh. Spartans and cats (and quite a few Spartan Cats) were groaning restlessly in Fella's Meme Graveyard; a few Failtrolls were tapping on the windows, squabbling amongst themselves about Gothicism, and art-thieves were sliding down the chimney, browsers already set to Google.

Fella shivered, overwhelmed by all these terrifying sights.

"How am I going to get out of here?"

Suddenly struck by an idea, he dashed to his closet and pulled things out at random. A cannibal, Fella's Scariest Costume4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Easy-Bake Oven"I can't remember," she said.

"Not even a bit?"

"Of course not," she responded, strangely gleeful. Debra Parker sat back and watched the child intently as she rocked back and forth. She held a plushie dressed up as a pumpkin in her hands.

"The fire, Fella. Such pretty colors, Fella," she murmured, stroking the plushie.

The child was pale. Her hair hardly contrasted to the tone of her skin, making her look even sicklier. Parker flipped through the file she had been given. Margaret O'Hara, it read.

"Margaret, is it? That's a pretty name," Parker half-smiled before continuing, "Margaret, can you tell me where you got those bruises?"

SilenEasy-Bake Oven4 years ago in Spooky Stories

What Is Halloween?I often wonder, what's Halloween? Some says it's the time when spirits come to visit us. Some says it's an annual celebration when people wear spooky costumes. "I have to find out the answer." I spoke to myself as I dressed up as a Mummy and walked towards the park where the Halloween party took place.

When I was about to reach my destination, something caught my eye and it was an old house with overgrown plants covering the gate. I walked away but suddenly, a voice reached my ears.

"Come inside my dear." An old woman said. "Come inside and I'll tell you the answer you were looking for." Then, she went inside the house and disappeared. I loWhat Is Halloween?4 years ago in Spooky Stories

Halloween RoutineWitches will fly,
Black cats will screech their eerie cry.
Monsters and ghosts will roam the streets,
While children collect their treats.
Trolls try to blend in,
With the Fella costumes, wearing a big wide grin.
Vampires in form of bats,
Crawl through the town like rats.
Werewolves howl's echo through the night,
The underworld is coming to life tonight.
This is their routine,
Every Halloween. Halloween Routine4 years ago in Spooky Stories

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