By Greyson Wright, 10
Temple Elementary School
One night, three kids named Max, Jeff and Nick, were trick or treating.
They went to every home that they could. They ran into an old fisherman. Max said, “Move Old Man!”
The Old Man, Joe, told the kids about a type of a shark. It was named the Demon Shark. Then Jeff said, “That is not real!”
Old Man Joe said, “It IS real!”
The kids laughed so hard at the old man. Old Man Joe drove them to Dead Lake. The kids were smirking because they thought it was not real. When they got to Dead Lake, Old Man Joe said “Get on the boat.”
They went to Fang Island. When they got there, they got their fishing rods out and they started to fish. Max got a bite on his rod. He reeled it in. It was an old boot. Max said, “Oh Man!” Then, Nick got a BIG one.
It was the Demon Shark!!! Max said, “Get on the boat!” The shark dragged the boat so fast. The boys’ faces were full of fear! Their hair was blowing back so hard. The shark jumped and turned and landed on the boat. Then…. he ate Max!
The two kids and Old Man Joe retreated back home and Jeff said “That was a hard thing to survive!” Then Nick said, “I did not know the Demon shark was real.” The Old Man was laughing. Then Jeff said, “WHAT ABOUT MAX?”
The next week, the boys saw a shadow in the distance with a missing leg. It was Max. They ran to Max and they were happy to see him.
THE END
By Colton Swan, 8
Temple Elementary School
A mean witch named Grace, cast a spell on a princess named Alissa. It was a pumpkin spell. It turned a person into a scary pumpkin. Alissa was the most beautiful girl in the village and everyone loved her. Especially, the prince named Chase; a very authentic boy. He heard about the spell that was cast on Alissa and got very sad. So, he sailed 1000 miles to save her.
He battled the witch. He battled against the witch for three and a half days. He used his sword made out of aluminum and he finally won! It was surprising that he won. The witch was defeated forever.
The only way to break the spell, was a true love’s kiss. He leaned over Alissa and kissed her. The spell was broken! She was no longer an ugly pumpkin. The town cheered with joy!
Alissa and Chase lived happily ever after.
The End
By Sarah L. Decker, 40
Jaffrey
Jenny paid the store clerk for some last-minute Halloween candy and left realizing it was a lot darker than when she came in. Strolling around in the shadows wasn’t what she typically did but this was a quaint and quiet town and she lived only a few blocks in a rehabilitated Victorian off Main Street. Crime was unheard of other than occasional teenagers vandalizing the park. Jenny shivered, zipped up her lavender hoodie and began down the sidewalk. The town’s only blinking light shown amber on a street with no traffic.
Eerily the local décor of Halloween seemed to come alive in between flashes. Scarecrows. Over a dozen of them. A yearly tradition allowed folks to decorate figures of all genres and line them along Main Street’s green areas.
Flour sacks used to fashion the heads on most these strange effigies always made Jenny uncomfortable. Loose limbs shook in the wind, as she walked past the scarecrows one by one, each hanging from a wooden cross stuck into the ground. The noise of crisp leaves turning up in the heavy wind left Jenny deaf to other ambient noise. She looked one scarecrow in the face while passing. It was fashioned to look like a popular children’s character but despite the builder’s best efforts to add red and white striped whimsy she couldn’t look for long. She suddenly felt she wasn’t alone. She walked faster turning her head back to look at how far she had already gone.
“AAAHHHHHH!!” turning back toward her home Jenny came face to face with a large carved pumpkin head attached to a fat flannel body full of leaves. She nearly knocked it over!! Her heart raced and entire body trembled to stay up as she moved out of the hanging form’s way and ran home.
Falling up the steps to her porch she fumbled her keys. That must have been the biggest scarecrow she had ever seen! She felt ridiculous. She looked back nervously laughing at her fright.
“GASP!!”
The pumpkin, red plaid shirt, the jeans filled with leaves, were GONE! Quivering, Jenny grabbed the door handle only to then immediately drop her keys and melt onto the porch, her legs falling out from under her. Reflected in the glass of her front door was the glow of a candle from inside the angular eyes of the missing jack-o-lantern.
By Emmy Ratcliffe, 9
Rindge Memorial School
We stood there in front of the old abandoned (that’s what Abree thinks) house.
“Well, ladies first. I suppose.” said Aubree.
“No, no, no, no. Why don’t you go first?”
“Ok, Cam, I’ll go first.”. Aubrey started walking up the dirt path to the house. I followed him, stepping
cautiously.
Once we got to the door Abree rang the bell. We waited. “Looks like no one’s home.” said Abree as he pushed the door open. Once the door was open a ghost that looked twelve ft. tall said to us,
“Right this waaaaaaaaaay.”. Then all of the sudden everything went black and I felt like I was
being stretched like a piece of taffy being made
After that second of odd feeling I was standing in the middle of a pitch black room. I yelled out,
“Abree!! Abree, where are you!?!”
“I’m right over here!!”
“Right over where!!?”
“Do you feel that!!
“That rumbling!?”
“Yeah!!”
“It feels like the ground is tilting!!”
“That’s because it is!!”
The deep rumbling grew as the ground tilted. Then I heard a bark like a dog. Then I heard it again. “Bark! Bark!”. Then a big black dog jumped at me. It scraped my cheek and I screamed in agony. I fell over and started to roll to the side that was tilting. Then I saw movement in the darkness. It was Aubrey!! Aubrey jumped at the dog.
Suddenly there was an enormous jerk and the floor was all the way sideways. Abree and I fell and fell and fell. Until we hit the ground. There was a staircase in front of us with torches that lit the way.
“Well,” said Aubrey, “there’s only one way to go.” I looked at him and felt my cheek remembering the sign on the door that said ‘Beware of dog’.
We went up the stairs to the attic and opened the door. It creaked loudly. Near a round window sat a HUGE blue monster, his head turned toward the window. Then the door creaked shut behind us. I grabbed the handle and shook it hard. It didn’t budge. The monster got up and turned around. He had glowing pupiless yellow eyes and teeth soaked with blood. He roared and everything went black again with that strange taffy feeling. We were standing outside the old “not so abandoned” house. We ran home screaming. We never went there again.
By Morgan Ratcliffe, 11
Rindge Memorial School
I walked down the leaf-covered road to my friends’ house. I always liked to share a story.
Not a lot happened, so events like this were huge.
I got to the driveway which led to my friends Jonathan and Annie’s house. After entering,
I ran upstairs to their room.
“Big news!” I said.
“What is it, Jay?” asked Jonathan.
“Convict from the ‘20’s- broke out- big reward!” I panted. “The news said he’s still alive,
and he hid in the Alcatraz prison museum. Now he’s escaped, and on a spree! If we catch him, there’ll be big money.”
“This idea is nuts.” Annie grimaced. “But… I’ll do it.”
“Me too!” said Jonathan, as expected.
We knew we were crazy, and we probably would not find the criminal, but that night, we got our BB guns and some of my friends’ dad’s kevlar that had shrunk in the wash (he was a policeman.). Then, we went looking for the criminal.
“Rumor has it he’s called ‘The Animal,’ and when he died, he went to H-E double hockey sticks, but he was so mean even the devil was afraid, so he got rejected and brought back to life.” I whispered.
“I heard he has an axe that says ‘All You Need Is Love’ on it, like the Beatles song,” murmured Jonathan.
“Well, I heard he was gonna be moved to a new prison, but they forgot and he was left forever.” Annie added. All of a sudden, we heard footsteps and saw a figure with an axe. We could see an inscription on the axe that read, “All You Need Is Love.”
The figure began chasing us, screaming. We ran, too scared to shoot our guns. The figure swung his axe, barely missing us. Annie screamed, “He’s catching up!”
“Oh my gosh, I can see him!” Jonathan yelled.
I saw him too. He had a tattered plaid shirt, grey skin, and black, dirty hair. Then he screamed something I would never forget:
“NOT FOR THING!”
“Jay!” It was Annie.
“We’ve entered a forest!”
“Run!” I screamed.
“The Animal is catching up!”
“I hear sirens!” Jonathan yelled.
Police cars drove into the woods and surrounded The Animal. An officer cuffed him, placed him in the car and drove off. The weird thing is, as the car drove away, there was a
message written in red on the window:
“All You Need Is Love.”
By Kayden Wozniak, 15
Conant High School
An angry old man lived on a quiet road along with a few neighbors. A little
girl up the road had just gotten a black cat, who often wandered around her
house late at night and sometimes ventured outside and into the road. One
night an old man was coming home, driving a bit too fast when his car hit a
bump. Fearing the worst, he got out of his car and looked. It was the cat.
Instead of owning up to his mistake, he picked up the poor creature, and
threw it into the woods.
The next day he saw the little girl and her family walking up and down the
road, and suddenly his doorbell rang. It was her mother. “Hello Mr. Bartley,
my daughter lost her kitty, his name was Arrow, he was a small black cat,
have you seen him?” She asked lightly. “Your cat ain’t none of my concern.”
he said, and shut the door.
That night when he went to go to bed he heard scratching at his front door.
When he opened it up, there was a dead bird. The old man, as tough and
mean as he was, was a bit disturbed as his thoughts turned to the cat….. It
must have been a prank, he told himself. He awoke at four o’clock in the
morning to an eerie meowing coming from outside. It continued, keeping
him awake for two hours.
Soon he stormed down the stairs and to the door. When he opened it, there
was a black cat, with a tire mark through its stomach. It looked at him and
hissed. He slammed his door immediately. “It can’t be.” he whispered to
himself. It started to meow again, even louder. He tried to ignore it at first
but then he stormed back downstairs and outside. “Go away!” he yelled
“Go back from where you came!”
The cat kept meowing. The man had had enough, but when he walked up
to the cat to grab it, it ran into the road and sat there and waited. “Why
you!” he said as he walked up to the cat. The cat didn’t move, or meow or hiss as he approached……. But then, all of a sudden, a car came speeding
up the road, only they didn’t notice the old man.