Little Nightmares Pumpkin Novels & Stories

Eli yelled as he dropped Faith's hand and ran to the bright orange pumpkin that sat on top of the rest. "Are you sure?" Arden asked Eli when he finally came to stand next to the pumpkin. Eli nodded with a large grin on his face. He was very proud of his findings. "Alright then." Arden leaned down and picked the pumpkin up with one arm. He did not even seem phased by its size. Aurora stood in shock along with a few half a dozen women as they all watched Arden walk over to the table and pay for his pumpkin. When he turned around, he said, "What?" The knowing look in his eye told Aurora he knew exactly what. She shook her head, and they followed Arden as he put the pumpkin in the back of his ca

For a moment, the room feels heavy, and then finally, his voice breaks through the silence. “I’ve been having nightmares,” he whispers, his small voice cracking. “About the scary lady we met at the amusement park. She was really mean, Mommy. She… she kicked away my stuffed bunny. I was so scared, and ever since then, I keep dreaming about her.” His eyes finally lift, locking onto mine. The fear swimming in them is raw, tangible, and it hits me like a punch to the chest. My heart skips a beat, and I can feel the tightness in my throat.

Well, that was their never-ending taunting. Jason groaned and nearly choked on his fries. "Chaos-free? With you and Sarah in the same room? Impossible, Lily." I rolled my eyes while chuckling. "You make it sound like we attract disasters, Jason." "Because you do," Jason grinned before leaning back in his chair. "But pajama party? That's actually gonna be fun. Unless..." He paused dramatically while smirking. "Unless we find out who Pumpkin’s mate is tonight." Lily gasped in fake horror. "Don't jinx it, Jason!"

I also put my hair in a ponytail and apply a little lip gloss for moisture. As I leave my room, I go straight to Paula's room, which she shares with Camille because of her night terrors and nightmares. Paula has an innate fear of the dark owing to her gift of sight, and all the profound visions that she gets once the lights are out. She always likes to be with someone at night, because her visions, especially the ones she get in her sleep, can get really violent some nights, and then she needs someone to wake her up, or she could get sucked into the other realm, and never wake up.

The little pumpkin was so scared of her, that his face went pale. However, Miranda just sat down next to the pumpkin and did nothing. She shut her eyes and went to sleep. Maya and Jane Emerson had pushed her so hard earlier. So, she was having a headache right now. When Miranda finally woke up after a while, she felt that the side of her leg was warm. Lowering her head, she could see the little pumpkin had snuggled up to the side of her leg, and his little hand was even holding on to the edge of her blouse.

“Fine. I won’t join you. I will be here waiting for you at the table. Hust bring us pumpkins, okay? Have fun.” I nod, then the lights turn off, and now it's pitch black. Bash kisses my lips before he lets me go. My eyes finally adjust in the dark. The trees are painted with glow in the dark. This looks cool just like in the movie Avatar, only a little bit darker. I walk towards the nearest big pumpkin with artificial vines surrounding it. I pick up the first pumpkin, but it’s empty. A few minutes later, I notice everyone is having pumpkins in their hands. I walk far to where they hadn’t search yet.

A lullaby hums in a voice not your own Sung from the mouths of the buried and dead A faceless thing grins in the wide doorway Stretching its arms, your escort inside Your name is etched on a tomb with no grave A jagged whisperer, an icy brace Your heart beats loud, but not for long Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you I said grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out, and so will your veins The bells don't toll; the clocks don't chime Only the sound of the end of time Your Shadow melts your hands turn cold The nightmare sings as it takes hold I'm sorry to say, but this is the end Your breath is stolen; no need to pretend A door creaks open; the void

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

No, a puzzle, but somehow a clue, that goes like this. "Don’t you remember those happy voices in your mind as you sleep? Or maybe the screams you hear of terror in a nightmare. What is a nightmare? Isn’t a nightmare a small prison you’re trapped in, with no hopes of waking? Why? Because you never know you’re asleep. You forget everything, your name, your life, and who you are. The only thing to accompany you are the monsters that laugh in your mind, that taunt you, knowing everything. Your life, your happiness, everything that had been stolen away. But the scariest part of the nightmare won’t be the monsters. They aren’t scary themselves. The most fearful thing of all is that they are yours.