Wordplay Halloween Novels & Stories

3. The parade was fantastic this year, one of the best I'd seen. Costumed people of all stripes cavorted, marching around us while giant puppets danced and twirled through the air. Everywhere we looked, there was something to catch our attention, to engulf us in the Halloween spirit. Here a skeleton played guitar for a group of succubi, there a clown doll bounced on a pogo stick, while a man in leather pants and a chest harness juggled balls shaped like Jack-O-Lanterns. It was a scene out of Ray Bradbury, and I could tell from the permanent smile on her face that Maddie was eating it up.

SSHS 90 It is already the 3rd week of the month of October, and people are already getting excited for the Halloween Event that will take place at the end of the month. In fact, all of the students who were energetic enough to volunteer helped the participating clubs in hanging the banners and placing some scary statues, skeletons, fake spider webs, and all of the things that are themed with Halloween. They even had a mini Pumpkin Carving contest and all of the carved pumpkins will be used as a part of all the displays all over the school grounds, and the winner’s pumpkin will be placed in the centre of the school— where the plaza is located and it is placed in a pedestal where it has a ligh

He’s good with his words, and just like a delicious glass of wine, he makes you feel all relaxed. Today it is Halloween and although we don’t go trick or treating, with around 47 adults in the pack, some of the women thought we should have like a little party. And so here we are all dressed up, with the place decorated really incredibly with cobwebs, spiders, ghosts and blood.

Multiple hands of the dead people reach out from under the earth trying to crawl out and Jessica stands with her arms wide apart laughing hysterically ................... ✍🏽 I wake up the following day, the day of Halloween. The house is lit up with pumpkin lights, some new red candles at the window waiting to burn, fake cobwebs on the door, rubber spiders on the toilet seat and blood paints on the door We played a recording of people screaming and people screaming while getting butchered and sounds of chainsaw ripping through the flesh of unfortunate souls—lovely tunes I meet Haley at the Kitchen, she just got the Halloween cookies out of the oven. She baked spider shaped cookies and she i

she glanced at the tv,“... am I right, Hendricks?” “Of course.” He replies.I shifted my gaze to the tv and, I could see Jake. He was being interviewed about the death of Miss Anna .“... I don’t know, but to me, this year’s Christmas will be feeling a lot like the long halloween.”Jake said, with a smirk on his face.I turned around to leave, unable to make sense of everything.“What do these three meant by ‘The Long Halloween’?” I muttered under my breath.TBC

* DISASTROUS WORK: REAL DIARY The road was free from travelers and wretched men who had come down to watch the parade before dawn. It was a day before Halloween, and most of the men and women who lived in Brown Town had taken turns to set up a lively platform where they could display their evil masterpieces without having to face condemnation.

He could be annoying as hell, but he was still the best brother. I’d never tell him that though. If his head inflated any more, he’d have trouble walking. “By the way.” I tried to sound casual as I fiddled with the sleeve of my shirt. “Halloween is coming up, and I was thinking of pulling some pranks. Is there anything Alex is scared of? Clowns, spiders, heights…” Suspicion crawled into Josh’s face. “Halloween is more than two months away.” “Yeah, but it sneaks up on you, and I want to prepare.”

he says picking Beth up in his arms as she whined and cried, it was funny seeing her hissing and fussing like a small kitten. "What are you laughing at?" daddy Romy asks, picking me up as well, but I was carried like the kitten, instead daddy placed me over his shoulder. "Kitty nu wanna be carried, kitty wanna run," I explain to Adrian. "I want a big pumpkin, I wanna carve a dragon," Leah says coming in after us, everyone is picking pumpkin to crave for Halloween, we celebrate Halloween as well! Which is super fun, although I didn't get to celebrate it many times growing up, dad always wanted to go as count Dracula, and that really gets boring after a while, and I grew too old to play along

*Grace* Every year fewer and fewer children come, I think, staring at the leftover Halloween treats I made—Juliet’s recipes for homemade caramel apples wrapped like Jack-o-lanterns and candy-eyed popcorn balls pressed around plastic vampire teeth to look like little toothy monsters. Barely half is gone, and I certainly don’t need it in the house. I pack everything in a bag and carry it to the foot of the stairs.

She’d reacted in the only way she had known how. One moment everyone was at play, (the small school’s kindergarten through sixth grade classes all allowed on the playground together for recess), talking and shouting, romping about in the dead, skittering leaves of an elm tree that rose from a circle of grass at the playground’s center. A group of pupils was singing, led by their substitute first grade teacher in the verse of an old harvesttime melody: “Hallowe ’ee ’een The witch is riding high . . . Have you se ’ee ’een