Horror Stories
On Halloween night, a group of teens were camping around a fire in the middle of the woods playing truth or dare. All of them were not deep believers in any Halloween stuff. One of them wanted to scare his sister which was among their group and so, he excused himself saying he was going to the bathroom behind a tree and while everyone thought he was doing his business, he looked through the woods trying to find something he could use to scare his sister. Looking for a branch that looked like an arm or similar, he found bones. He screamed but then he thought they were part of a prank and he decided they would be used in another one. There were 7 bones and there were 6 friends in a circle close to the fire and so, he decided to make the prank little more elaborate, he took 6 of the bones.
He returned to their campsite and while nobody looked, he put one bone inside each of his friends' backpacks. They kept telling stories until it was 3 am and they decided to go to sleep. At the next day the boy woke up to the sound of screams and he ran to his sister’s tent. When he opened it, he found his sister dead with the bone he had hidden in her backpack nailed to her heart. Almost scared to death, he went over all the tents and found the exact same situation.
Screaming to the top of his lungs, he ran asking for help but he got lost and just kept running with hope.
Three days later, when the teens were supposed to come back and didn't the families got worried and started a search party. They got to the campsite and found all the teens in their tents with the bone in their hearts. What about the boy? He was in his tent with a bone nailed in his heart. Nobody knew what happened but if it was for me I would never make fun of Halloween.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Sofia Garcia Osorio 10th A
Bad to the bone
Most of us are scared of walking in the dark, even in our own rooms. When we have to, we make a run for it or we turn on the lights but sometimes one of the options can be more lethal than the other.
Two roommates were studying in the room when one of them gets called from a friend to go out and dance. She accepts and while getting ready she asks her roommate if she wants to go but she says she prefers to stay and study. Then, the girl that was getting ready finishes and leaves.
She got really late to her room. She got there at 3:30 am. When she opened the door all the lights were off and her roommate appeared dead asleep. Being a nice roommate, she just kept walking through the dark, and she stumbled with a lot of things - some books, a chair and something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Finally, she got to her bed and she slept until her alarm went on.
When it did, she stood up and stretched. She called her roommate but she didn't respond. She kept calling her but did not answer. Finally, tired, she got close to her and started shaking her until she shook her so hard, her head fell off...
Screaming she backed off and then she noticed a note in her roommate's nightstand written in what appeared to be blood.
"AREN'T YOU GLAD YOU DIDN'T TURN ON THE LIGHTS?"
She then realized what had happened last night.
Remember, don't turn on the lights.
Sofia Garcia Osorio 10th A
Aren't you glad?
Last Halloween, I was waiting at my front door, giving out Halloween candy to trick-or-treaters all evening. Some children came alone, some were accompanied by parents. When they held out their bags, I happily dropped the sweets and treats inside. As it grew dark, things started to die down. When it seemed like nobody else was going to come, I decided to call it a night.
I was just about to turn my porch light off and go to bed when there was a knock at my door. It seemed much too late for children to still be out, but I grabbed a handful of candy and opened my door.
There were two children standing on my porch, but they weren’t wearing costumes. They were the strangest children I had ever seen in my life. Their skin was waxy and ghostly white. Their eyes were completely black. Their teeth were jagged and too big to fit in their mouths. The entire look was more disturbing than anything I had seen before. But their clothes were just plain, ordinary shirts and pants.
Confused, I asked them, “What are you supposed to be? Some kind of monsters?”
“No”, said the children as their mouths widened into broad, leering grins. “Tonight we’re dressed as humans.”
Filled suddenly with a chilling sense of impending doom, I slammed the door and locked it tight. Through the peephole, I could see the two strange trick-or-treaters standing outside the door, motionless. Then they began pounding on the door and telling me to let them in. The door shook and seemed like it was about to fall off its hinges. Then, just as suddenly as it began, it stopped.
When I looked out through the peephole, they were gone. The street outside was deserted.
I don’t know about you, but this Halloween, I will think twice before opening the door for anyone.
Andrea Pinilla 10A
Halloween Candy
Have you ever heard some scary stories? For example about myths and legends? Well, I have usually asked my grandmother for some cool and traditional scary stories of Colombia. She used to talk about them; some of her stories were: “La Pata Sola”, “La Llorona”, and “La Madre Montes”. However, she never told me about the men wearing a black cape riding a black horse. That myth or legend does not have a name, but sometimes people affirm that it is the devil that’s why they frighten so much.
One day, I decided to ask my grandmother if she could tell me a scary story and she answered me that yes, however, if she did, it was advertised to me that the story she was going to tell me was a very traumatic one. She began to tell me that she used to live in a town of Boyacá, in which all the land was always a problem; She told me that her grandfather was between those problems, so her mother used to tell her that if she was going to visit her grandfather she must watch her steps; in other words she must be careful and cautious. One day, as usual, she was going to the river on her horse to take some water for the farm, my grandmother was companied by the ten dogs the farm had in that time. That day she felt that the dogs were scared, and you know what the people say about the sixth sense the dogs have, so, consequently she also began to panic. Then after a couple of minutes of panic, she saw in front of the other border of the river a man with a black cape riding a black horse; this could sound very normal, however there was something strange, the weird thing was that she swore to me that the horse had fire around his knees, so she frightened and decided to return.
At the towns, the traditional or the cultural beliefs said that if you saw the devil riding his horse is because something bad was going to happen; there is when the land problem takes place because three days after that creepy event occurred, some men killed her grandfather since supposedly he was involved in some land problems.
So after all the anecdote, what I learned is that it is true what people say about the devil: his best weapon is pretending that he does not exist.
Lourdes Jimenez 10b
The Devil’s Weapon
