For this week I decided to post a short-story that I wrote in high school. I actually won first place in a regional contest for this story. Enjoy!
A dark night, along time ago, there was an old woman. The woman lived alone, deep in the forest, with her dog, Harold.
Every year in the spring, the woman planted squash and pumpkins in her garden which was guarded by a scarecrow. When fall came, she harvested her crop, and then cut up all of the squash and pumpkins for pies and cakes. This year though, she made a spooky jack-o-lantern to put on her porch.
One night when the woman was asleep in bed she heard a scratching against the side of her house and then a raspy, inaudible voice. The woman ignored it and fell back asleep.
The next morning when the woman went out to her garden she felt like she was being watched. All that day she felt that something was wrong.
That night just before she went to bed she let Harold outside. She closed the door and then heard him barking. She reopened the door and went out on the porch. The barking suddenly stopped. She called Harold but he didn't come.
All of a sudden the jack-o-lantern lit up, the pumpkin turned around and looked at her. The woman was frozen stiff. Suddenly the pumpkin began to rise and the woman realized the body was that of her scarecrow.
The woman stepped towards the door, realizing that it had latched behind her, she screamed, the scarecrow coming closer.
The jack-0-lantern said in a raspy voice, "You killed them! YOU!"
Those screams were the last ever heard from the old woman.
Every year in the spring, the woman planted squash and pumpkins in her garden which was guarded by a scarecrow. When fall came, she harvested her crop, and then cut up all of the squash and pumpkins for pies and cakes. This year though, she made a spooky jack-o-lantern to put on her porch.
One night when the woman was asleep in bed she heard a scratching against the side of her house and then a raspy, inaudible voice. The woman ignored it and fell back asleep.
The next morning when the woman went out to her garden she felt like she was being watched. All that day she felt that something was wrong.
That night just before she went to bed she let Harold outside. She closed the door and then heard him barking. She reopened the door and went out on the porch. The barking suddenly stopped. She called Harold but he didn't come.
All of a sudden the jack-o-lantern lit up, the pumpkin turned around and looked at her. The woman was frozen stiff. Suddenly the pumpkin began to rise and the woman realized the body was that of her scarecrow.
The woman stepped towards the door, realizing that it had latched behind her, she screamed, the scarecrow coming closer.
The jack-0-lantern said in a raspy voice, "You killed them! YOU!"
Those screams were the last ever heard from the old woman.
2 comments:
Ooooooooooooo, spooky! What happened next?????
What a great story for Halloween season!!!
UUUUUUUhhhhh!!!!
How enthralling!!!
It got better and better toward the end. I'm with previous poster,
uuuuu... how did it end--"who/what did she kill? what happened to the old woman? :o) All rhetorical of course.
Happy Halloween!
Anna
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