Pioneer Press put out the call for its annual Scary Stories contest and local third-, fourth- and fifth-graders did not disappoint. Here are the fifth grade submissions from the Doings area that didn't place in the Top 3 spots. Check in print and online Thursday, Oct. 31 for the winners' stories.
A Spooky Story
One day as I was walking through the woods on Halloween night, on the way back from work, I heard a strange sound and foot steps cracking on the leaves. I was so scared that I ran as fast as I could out of the woods. When I got home I told I told my dad what had happened.
The next day I got on my horse, Midnight, and galloped back into the woods to see if the strange sound was still there. After a while I heard that same sound again, but I was not as scared as the night before because I had a strong horse with me. As the sound kept getting louder and louder I was getting more scared than I have ever been. Suddenly my horse bolted with fright and ran out of the woods. Luckily I didn’t fall off. I looked back and there it was. It looked like a frog with slime dripping down from its mouth. It had a giant, spiral, snail shell and red blood-shot devil eyes. I galloped out of the forest as fast as I could. As soon as I got home I told my dad. I'm an only child so my parents are all about protecting me. So my dad got on his horse and I got on my horse and we went back into the woods. When we saw it I screamed and my dad had his gun out to shoot it, but that didn’t work. So we ran home and it followed us all the way until it got so tired that it fainted and died. A large wolf came and ate it before we could send the body to a scientist. To this day we now call it the ‘shiver giver’ and every time we talk about it we get the shivers.
— Ashley Varchetto, Monroe School
There was a girl named Lauren and she loved to go on adventurous trips. So one day, Lauren went to Rivapen Flow. When she went to RIvapen Flow, she thought the name sounded weird but she still had a glorious time. She went to the beach; saw some who had a lot of fur not hair and she also saw people with very sharp teeth. She also noticed that people ran fast.
Then she went to a restaurant called Transformation; she went inside and sat herself at a slimy and fuzzy booth.
Then the waiter came and gave her a meal, fish. She said, “Thanks I didn’t ask for this but this is still delicious. By the way, why is the restaurant called Transformation? Then she looked at the waiter and he gave her a chilling smile. Then Lauren ate the fish and felt drowsy.
After that she went to bed, it took her a while to fall asleep because she didn’t feel well. The next morning, Lauren didn’t feel like her normal self when she woke up. She was eating cereal and it tasted horrible. She was craving blood. Lauren started screaming and probably woke everyone up. She looked in the mirror and she looked like a half-werewolf and half-vampire. So she put on a blanket which looked like a cloak so no one would see her. She went to doctor’s offices and pharmacies looking for a cure. No one had a cure for her.
She went home and did not know what to do. She loved being outdoors now. She looked at the map and saw the word Rivapen Flow and realized if she unscrambled it was vampire-wolf. She remembered the restaurantTransformation. She knew she had a curse put on her.
She realized she had to figure out how to keep people away from Rivapem Flow. She had to think of something that would save the town so no one else would turn into a vampire wolf. She went to the town and put garlic in the water supply and that was the end of Rivapem Flow.
— Bianca Dimailig, St. Francis Xavier
“This is a phenomenal idea, Molly!” said her fifth grade friend, Sydney.
“I know, right?” said Molly with a grin on her face, “T.P-ing Old Man Geek’s house was jackpot! Especially since it’s 11:30 on...”
“Halloween!” squealed Sydney.
“Shhh.” Shushed Molly. “Don’t wake Old Man Geek.”
The two girls kept making trouble at Old Man Geek’s house, when a light lit up inside. Thanks to the translucent curtains, Molly could make out a decent-looking silhouette of Old Man Geek; he sat down in his recliner; holding something.
“What’s he holding in his hand?” sputtered Sydney.
Then, Old man got out of his recliner and turned toward the window, where Molly and Sydney were statues. He lifted the object up in his hand, purposely showing it to the girls, then bolted for the door.
“Run!” howled Molly.
Molly and Sydney sprinted into the RIP Cemetery to get back to their neighborhood. They ran through the cemetery as fast as they could. They knew the cemetery like the back of their hand; they ran serpentine; rushing right, leaping left… finally, they reached the other gate to get out of the cemetery. But the door was locked!
“What now?” Sydney bawled.
“I know!” said Molly excitedly. “55th street! We can wave down a car! After all, it’s right next to here. Let’s try.”
At that very moment, people could call Sydney elephantine, she fell on a tomb; tripped on grass.
A flicker of lighting filled the sky; coyotes howled in distance. A run-down car, who was going the opposite direction, screeched on its brakes, made a turn and pulled up to the girls. Molly started screaming, “Help! There is a guy chasing us with a gun, he has three silver teeth. Could we please borrow your phone to call 911?” An evil laugh came from the car, “Girls. I didn’t try to kill you…” he smirked with his THREE teeth. “I was…” Before he could finish, the girls ran off, hollering.
10 YEARS LATER…
To this day, Sydney and Molly have shivers run up their back, whenever somebody says the word ‘geek’.
— Molly Sheehan, Oak Elementary School
The Silent Shadow
It all started when we moved into a house in Oregon on Silhouette Street. The disturbances started easy like faint noises, subtle voices, and electronics acting weird. As time went on, the house seemed to erupt. One night, I was laying in my bed but I couldn’t fall asleep. I had a very uneasy feeling. Suddenly my TV flew across the room! The glass shattered, and one piece cut my foot. I hopped over and a scary apparition appeared in the glass. I turned around and there was nothing there. I made my way back to my bed but the pain in my foot kept reminding me that I was not dreaming.
The next day I heard a strange noise coming from the kitchen. There was a Jack-In-The-Box winding on its own. It popped up screaming “POP GOES THE WEASEL”! Its glowing red eyes glared at me. I closed my eyes. When I opened them the Jack-In-The-Box was gone. I decided right there and then to get to the bottom of these hauntings. My friend Will helped me set up cameras around the house. With one camera in hand I sat in the kitchen, but nothing happened. Then everything in the kitchen got knocked off and cabinets were tearing off the wall, destroying the whole kitchen. We quickly rushed outside.
My parents were away, so we ran to his house and I told his family what had been happening. They came back to my house. All of a sudden, as we were walking there his family disappeared.
So we were by ourselves, it was pitch black. We were in front of a skyscraper and magically the lights turned on inside. The lights spelled “You Can’t See the Shadow but the Shadow Sees You”.
Now my friend disappeared and I was alone. I turned around and there was The Shadow. I ran as fast as I could but The Shadow was faster. Finally, I said something that made it go away. It was his name in Latin. So now we live on with a ghost-free life.
— Brian Schilder, Prospect School
I was excitedly walking to school on one Halloween day. We would have a Halloween party, pizza and a lot of fun! Or that’s what I thought. It turned out to be the spookiest Halloween ever.
When I got to the classroom, no one was slamming their lockers, and no one was sitting at their desks, reading. I was the only one there. I got out of the school and started walking back home.
I was so distracted with the empty classroom. Instead of taking a right, then left, I took two right turns and ended up on Wilmer Street! I was hopelessly lost. Then I remembered there was no Wilmer Street! Feeling scared, I started to wander around.
Suddenly, my eye caught a small cottage. Something told me not to go in. I started to walk away, but my curiosity got the best of me. Cautiously, I inched open the door. Two feet away, was a middle aged woman with a red dress and black eyes. “I have been waiting for you,” she said.
Now, I was terrified. I tried to run out the door, but my fear froze me. She came up to me. “In order for you to get out, you will have to do one favor.”
“You will have to give me one dragon egg”. I stared in disbelief. Dragons aren’t even real! My heart sank down in my stomach. I took off my backpack and stuck my hand in. As I rummaged through it, my hand swept over an unusual object. Hoping it was good luck, I peeked inside. It was good luck. When I was little, my mother gave me a magic harp that gives wishes. I knew what I wanted to wish for. Pulling it out as fast as I can, I yelled, “I wish I was back at home, and none of this happened!” A loud swirling and I was back home eating breakfast.
Once I went to school, everything was normal. Joining in, I started telling my story.
— Sharika Kottapalli, Prospect School