My Son Won’t Take Off His Halloween Costume
Being poor is tough, but it hits especially hard during the holidays. Halloween is the first reminder that you don't have the disposable income for your kid's happiness. I took Austin down to a local thrift ...
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Don’t Ever Take Your Eyes Off Your Children This Halloween
“Dad, just a few more houses, pleeeasseee?” Why did I say yes? I blame myself every day, but how could I not? If you saw his face, if you saw those big beautiful brown eyes staring ...
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Something Comes Into My Room Every Night
When I was seven years old, my mother and I moved to a small town in Massachusetts. It was a rough time for me as my father had just up and left a few weeks before ...
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The Halloween Mask
Ding! I jolted awake. My phone lit up on the nightstand. It showed one new notification: Motion detected at your doorstep. 3:17 AM. My heart pounded as my fingers slipped across the screen. I clicked on ...
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I Am a Ghost
It's that time of year again. Another stupid Halloween night with a bunch of stupid kids breaking into my house, just to prove they have balls to enter a haunted house. Well, I'm a ghost, or ...
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The Last Halloween
I don't celebrate Halloween. When the trick-or-treaters come out and start prowling my street, I make sure to keep my front porch light off and pull the shades down. If someone rings my doorbell despite all ...
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When the Halloween Decorations Start Bleeding
"Am I going to be charged with murder?" The detective sighed, and did not answer. His eyes were tired, haunted. "Just help us get to the bottom of this," he said. "Okay," I answered. "I'll do ...
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A Walk Home on Halloween
I had just moved to my current flat in Raynes Park, Southwest London, and was still fairly unfamiliar with the area. Now my current bosses and supervisors know that I am still fighting a losing battle ...
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Pick-a-Pocket
My younger brother disappeared on Halloween night when he was seven years old. It hollowed out my mother, who was raising the two of us all by herself, and that was already hard enough in 1971 ...
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The Murphy Horror House
Living in the town of Findlay, you hear a lot of urban legends. Scary stories and rumors, usually conjured up to convince the young kids to behave and not to stay out past their bedtimes. As ...
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The Worst Haunted House
You know you’re in for a treat when you can already see the props peeling off the walls before you even get in. Rick tried to push the foam sword back on the wall, only for ...
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The Boy in the Devil Costume
I hate Halloween for many reasons. I have to answer the door every ten minutes. I have to pretend like I’m excited to give bratty kids free candy. I have to stay inside, because driving on ...
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The Ones Who Sleep Alone
During my junior year of college, I was on a bit of a bender. My high school girlfriend finally called it quits for the third time and the lure of the one night stand caught in ...
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Babysitting on Halloween
£25 an hour to look after two little children, I wasn't going to turn that down. It was Halloween night and I had grown out of it, but it didn't stop their parents from going to ...
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The Legend of Tallulah James
All my life, I've fostered a deep love for Halloween. Everything about it makes me tingle with joy and the expectation of a fun, spirited time. I mean, the weather is superb; the leaves of yellow, ...
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The Holy Drinker
As Nick lifted the glass to his lips once more, he felt his shirt sleeve pull free from the sticky puddle of spilled cocktails that had accumulated throughout the night. He tilted his head back and ...
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Let’s All Go to the Carnival
“How did you hear about this place?” My voice broke the long-established silence, a silence that had been building since we snuck out of our houses. It was almost like Marty thought his mother would still ...
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The Man In My Bedroom Window
For as long as I can remember, there has been a man in my bedroom window. It seems strange to say, I know, but it is true. From the earliest, fuzziest memories I have all the ...
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