2013 Halloween Story Contest

[~MP3 Amplifier~]

If you want to write a scary short story and have a chance of winning a spooky medal (hopefully) then please write one and post it up before November 1st 2013 at 11:59pm PST.

If I'm lucky we may get judges for this one, but if not we may have to settle over a poll. Or I can rank them from my opinion if I don't enter. Who knows. Anyway, have fun!

[~Yuri]

Some rather unfinished story, like 55%: show

White Blood

January 23, Thursday
It is winter, a snowy and cold day, everything is white, it is the first time that snowed here.
Kids were kidding with snow balls, almost everyone was having fun, but I wasn't.
White is the color of the peace, the purity, but I wasn't felling any of these. I was only felling one thing; sadness. I didn't wanted people calling me to go outside. I didn't wanted anything this day.
January 24, Friday
My mind is getting more confused. It's still snowing, but this only makes me reminds more of her. She wished for one day seeing the snow. I told her that one day this would happen. Why it only snowed after her passing away? This makes me fell that even god disliked her.
I don't like thinking that I will never see her again, but for now, I'll have to accept this.
January 25, Saturday
Today the police men phoned me. They said she was brutally murdered, and the assassin is still free. They couldn't iddentify who was him, but they told me to be aware, because the assassin is in my neighborhood.
This made me fell with anger, and fear at the same time. I don't know what to do.
January 26, Sunday
I went to the newsletter, and saw a notice about three more assassined people. All of them in my neighborhood. Now I'm really afraid of what can happen. I'm fearing that I can be the next victym.
January 29, Wednesday
After some days without writing here, I decided. I can't just wait for him to make something. I must protect myself.
So I went to the supermarket, bought the sufficient food to stay one month without exiting my house. I put chains in the windows and in the door. I can't even sleep now. If he made this with her, he can make this with anyone. I wonder, how the police men didn't discover who is him?
February 02, Sunday
So, four days has passed and anything happened. Maybe I was exagerating a bit. The murders stopped, maybe the police caught him. I think I'll go outside a bit. I think I don't need the chains anymore.
February 04, Tuesday
I'm writting here only now because I didn't had time. I'm felling like that I really need to write this.
The murderer entered in my house.
It was at night, snowing again. I awoke because of the noise of something falling out of my wall. I only saw a shadow near to my window, a human shadow. At least it looked like.
I was right that it was the assassin, his hands were full of blood, And the left hand was helding a knife. He was wearing an white cloak, and a white mask only uncovering his eyes. I saw the color of his eyes, it was red.
Looked like he noticed I lit the bedroom light, and he ran away. Now I can tell to the police, I hope this ends quickly.
February 05, Wednesday
Today I went to the police station. I told everything about him. They looked sarcasticaly at me and laughed. I didn't understand why they made this, they just ignored me. Maybe because I said to them about the red eyes? Because it's really hard to believe that there's a human with red eyes.

[Dtroid]

"Everything is possible": show

Chapter 1
^{The discovery}
It was a normal sunny day-birds chirping,insects crawling in the grass,when I was walking to the bakery as usual,to help my dad out at the shop. I was enjoying the sunshine,the scenery,and the beauty of nature.

Some time later,I finally reached the bakery. It was parched in the meadow,with butterflies sucking nectar from flowers. But what caught my attention was the door was shut tight. The was a sign hanging on the doorknob,saying in bloody red letters: "DO NOT ENTER".

Feeling worried and fear at the same time,I mustered up my courage and knocked down the door with all my might.

Then,I almost fainted.

I saw a man on the floor in a pool of blood. My father wasn't there.

Shocked,I ran home to tell my mom about it. Suprisingly,my father was at home.

"Mom! There's a dead man at the bakery!" I shouted. I was frantic.

Mom was puzzled. "What bakery?" Then I heard a familiar voice. It was dad.

"Dad,why aren't you going to the bakery?"

"What bakery?"

"The bakery that you used to bake your delicious cookies and sell them to the huge crowd of customers!"

Mom chipped in. "Now,don't talk nonsense now,Ben."

I shouted."No! I'm not lying! I'm really telling the truth!" Thoughts and emotions were racing through my mind. What should I do to make them listen?

Dad replied. "Okay,Okay,you bring me to the bakery you're talking about and I'll see."

I grabbed his arm,and pulled him out of the house.

Chapter 2
^{The Girl}

We finally reached the bakery. I pushed the door open,and I saw the corpse. Dad saw it,too. He almost fainted.

But this time,we saw a girl. She looked very young,and she was crying in a corner. She looked up,and ran to us.

"Please help my father," the little girl screamed with anguish. "My father...he's...he's..."





























Then,her dead father crawled on the floor and stand up! We were terrified. We could see one of his eyes were on the floor. His tattered clothings,his distorted body and his green skin were all horrible sights that no one in the right mind would ever want to see.

"He was bitten by the zombies!",the girl screamed. The zombie approached my dad and I,probably wanting to eat our brains. My brave dad took a bloody knife which he found on the floor,and charged forward. He was almost to killing the zombie,shouting "Back to your grave! You should be buried by now!

Suddenly,the little girl went in front of him.

"Don't kill my father!",she pleaded.

My dad dropped the knife. "Aren't you worried he'll kill you?"

"No. He knows I'm his daughter. I'll also tell him you and your son are my friends."

After a while,he asked the little girl,"Where is your mother?"

"I'll show you."

She led everyone out of the bakery. Strangely,we saw night instead of day. How could time pass so fast?

After an hour of walking,we saw a big crowd of zombies approaching us.We saw corpses standing up,blood on the floor,and people with guns trying to kill the undead. The girl shouted, "That's my mother!" She ran to a woman shivering in the corner. She wasn't a zombie. We quickly ran to them.

"Don't worry,Father knows we're his family!" she said to her mother. We were squeezed into one corner,trying to hide from the zombies.

The zombies continued with their merciless killing and infecting.

Chapter 3
^{The Pain of Compromising}

Meanwhile,in a safe place in sea,an army was planning to end this disaster. They were planning to set off a specially formulated bomb which only can kill zombies..
The bomb has a timer. Hopefully,the army could escape in time before the bomb is set off. The bomb is left half an hour before setting off.

The army sailed its ship to the country. Once they reached there,they hid the bomb under some hay. The girl was there when they did that.

She went to the army officer and asked,

"What are you doing?"

He replied,"Setting a bomb which can kill the zombies,but not humans"

"NO! You can't do that! You can't kill my father!"

The man didn't reply. "You have to compromise,kid." was all he said.
Then he disappeared.

The girl cried. "No! How could you do that!!"

Chapter 4
^Love

After days of starvation and thirst,the whole group was weak. They could not do anything except wait for the day they die. They couldn't escape.

Unfortunately,a zombie came to the group. They couldn't get away,they were too weak to do so. The zombie bit the girl and her mother. Her mother and father kept looking at a family photo,which was taken before the undead rise. They cried pitifully,while my dad and I could do nothing but feel pity for them.

Then,we noticed a ticking sound.

0.00.05

0.00.04

0.00.03

0.00.02

0.00.01

0.00.01

The bomb was set off. The family fell to the ground,along with all the zombies.

Even though there was no more war and deaths caused by the zombies,my dad and I cried in pity and sorrow for the family. It wasn't their choice to be zombies,and now they have to be dead.




(Stop the Halloween Forum music and play this while you read the rest)




A very bright white light started forming on the family. The light grew brighter and brighter,and then there was a loud boom. Light spread all over the sky and the world. It was the power of love. Blood went back to the people who once owned them,and the dead zombies,in contact with the light,turned into living humans. Night turned into the bright day,the butterflies,crickets and all the insects and animals went back to doing their own normal things. Everything is back to normal. The family saw each other. Their eyes welled up with tears. They hugged each other. I couldn't help it to do the same to my dad,too.

The next day,it was just like any other normal day. The bright sunshine shone on the grass fields,meadow,and the bakery. Dad and Mum worked at the bakery serving cakes and cookies and many other types of delicious pastry to the usual huge crowd of customers,and I went there to help out after school,too. The zombie infection has been completely eradicated,and all of the world,to the ends of this Earth,will remember this day and it will go down in history.

The End
^{Thanks for reading!}

[Harmless]

For best effect, read in dark room.: show

The Horror on Runouw.com

"And then I was like, ha, that's not how you flush a toilet!"

"IN THE BATHROOM!"

"jajajajajajajajajajja lelelelelel-" *shot*

Just your average day in the IRC Chat of Runouw.com. There I was, chatting with some good friends of mine. Might've been slightly high on sugar, who knows. But it was dark, and nobody was really home, so I had nothing much to do. And when the time came after a few hours of listening to Moy's bantering, Brandobrawl's sex jokes, and Raz's horrible singing printed on text, I figured I too would have to leave and go to bed.

Yet for some odd reason, that creepy music that normally plays on the Halloween forum didn't come up. Instead, it was replaced with a small, eerie static noise... and a voice... "Haaaaaarrrrrrmmmmllleeeeesssss..."

I decided that my headphones were jacked up. I would replace them tomorrow, I would know it...
































































AND THEN IT CAME AFTER ME!!

A bloody hand shot out of my computer screen and dragged me in! I struggled to get away, only with pus and cold blood trickling down my spine... I tried to grab the edge of my bed, but alas, my arms were too short! Oh, the calamity of my head knocking against my desk and being dragged in with the hand...

When I woke up, I found this weird pixelated blood mark on the side of the wall... and when I looked down, I found this...



"Oh brother... not now." I thought to myself. I was sure it was a dream. I even pinched myself, and-

... it was real all right. And right on the other side of the pixelated pumpkin... was... him.

"Harmless... oh, oh, Harmless... planning on going Trick-or-Treating tonight? How about you stay awhile... FOREVER!"

I rose up onto my feet, dusted my pajamas, which were still stained by the blood and pus from that hand.

"Now wait a second. First of all I'd like to know exactly where the ♥♥♥♥ I am. What is going on here?? How am I inside my very own computer??"

Yet the demon just laughed... "Oh, you don't understand, Harmless... you thought you only had sisters for siblings, eh? Ahahahaha... you're dead wrong. I am... YOUR TWIN!"



I couldn't believe it. My twin, Harmful??? The goosebumps and chills up my bones were especially not helping... I couldn't help but make a run for the Board Index button...

"GET BACK HERE! I AM NOT DONE RIPPING THE FLESH AND VEINS FROM YOUR... ew, you're so skinny. Oh well. BETTER SOME MEAT THAN NONE!"

After jumping down from the red bar at the top of the page, I quickly hit Board Index. Harmful disappeared from the page and I returned to the normal Runouw.com layout... only to be








































FOLLOWED BY HIM AGAIN, AS HE BURSTED A HOLE THROUGH THE R IN RUNOUW!!

I knew I couldn't forever run from him, so I desperately made an attempt to reach the Messages button, only to find out... I wasn't logged in!! I made a quick leap across the letters of "Search" and "Members" to reach the button... yet his deadly nails were already upon me, as they scratched bloody marks on my back as I hit the Login button... the stains formed a skull on the previous page, all in warm blood.

As I tried logging into Harmless, I couldn't believe my eyes... it turns out Harmful had corrupted my account! I knew the only way was to find someone who could reverse it back... before I was another part of the bloody decoration on the backdrop... and so I logged in as Harmful, and made my way to the Messenger button... thank god Harmful himself was distracted with Brando's other sex jokes in Off Topic.

I quickly tried to message one of my friends, ~Halloweenafire~ (sometimes known as MP3 "Amplifire"), but then got shot square in the chest for a bad pun! Lukewarm, crimson liquid spewed from my stomach, but I couldn't die here... I had to make the final message count. And so I sent the PM...

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Re: Hi

Sent: October 30th, 2013, ?:?? A.M.
From: Harmful
To: ~Halloweenafire~

HOLY ♥♥♥♥ HELP ME

IT'S VERY LIKELY YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE ME, BUT I HAVE BEEN DRAGGED INTO MY OWN LAPTOP! I NEED ASSISTANCE NOW, BEFORE HARMFUL TAKES OVER MY ACCOUNT! IN FACT, WHY THE HELL DID YOU CHANGE THE ACCOUNT POSSESSION INTO HIS COMMAND?? I ALMOST GOT ♥♥♥♥ KILLED BECAUSE OF THE ♥♥♥♥ DECISION OF TAKING MY ♥♥♥♥ COMMENT SO ♥♥♥♥ SERIOUSLY IN THE ♥♥♥♥ THREAD OF THE ♥♥♥♥ HALLOWEEN FORUM

QUICKLY, BEFORE HARMFUL COMES AFTER ME AND KI






































































Oh, but you're too late... too bad, Harmless... your grave will make a nice bookmark for the users...

Spoiler: show

IF YOU EVER WANT HARMLESS BACK TO THIS SITE, PAY ME IN THE PRECIOUS BLOOD FROM YOUR HEARTS!

[MessengerOfDreams]

I'm working on one and I'll krank it out as fast as possible.

[zebtrestalala]

Alright, I'll give it a shot.

Spoiler: show

Once there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly, that everybody died.

The end.

[MessengerOfDreams]

Me 5 seconds ago: Yay, Zeb entered, I hope he wrote something good, he was a really good writer!

Me now: ♥♥♥♥ OFF

[zebtrestalala]

Haha, I don't really do spooky stories. I was always TERRIFIED of them when I was younger, and therefore I have no idea how to really tell one. (I'm also still a bit terrified of spooky stories/movies/games, playing RE4 was really weird for me.)


Sorry to dissapoint.

[Harmless]

actually, that reminds me of when I first visited youtube and some parts of the internets

got screamer combo'd like crazy

[MessengerOfDreams]

I wanna do a paranormal story that isn't overly scary. Is that allowed or will I lose by default?