Friday, October 18, 2013

Entangled Halloween Blog Hop!

Things that go bump in the night...

All my life I have been fascinated by all things spooky. I blame my mother. Growing up, Halloween was always a spectacle in our house and my favorite holiday. The house was always strewn with cobwebs, paper skeletons, and motion sensor vampires that screamed at you when you walked past. Bowls overflowed with candy. And all of the classic scary movies played until we passed out into out respective sugar comas. It really wasn't a surprise to anyone that I decided to write paranormal as an adult. As a teen I adored horror movies and books that could make your skin crawl. But at seventeen, I took my fascination a step further.

It was Halloween my senior year of high school. My friend Jimmy had gotten a night vision camera for his birthday that month, so naturally we decided to go ghost hunting. Jimmy was convinced he lived in a haunted house, and after some of the things I experienced there, I had to agree. So, Halloween night four of us headed out. There was supposed to be this place on the outside of town that was haunted by a woman who had allegedly been a witch. Equipped with a night vision camera and a stomach full of butterflies, we drove down this dirt road that seemed as if it hadn't been used in years. There were no lights beside the headlights from the car and the moon peeking through the clouds. 

Finally we reached the spot we'd heard about. One huge wooden cross stood in the middle of a field, bordered my trees. You could see the faint outline where a path used to be. It led to a small abandoned cabin in the woods. We'd heard that some nights you could see a blue light in the window of the cabin. We hiked up the path, but didn't see a light. Just a dark, abandoned cabin that showed no signs of life within. When we got about half way up the path, Jimmy heard something and stopped us.

"Did you hear that?" he asked, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Stop messing with me, Jimmy." I hadn't heard anything, and as the only girl in the group, I'd assumed they would try to prank me at some point. But Jimmy wasn't laughing. He looked nervous. I guess we all were at that point. I was just about to call him out on his crap, but then I heard it too.

Foot steps. Heavy and purposeful. We would take a few steps and stop. And every time we would hear those steps trailing behind us. Thump, thump, stop. Then we heard the same sound on the other side, just like the ones behind us. Then the light. It wasn't bright. Wasn't even very big. But it was there. A hazy blue light moving past the inside of the window of the cabin.

Jimmy met my frightened gaze and nodded back to the car. His lips mouthed the word run.

That was all it took. The four of us leaped into action, running as fast as our legs would take us, back to Jimmy's crappy little car, praying it would start right up when we got there. All the way, we heard those footsteps running behind us. We hopped in the car and Jimmy took off, afraid of what we might see if we looked back. So we didn't look back. Just drove. My friend Story didn't even have his door shut. None of us spoke until we made it back to the main road. We never knew what it was that we saw or heard. Who knows. Maybe it was just someone messing with a bunch of kids looking to get scared on Halloween. Then again...maybe the stories about the witch were true. Maybe her spirit still lingered in that cabin and she didn't like us there.

Now it's your turn! I want to hear your spooky experiences! Leave a comment below and I will pick one random winner to win a $10 Amazon gift card and a Blurred bookmark!

Happy Halloween! =)

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25 comments:

  1. Ermagerd, that's SCARY!
    I really, really don't like scary stuff. As a matter of fact, I think I have PTSD from going to Halloween Fest at a local amusement park a few years ago. I actually rode the thing that lets you free fall a hundred feet (or whatever) just to avoid the zombies. And I'm afraid of heights! So going into the woods to look for a haunted house? That's all yours, baby!

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  2. Awesome story! I love Halloween. My brother and his wife lived in a house that was supposed to be haunted. Many of times we would be sitting around and hear stuff upstairs and the lights would go out.
    kydirtgirl68 AT gmail DOT com

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  3. The problem with being the middle child is having 2 older siblings who used to entertain themselves by scaring the younger ones. I grew up in a victorian house with a huge attic, musty and dusty. My mother had a dressmakers form stored up there which looked like a person when it was dark. I just remember thinking that if I was still enough, and flattened myself down into the bed then no one, or nothing, could find me.

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  4. Great story. My older sisters used to trick me into thinking our house was haunted. They'd make scary sounds, flash lights and write things on the walls, especially during Halloween. Eventually after being scared so much I lost my fear of just about everything. Except roaches, I hate roaches.

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  5. Woah, your story just gave me the chills! Okay I've had weird experience as a child so nothing really bothered me anymore. I do enjoy horror stories and films and tend to not find them so scary. Yea, I'm those type of folks. LOL

    But when I was in my second year of college something strange happened. It was the early morning of Spring and I was getting ready for school. Every morning I would open the bathroom window which looks out into the street and out into some woodland and a pond. So that morning I did my usual routine and all of a sudden I heard a child's voice calling for help. I wasn't sure what it was a first but I paused and listened but heard nothing, so I shrugged it off. But than I heard it again, "Help me." I turned to the window and looked out to find nothing, no one. I thought it was the neighbor's kids because, well this was the time for the children to walk to school, but there was nothing. I got frustrated and was contemplating yelling out the window but thought about it. I was told never to respond to unknown voices (superstitious stuff as given by my mother; the pond is said to house a spirit says one of my grandfather who's a Shaman). But I still wasn't convinced it was anything until it kept on asking for help. I was soon scaring myself, "What if a child was indeed in need of help? The woods out in front was a crime scene for a murder years ago? But what if it was that spirit asking for help!" Eeeekkk! I closed the window and opened the door of the bathroom. But I still felt uneasy and the thought of someone needing help just kept on bothering me so what did I do? I told my father and then called the cops. The cops came by and did a round check of the place and nothing was out of the ordinary. So my family kind of made fun of me but were also nervous because of my past experiences. They asked so many questions and I was just annoyed and mad at what ever happened and ceased to talk about it.

    But then what happened next was...freakier? Two nights later, around 8 in the evening my baby sister was in the bathroom with the window open as she just got out of the shower she heard something. And that something was a child's voice calling for help. It only took her the second time to close the window and run out of the bathroom and teared to our mother. I didn't even hear about it until a couple of days later. She's still freaked out by it and doesn't open the window anymore in the morning or at night. .

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  6. lol, that is hilarious!! love it!! I went to a haunted house with our youth group from church. I was the new young pastor's wife and I screamed and clutched my neighbor all the way through it....we got outside....whew! a guy came after me with a running chainsaw! I took off running, ran slap into a steel beam on building, they all heard my forehead pop! and I kept running til I was safely at our car. Well, hubby is saying "It didn't even have a chain in the chainsaw" and all my friends and youth were laughing! I gave them amusement for the evening anyway! haha Rhonda nashhall (AT) aol (DOT) come

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  7. One time I had just paused my dvd player and left the room and it came back on and we could hear it in the next room. That never happened before or again and it was even creepier because it was a Stephen King movie.
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  8. I love halloween but I HATE haunted houses! They give me panic attacks with the people constantly jumping out at you! O_O

    AmethystDaydreams at zoho dot com

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  9. I LOVE Halloween! My husband and I look forward to the spooks and scares of the holiday all year long :) We enjoy scary movies, haunted houses... anything that gets your heart rate up and moving :) I could sit here all night and tell you about the scary stuff we've done/seen :)

    Thank you for an awesome giveaway, and Happy Halloween!

    songbird1613 at yahoo dot com

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  10. Thanks for sharing your story! I don't have any halloween stories to share as we don't celebrate halloween on a large scale in my country. But i've definitely heard my share of creepy stories with ghosts and weird noises and unknown things spotted at night.
    Thanks for the giveaway!

    Janhvi
    justjanhvi at gmail dot com

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  11. My sister has always called me a witch because strange things happen around me. When I was in the eighth or ninth grade, I was at a friend's grandmother's house in the loft of the barn having a picnic. Her grandmother didn't live there anymore due to poor health, but my friend's family checked on the house routinely. Anyway, I looked out of the loft and saw a man on the porch. My friend kept arguing with me that no one was there. I got quite upset with her pretending not to see the man, since he was pretty large. I described him vividly, down to the way he was shielding his eyes with his hand, watching us. She fled the loft, abandoning me. I quickly gathered our things and followed her, not understanding the problem. She had fled the house, ran down the road and all the way back to her house. When I got back down from the barn and to the back porch, the man had already left, so I didn't know why she was freaking, and besides, it had to be someone who knew her. Anyway, she was in hysterics, in her living floor, with photo albums. She thrust a photo a me and asked if a particular man looked familiar. It was the man on the porch, down to the overalls. Apparently, it was her dead grandfather. He'd died before either of us had been born. But he was standing on his back porch only a few moments before, staring at us. This was the third incident I'd had at that house. That was the end of our friendship. michelle_willms(at)yahoo(dot)com

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  12. I used to live in a house where a lot of strange things happened. Our bedroom was upstairs and so was our kids. We would constantly hear things downstairs at night and my husband would get up and go down thinking someone had broken in. He would never find anything but we heard things almost every night. We had the night lights that would only come on in the dark and when something was in front of the sensor they would turn off. If you ever went down to the bathroom at night, you would see the night lights go on and off, and they were in another room where no one was at. We also had a Mickey Mouse phone that talked when it rang. The phone talked for several weeks at 9 pm each night. When you would answer, it would just be a dial tone. We finally got so annoyed that we unplugged the phone from the wall. It still rang the next night at 9pm. It bothered my husband so bad that he threw the phone in the garage. There was an attic door next to my son's crib. It was very hard to open and fit tight into the wall. We would constantly find the door open upon returning home from somewhere. Eventually we nailed it shut. Our pictures constantly fell off of the walls. Sometimes I would hear the toilet flush and the water turn on, and I would be the only one home and no one was in the bathroom. I did find the water turned on in the bathroom several times when I was the only one home. Our cursor on our computer screen would move across the screen when no one was anywhere near the mouse. There were tons of things that happened there. I have lived in two houses since than and have not had strange experiences at either of these houses.

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  13. I haven't really had *real* spooky happen, but I had a great time in a haunted house once. I'm typically one of those obnoxious people that says hi to the actors or waves. I laugh at the shrieking people. Until the haunted house at Universal in Hollywood... An actor in it grabbed at my ankle, I lost my breath and couldn't start breathing well until an actor let me out of the place. So embarrassing

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  14. That was one scary story! And here i am, reading it at midnight. Dang. The foot steps did it, think ill sleep. I don't really have a creepy/scary story to share. Not really a fan of venturing to haunted places. I'll try coming up with something...

    This is not my story but what my professor told us during class.
    She remembered something while discussing a lesson. She started by telling us a room at our school. They were in class and she was writing on the blackboard when her female student started screaming and thrashing around. My professor was panicking because she didnt know why, then her student started talking that she should stay away from the front of the classroom because there was a body hanged in front, and our prof, who is walking back and forth was moving the body because she was making contact with it but no one could see it other than that student.

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  15. I haven't really had any spooky experiences. I get scared of the things hiding in the dark. Still I did go "vampire hunting" with some friends in a very creepy old cemetery, after dark.

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  16. There's no one spooky experience, but well, you know when you're all alone in the house, and the wind is howling, and everything's creaking and you keep freaking out because you think that there's somebody breaking in. Well, that. :D

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  17. Hmmm, no spooky experiences except for the occasional bumps and thuds that is partly my imagination. :D Thanks for the giveaway!
    blackcapballistics AT gmail DOT com

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  18. I haven't had any spooky experiences but I do my best to avoid them. I won't go to haunted houses and have been known to take detours around cemeteries at night. I admit I am a big scaredy cat.

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  19. I used to work in Cassadaga ( a community of psychics in Florida) and I've had a LOT of experiences I can't explain!

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    elizabeth @ bookattict . com

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  20. No experiences. I enjoy Halloween every year. Thanks.
    magic5905 at embarqmail dot com

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  21. My story's not really spooky. For years after my grandparents had died I had spoken to both on a daily basis.

    My Mem-mem passed first, I was 5. I don't remember but my parents have told me that I would sit in front of the rocking chair and talk for hours. They thought it was an imaginary friend until I told them other wise. Three years later my Pop-pop passed. For some reason things changed. This is what I remember. For several years I would talk to them both after my parents put me to bed but before falling asleep. One on either side of the bed. I would tell them about my day, my feelings, how much I missed them, etc. They even talked back. We would have full conversations.

    I don't remember when the sightings stopped. Probably around my early teenage years. But I still feel them both and have heard my Mem-mem on one occasion since.

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  22. When I was in college I attended a distant learning center that just happened to be in the city that I live in. Well the building used to be a insane asylum many years ago. The weirdest stuff would happen in different locations of the building like different temperatures in areas that were not being used and had no electricity or loud noises coming from off limit sections. It made for some interesting evenings during night classes.

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  23. I've never seen a ghost in my life but once had something freaky happen. I was in the processing of moving, so the majority of the house was empty say for a few boxes and knick-knack. I was reading in one of the empty room and suddenly out of nowhere I felt a gust of wind blow right in my face. There were only two windows in that room, and both of them were closed. I got really scared, and ended up rushing out of the room and calling it a night.

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  24. When my dad died, my grandma (who had serious Dementia and lived 3 states away) told my aunt that He had come to visit her. Our aunt called us crying saying she had not told her mom yet and it freaked her out. I cry when I think about it. Not a scary ghost experience, but hey.

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