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A/N: Hey all my magical stars ✨ It's Mixie! I hope you all enjoy this Spooktacular Halloween special. Just a small disclaimer, this story is a little scarier than other ones I've done. So if you get scared easily I suggest you don't read this story at night and / or at all. Though if you love a little Halloween chill going down your spine, this is the perfect story for you! Also tell me if you guys like the scary stories better than the The Mystery Teens and The Curse of The Delhi Purple Sapphire. I just want to get a feel of what you guys like. So happy Halloween and I hope you all love this story as much as I do. Don't forget to COMMENT, VOTE and FOLLOW me!
-Mixie 💖
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December 5th 1965
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Chapter One
The stairs creaked as Johnny St. Clare creeped down them on a stormy winter night. He heard the old grandfather clock tick from the living room as he entered it, the clock reading ‘12:00’. Johnny walked through the living room and into the kitchen. The ten year old boy turned on the lights and opened the cupboard, taking out a glass cup. He filled it with tap water as the lights began to flicker and the midnight storm began to pick up. Johnny heard the rain pummel the house, he felt the floors shake underneath his feet. He stared out into the blackness of the night through the window. The only thing the young boy saw was the lighting flashing over the night sky. Thought the longer he started out into the darkness the more he began to see the faint shadow of something he couldn't quite make out. Though the shadow grew larger as if it was getting closer. Johnny wanted to scream, run, do anything, but his feet were glued to the floor. He couldn't move, he was petrified. All he did was stand inches away from the window as the dark shadow grew closer. Until it was right next to the window, only inches away from Johnny. Then he saw it. The horrid and treacherous face of what seemed to be a man. Though his face was mutilated, his teeth were yellow and falling out, his lips were stained with blood, and his eyes turned from a dark black to a bloody red as he looked straight into Johnny's soul. It was at that moment Johnny let out his first of many terrified screams as he ran up the staircase and into his bedroom. Johnny quickly locked the door and jumped onto his bed. He grabbed his old stuffed bear and hid under his covers. Terrified, the young boy began to cry out as the storm roared and his bedroom was filled with streaks of light from the lightning.
