Hallows Eve is a well celebrated tradition in the small town of Santa Claudia. Everyone participates in the festivities, from the younglings who dress in costumes, scouting for sugary treats, to the elderly who want to keep the celebration of the tradition to a minimum like Mr. Cohen. Evelyn and her younger sister reside with the larger group.
Ever since Evelyn was a young girl, she has loved the holiday, enjoyed the prospect of candy getting, and the tricks and scares. Most of all, it's the story telling in the dark that brings out the Ghouslish Hallows Eve vibes. As the day arrives all Evelyn can think about is the tall tale her deceased abuelita would reiterate that time of year, every year. The story of the Shadow Man. She always knew there was more to it then what her abuelita let on, more to it than just folklore. How could she ignore it now. How could she turn away from it when it was speaking directly to her, and it wanted her to kill.
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FIRST OFF: Happy Halloween! 🎃 I hope everyone is planning on having a great and safe Halloween this year. I know it's very limited on what we actually can do, and it's kind of a bummer, but there are options, so just look around. If you go out, which I'm sure some of you will, just be conscious and careful of your surroundings, and for the sake of your loved ones be safe, check your candy, AND wear a mask. 😷
SECONDLY: Writing a Halloween story is actually a first for me. It's actually something I originally wrote for my writing class which is why it's only one long-ish chapter, and let's face it, it does need some editing. However, I decided I would post it regardless, because why not? It was fun to write, so I hope you have fun reading it. Who knows, perhaps I can actually turn it into a book on here. 🤔 Prospects...? Any who, thanks for checking it out. Enjoy, and once more, Happy Hallows Eve. Beware of the Shadow Man! 👤
If you go down to the woods today...
Well, in this town, you probably won't come back.
Unexplained deaths and disappearances are normal around here. In Haltonshaw Grove, we tell these real life horror stories to our kids like bedtime tales. They help us learn from a young age to stay out of the forest after dark.
But one halloween, we didn't listen- Me and four boys. We broke the rules and we paid the price. We barely made it out alive and now we live with the trauma, the nightmares, the memories.
Seven years later, the events of that night, like most things tend to do around here, have come back to haunt us.
We never talked about the night we ran in the forest, never spoke afterwards at all really, but now we're going to need each other if we're going to survive what's coming. Me and those boys I've loved all along.
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Our town is haunted.
The five of us are cursed.
And Halloween is just around the corner...
Let's see who makes it to November 1st.