Status: SHORT STORY
The Costumed Kids
the next entry in my short stories horror anthology
every town has a story, a story you and your friends tell each other to scare yourselves so much you can't sleep at night. A story that you tell the new kid in school, just to keep them upto date.
My brother told me the story when I was little, and I always avoided the Anderson house, whenever I passed by it on my way to school I walked on the opposite side of the road and kept my head down.
'Days leading up-to, and even on Halloween. You can see them. . . Still wearing their costumes, they stand in the windows, and, just stare out, anyone who sees them, or makes eye contact with them. They end up missing, or crazy, sometimes, they're found dead'
So in my seventeenth year, on the eve of Halloween, we walked there. My friend, Chet, and I,
We couldn't bring ourselves to go in, but, something happened.
In a window from the second floor, two silhouettes stared out at us. Chet tried to convince me it was a prank - and for a while I tried convincing myself, too - but it wasn't a prank.
every town has a story, a story you and your friends tell each other to scare yourselves so much you can't sleep at night. A story that you tell the new kid in school, just to keep them upto date.
My brother told me the story when I was little, and I always avoided the Anderson house, whenever I passed by it on my way to school I walked on the opposite side of the road and kept my head down.
'Days leading up-to, and even on Halloween. You can see them. . . Still wearing their costumes, they stand in the windows, and, just stare out, anyone who sees them, or makes eye contact with them. They end up missing, or crazy, sometimes, they're found dead'
So in my seventeenth year, on the eve of Halloween, we walked there. My friend, Chet, and I,
We couldn't bring ourselves to go in, but, something happened.
In a window from the second floor, two silhouettes stared out at us. Chet tried to convince me it was a prank - and for a while I tried convincing myself, too - but it wasn't a prank.