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A Halloween Story

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KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 11:53:43

Instead of continuing to hijack another thread will put it here. In installments.

RubySlippers Mon 20-Oct-08 11:54:14

<<sits at Kerry's feet>>

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:00:38

hi ruby smile

The story so far....

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:03:13

There once was a woman who lived in a big city. Her name was Amanda. She was beautiful and had gorgeous clothes. She had a lovely Victorian 5 bed with nooks and crannies and original fittings.

She had inherited the house from her rich auntie Luisa. It was still full of her Auntie's things and she loved nothing more on a Sunday, her only really free day as she worked so hard, than to have a root around Luisa's things.

This particular Sunday she decided to go up into the attic.

The attic was at the top of a long narrow staircase.

She hadn't been up to the attic since she was a child. Then it had been a warm, sunny place with piles of old boxes and newspapers.

So she was looking forward to going up.

She went into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee, lots of milk, no sugar and started up the stairs.

The door to the attic was smaller than the rest of the doors in the house. Even as a young child she had to duck to go through. Now at the age of 28 she had to get down on her hands and knees and crawl through.

The key to the door was smaller than a normal key; just like the door was smaller than a normal door. It was on a long chain that her auntie used to wear around her neck. As she pulled it out of her pocket she thought she caught the faint smell of the perfume her aunt used to wear. She shrugged it off and put the key in the hole.

It went in smoothly as though the lock was recently oiled. She turned the key and pushed open the door.

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:06:13

Stale air gushed out of the door. Amanda coughed and brushed the broken and dangling cobwebs away from the door and poked her head through.

RubySlippers Mon 20-Oct-08 12:06:54

<<intrigued and a bit scared>>

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:08:14

well it is a Halloween Story wink

onebatmotherofNormanBates Mon 20-Oct-08 12:19:32


KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:30:41

The room was as large as she remembered. Murky light seeped through dust and grime into the room from one of the windows. The other leaked a fragile glow from behind a wardrobe.

She reached for the light switch and was quite suprised when the bulb actually worked.

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:44:03

She took a sip of her coffee and spat out a cold, dusty mouthful. How did it get so cold so quickly? She put he cup down on an upturned crate and had a good look around.

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 12:45:46

Ah there was her nan's old rocking chair. Covered by the old blanket she used to wear over her knees. She missed her nan. She died too young. She removed the blanket and coughed again from the dust. She sat down and started to rock.

She was so tired...

RubySlippers Mon 20-Oct-08 12:49:51

<<eek - hides behind OBM>>

glitterkitty Mon 20-Oct-08 13:15:53

Tired of life. Tired of working. Tired of being tired.

As Amanda rocked, her mind cast back to the days where she was a child. All those fun times. All those adventures.

Suddenly, a noise disturbed her reverie. It was a scratching, crawling noise. Like something was forcing its way painfully across the rough floorboards….

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 13:16:58

eeek glitterkitty - this isn't a word thread. it's a story i started on another thread. sad

glitterkitty Mon 20-Oct-08 13:18:59

<<bows out gracefully>>

<<drags body out behind her muttering about ungrateful eyeballs>>


KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 13:46:14

[it was good though, considers co-authorship]

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 13:47:59

[i just had a "concept" I was going for]

glitterkitty Mon 20-Oct-08 15:07:39

<<<dries empty eye sockets>>

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 16:48:42

She was so tired....

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 16:50:59

She rocked herself gently in the chair and looked around. It was all boxes and trunks and bits of bric a brac and furniture. Covered in dust. Nothing too remarkable.

Except for...

What was that in the corner?

BigBadMouseInHauntedHouse Mon 20-Oct-08 21:25:10

What was it??????????????

<hits refresh repeatedly then notices time of last post>

<hits refresh again just in case....>

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Mon 20-Oct-08 22:14:25

She got up and worked her way to the other side of the room, bumping into an old wire bird cage and sending it clanging to the floor.

There was a mirror. Covered in grime and dust. Yet freshly scrawled in the middle as if by a finger tracing letters was the word


KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Tue 21-Oct-08 12:51:28

Yes. It was her name and upon closer inspection it was most definitely traced with a finger. But no one had been up here for quite a long time. Her aunt had died over 2 years ago and Amanda had only been living here for the past 2 months. None of her visitors had ever come up to the attic.

She used the sleeve of her old brown jumper to wipe the mirror. There were dark circles under her eyes. She hadn't really slept well since she moved in. Something seemed to always wake her in the middle of the night and she had an awful time falling asleep again.

She sighed and her breath steamed the mirror.

And as she watched an invisible finger starting tracing letters in her breath.

BitOfFun Tue 21-Oct-08 20:04:25

Are you going to tell us more Kerry?

KerryMumchingOnEyeballs Tue 21-Oct-08 20:20:17

sorry. keep getting distracted. And wasn't sure anyone was actually reading. sad I'm making it up as I go along....

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