Nancy sat at the diner table talking to her friends, when a man came barging in screaming.
“He got my son! The blue boy got my son!”

Nancy heard a few other people scream, confused she asked.

“Who’s the blue boy?”

Shocked the people turned towards her in terror, one of the women walked over to her and said.

“the blue boy is the ghost of a child left out in the snow, by unloving parents.”

Interested Nancy kept listening.

“He froze to death but no one found his body, now his comes to people’s homes and the first to see him never moves again.”

Frightened Nancy paid for her meal and went home to get away from those people.

“They’re crazy.” Nancy said to her self as she closed the front door behind her.

That night she couldn’t sleep, so Nancy got up and went to the living room to read a book. Its was warm in the living room she sat in her favorite chair and started reading.

All of a sudden there was a knocking at the door.

“Who could that be at this time of night?”

Nancy went to the door opened it and saw no one there, frightened a little she shut the door and locked it tight.

“Probably some teenagers having a little fun.”

Nancy said to her self as she sat back down in her chair. Before she could open the book the phone rang, she picked up the phone.

“hello?” she said

No one answered, scared Nancy dropped the and ran for the back door hoping she could stay with the nieghbors til morning.

Just as Nancy reach the door something started ponding on the other side, Nancy screamed.

“GO AWAY, LEAVE ME ALONE. I DIDN’T LEAVE IN THE COLD TO DIE!”

Nancy hudled to the floor in terror, shaking out of fright. Then a vioce came.

“Let me in, its cold out here.”

Horified Nancy got up and ran for the living room window hoping to jump out of it, and run to the police. Went she was a few feet away Nancy saw a blue face in the window. Her frozen body fell to the floor and she frozed to death in her own home.

Imagine my sister Margaret - thin as a rail, hair white as snow with emaciated skin sitting in front of her mirror putting on make-up. She’s ninety one years old. In her younger years she attended the Boston school of embalming and she worked for an undertaker for a few years. She had lived so long, I think that she injected herself with Formaldehyde more than she did for her dead customers. She also had a penchant for cadavers.

One dark night in October, just before Halloween, she visited the nearest cemetery carrying an entrenching tool in a tennis racket case and two small bags of cosmetics. She always wondered how long the embalming fluids lasted after the burials. She was curious and wanted to know her own reactions to it. She got to the cemetery at exactly 11:45 p.m. There was a full moon so she could dig and still see what she was doing. Margaret wandered around looking for just the right type of grave so she could probe it and start digging. She found a grave under a weeping willow tree, and it was just right. Margaret thought to herself “here goes it”.

Margaret didn’t bother to look at the headstone - the ground was soft and she had no trouble. It took her a while to dig the grave because of her age. Using the Army shovel she had brought with her, she finally found something solid. It was a coffin. She gave it a couple more bangs with the shovel and it shattered.

Margaret was able to open the lid and she was overcome with such a putrid odor that she gagged a couple times. She lifted the cloth and what she saw was horrible. Decomposition had done it’s job - the corpse was filled with maggots and worms by the thousands, creeping and crawling and gnawing. She saw that the face and both hands were the only parts that had not quite decomposed yet. It was the corpse of a middle aged woman.

“Well…” she thought, “I might as well add cosmetics and fluid to it. It may remain looking like her for just a while longer”. She started with the forehead, nose, cheeks and mouth, and then she combed the hair. Just ash she turned to do the hands , she realized it was too late. Ten bony fingers grabbed both sides of her neck, squeezed and then punctured her throat severing the windpipe and the carotid arteries. Strong fingers for a dead lady. The hands quickly put Margaret in the place of the corpse and then began to make up her face. She looked so serene with her own make-up and her bottles of Formaldehyde. The hands quickly buried her and on top of the grave left her cosmetic bags. If Margaret had been alert when she got there she should have read what was written on the headstone.
HERE LIES G. HOUL
MOVE ON

It was halloween when Jerry and Ted quietly unhinged the gate of Grandpa Allen’s fence. The two brothers carefully walked down the dirt path towards the spooky house. When they reached the house they saw a sign that read “Grandpa’s House of Horrors”.

What a joke the boys thought but they didn’t know how wrong they really were. The boys walked up the steps to the door. The boards groaned, and Jerry jumped. “Don’t be such a wussy”. Ted said, making fun of his brother.

They proceeded on… when they reached the porch they saw a black cat. Ted bent down to pet it but it hissed and ran away at high speed. Ted scrambled back to Jerry.

“And you were sayin’ I was a wussy”. Said Jerry.

“Shut up loser” Ted replied.

Jerry then slowly went up to the door and reached out to the handle. The door opened before Jerry touched it. The boys looked at each other uneasily. The kids peeked inside. Nothing much to be afraid of. Grandpa had put up a plastic skeleton and a few rubber bats. They crept in.

Grandpa was still in the process of putting up the last of the rubber bats in the kitchen. He came down from his stool to see how they looked. As soon as he did, a black gloved hand came over his face. He struggled around but the hand wouldn’t let go… he blacked out.

The boys heard some struggling around in the kitchen. They ran in to surprise their grandfather, but when they made it to the kitchen nobody was there.

They heard some whispering in the living room, so the boys followed the sound and peeked around the corner.There were two men whispering in the middle of the room. Their skin was pale as a ghost’s.

Ted stepped quietly into the room. The floor creaked and the two men spun around. The bigger one pointed at the two kids. The msyterious men started running at Jerry and Ted. The boys turned to run but they weren’t fast enough, and the men grabbed them. Jerry felt wierd all of a sudden, and looked down. To his surprise, he found that they were no longer standing! They were floating in the air!

Ted took Jerry’s shoulder and turned him around. Suddenly, another man came into the room. He had only one black glove on, and slowly opened his mouth. His teeth were an inch long! The boys screamed, and wriggled out of the 2 mens’ grasp.

They ran as fast as they could out the door, through the gate and down the road. The next day the boys went back to investigate. They searched the entire house but no one was there. Grandpa was gone…

Martha hired a driver to take her to a small cottage in the country, where she would stay while her city apartment was being painted. The cottage stood alone, high on a cliff.

It was a bleak and lonely place and Martha was glad she would only be there a few days. She told the driver when to return for her and watched him drive away, feeling suddenly alone and frightened.

Though it was summer, the cottage felt cold and damp, and Martha lit a fire in the fireplace. Then she looked around at the room. The few pieces of furniture were shabby, but the wall, covered with stained and peeling green wallpaper was even shabbier.

Martha stared at the wall. Something seemed horribly wrong with it. Then she gasped. She could see right through it. There stood a murky forest, and weaving among the trees were figures–dancing, creeping and waving their arms.

The scene disappeared as quickly as it had come. Martha tried to tell herself that what she had seen was only shadows from the fire. But when she looked at the wall again, she saw that the wallpaper had peeled even more, leaving great, gaping holes.

That night Martha could not sleep. The wind blew strong and the flames danced eerily in the fireplace.

There they were again! Those creatures–through the wall–closer now, creeping, moving their arms, beckoning to her. Martha watched in horror as they formed a circle and began a slow dance. The wind blew harder and it seemed to Martha that she heard a crying and a wailing: “We will meet very soon, Martha. We are coming for you.”

Martha fell asleep at last, dreaming of creatures creeping and wailing in the moonlight of a murky forest. The next morning, Martha saw that great strips of the wallpaper hung down in tatters.

Martha stayed outside all day, but when darkness fell, she came in and lit a fire in the room that seemed even colder than it had been before.

As the flames crept higher, the wall seemed to come alive with moving, creeping figures, crying: “We will meet very soon, Martha. We are coming for you.”

Martha got into bed, closed her eyes tight and covered her ears. But still she saw the creatures creeping closer and closer. Still she heard their chants–louder and louder.

Martha huddles under the covers. She had never been so cold. She tried not to think of the wall with its moving, chanting creatures. Instead she forced herself to think of her cozy apartment in the city, freshly painted and cheerful.

Martha stole a quick look at the wall. The wallpaper was now in shreds. The creatures were still there–so close she could see their gray faces, with their glinty eyes, twisted mouths and crooked teeth.

A crackling sound made Martha jump. Had a log snapped in the fire? No–an arm–a creature’s arm–was coming through the wall! “Please–oh please–let morning come,” she moaned.

The night seemed endless and the wails and chants never ceased. Once she thought she felt something go tap, tap on her shoulder.

At last it was morning. Soon the car came and Martha was driven back to the city.

In front of her building, she paid the driver and ran up the stairs to her apartment. She opened the door and stood frozen to the spot.

There they were! The creatures! Dozens of them–creeping, moving toward her, waving their arms. Just before she fainted dead away, Martha saw them reach up and rip masks away from their faces.

They reached for their back pockets, and suddenly, someone from behind her grabbed her neck… all went black as she saw the creatures pull out knives out and stab her very body….

Halloween is one of the oldest holidays with origins going back thousands of years. The holiday we know as Halloween has had many influences from many cultures over the centuries. From the Roman’s Pomona Day, to the Celtic festival of Samhain, to the Christian holidays of All Saints and All Souls Days.

Hundreds of years ago in what is now Great Britain and Northern France, lived the Celts. The Celts worshipped nature and had many gods, with the sun god as their favorite. It was “he” who commanded their work and their rest times, and who made the earth beautiful and the crops grow.
 
The Celts celebrated their New Year on November 1st. It was celebrated every year with a festival and marked the end of the “season of the sun” and the beginning of “the season of darkness and cold.”
 
On October 31st after the crops were all harvested and stored for the long winter the cooking fires in the homes would be extinguished. The Druids, the Celtic priests, would meet in the hilltop in the dark oak forest (oak trees were considered sacred). The Druids would light new fires and offer sacrifices of crops and animals. As they danced around the the fires, the season of the sun passed and the season of darkness would begin.
 
When the morning arrived the Druids would give an ember from their fires to each family who would then take them home to start new cooking fires. These fires would keep the homes warm and free from evil spirits.
 
The November 1st festival was called Samhain (pronounced “sow-en”). The festival would last for 3 days. Many people would parade in costumes made from the skins and heads of their animals. This festival would become the first Halloween.
 
During the first century the Romans invaded Britain. They brought with them many of their festivals and customs. One of these was the festival know as Pomona Day, named for their goddess of fruits and gardens. It was also celebrated around the 1st of November. After hundreds of years of Roman rule the customs of the Celtic’s Samhain festival and the Roman Pomona Day mixed becoming 1 major fall holiday.
 
The next influence came with the spread of the new Christian religion throughout Europe and Britain. In the year 835 AD the Roman Catholic Church would make November 1st a church holiday to honor all the saints. This day was called All Saint’s Day, or Hallowmas, or All Hallows. Years later the Church would make November 2nd a holy day. It was called All Souls Day and was to honor the dead. It was celebrated with big bonfires, parades, and people dressing up as saints, angels and devils.
 
But the spread of Christianity did not make people forget their early customs. On the eve of All Hallows, Oct. 31, people continued to celebrate the festivals of Samhain and Pomona Day. Over the years the customs from all these holidays mixed. October 31st became known as All Hallow Even, eventually All Hallow’s Eve, Hallowe’en, and then - Halloween.
 
The Halloween we celebrate today includes all of these influences, Pomona Day’s apples, nuts, and harvest, the Festival of Samhain’s black cats, magic, evil spirits and death, and the ghosts, skeletons and skulls from All Saint’s Day and All Soul’s Day.

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20 WAYS TO CONFUSE OR PISS OFF TRICK OR TREATERS:

1. Give away something other than candy. (Toothpicks, golf balls, bags of sand, etc.)
2. Wait behind the door until some people come. When they get near the door, jump out, wearing a costume, and holding a bag, and yell, “Trick or Treat!” Look at them, scratch your head, and act confused.
3. Fill a briefcase with marbles and crackers. Write on it, “Top Secret” in big letters. When trick-or-treaters come, look around suspiciously, say, “It’s about time you got here,” give them the briefcase, and quickly shut the door.
4. Get about 30 people to wait in your living room. When trick-or-treaters come to the door, say, “Come in.” When they do, have everyone yell, “Surprise!!!” Act like it’s a surprise party.
5. Get everyone who comes to the door to come in and see if they can figure out what’s wrong with your dishwasher. Insist that it makes an unnatural “whirring” sound.
6. After you give them candy, hand the trick-or-treaters a bill.
7. Open the door dressed as a giant fish. Immediately collapse, and don’t move or say anything until the trick-or-treaters go away.
8. When you answer the door, hold up one candy bar, throw it out into the street, and yell, “Crawl for it!”
9. When you answer the door, look at the trick-or-treaters, act shocked and scared, and start screaming your head off. Slam the door and run around the house, screaming until they go away.
10. Insist that the trick-or-treaters each do ten push-ups before you give them any candy.
11. Hand out menus to the trick-or-treaters and let them order their candy. Keep asking if anyone wants to see the wine list.
12. Get a catapult. Sit on your porch and catapult pumpkins at anyone who comes within 50 yards of your house.
13. When people come to the door, jump out a nearby window, crashing through the glass, and run as far away from your house as you can.
14. Answer the door dressed as a pilgrim. Stare at the trick-or-treaters for a moment, pretend to be confused, and start flipping through a calendar.
15. Instead of candy, give away colored eggs. If anyone protests, explain that the eggs are the only thing you had left over from Easter.
16. Answer the door dressed as a dentist. Angrily give the trick-or-treaters a two-hour lecture on tooth decay.
17. Answer the door with a mouthful of M & M’s and several half-eaten candy bars in your hands. Act surprised, and close the door. Open it again in a few seconds, and insist that you don’t have any candy.
18. Hand out cigarettes and bottles of aspirin.
19. Put a crown on a pumpkin and put the pumpkin on a throne on your porch. Insist that all of the trick-or-treaters bow before the pumpkin.
20. Dress up like a bunny rabbit. Yell and curse from the moment you open the door, and angrily throw the candy at the trick-or-treaters. Slam the door when you’re finished.