Wednesday, October 31, 2012

The Frights of Halloween

Shadows do not remain in their places. Tonight.

Leaves crackle, and you ask yourself what strange feet are treading them under.

The wind moves in the trees and around the eaves of the house. Why does it sound like voices? And what are they saying?

In the summer, a cool breeze is a friend. On Halloween, it is something else.

What lies beneath all those costumes? Are they really children? From what parents?

The moon has been staring at you for a long time. You begin to wonder why.

Why are all the cobwebs empty? Where have the spiders gathered? Is it someplace close by?

None of the movies you watch on Halloween are true. Are they?

Why is it on Halloween, when you finally go to bed, you hear sounds in the house you never heard before? Where have they been hiding?

Was the door to that closet closed the last time you looked?

Could the wind be alive? Could a house be alive? What if they are? And what if they are friends and don’t like you very much?

But now forget all these silly thoughts and questions. Why don’t you have a nice, hot, relaxing shower. What could possibly go wrong?

Have a happy Halloween!

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30 comments:

pattinase (abbott) said...

Thanks, Charles. Pouring rain and in the thirties here.

Tom Doolan said...

Heh. Nice. :)

Paul R. McNamee said...

Very mood evoking - thanks!

Vesper said...

Yeah... makes you wonder...

Happy chills! :-)

Keith said...

Okay, that was creepy. Well done.

David J. West said...

Love it Charles, well done.

Charles Gramlich said...

Patti, then you may not want to hear that our conditions are perfect. :)

Tom, ;)

Paul, thankee

Vesper, I do enjoy a good chill.

Keith, glad you enjoyed.

David J., I apreciate that, man.

Chris Stovell said...

Excellent!

We were told just before we moved into this house that it was haunted. I normally manage to push those thoughts out of my mind, but tonight...

Charles Gramlich said...

Chris, tonight those thoughts come out on their own, like zombies rising from graves. :)

sage said...

Happy Halloween, Charles!

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Thank you, Charles - yes I will sleep better now.

Deka Black said...

Living as i live in a place with a name of arabic origin (Medina means "city" in arabic), and havng so many legends about the moors and wars... i'm sure we have this night some ghost of ancients moor warriors wandering the streets.

Prashant C. Trikannad said...

Good "spooky" thoughts for Halloween, Charles, enjoyed it. I need no Halloween to make me hear sounds in the house I'd never heard before.

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Prashant C. Trikannad said...

Charles, I posted my comment twice by mistake, hence the delete.

The Golden Eagle said...

. . . and now I think I shall go turn the light on.

Great Halloween post. :)

Live High said...

It's beautiful Charles. Happy Halloween.

Charles Gramlich said...

Sage, thankee, man.

Alex, then my work here is done.

Deka, sounds like a story that should be told.

Prashant, at times I hear those sounds as well.

Golden Eagle, lol.

Live High, and to you!

X. Dell said...

Okay. I'm screaming.

laughingwolf said...

lol... crunch n munch ;)

Cloudia said...

EXCELLENT Micro-fiction!!!

Most enjoyable and textural and fun!


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G. B. Miller said...

Just had the song "Night Prowler" zip through my head while reading this.

Very, very good.

Charles Gramlich said...

X. Dell, a pleasant way to pass Halloween.

Laughingwolf, indeed. :)

Cloudia, thanks. Glad you enjoyed.

G. B., Love that song. Very creep on its own.

jodi said...

Charles, things do seem to have a certain edge on halloween!

Charles Gramlich said...

Jodi, I kind of like it.

Bernard Lee DeLeo said...

That was very good, my friend!

Charles Gramlich said...

Bernard, glad you enjoyed.

Travis Cody said...

Now that freaked me out. Stop it!

ivan said...

Also a spooky time when your friends seem like tall, windy marionettes.

And a ghostly Mary Travers singing.

"Where have all the spiders gone..."

Charles Gramlich said...

Travis Cody, no can do!

Ivan, the spiders are gathering. I wrote a horror story once upon a time like that.