Harrison Christiansen: 👾 Monster Catcher 👾

"What is that AWFUL smell?" I asked. Then I saw the cauldron full of bubbling purple liquid. My mom was making some grape punch for the Halloween party later that night. But it couldn't be that. It smelled too good. No, this bad smell was coming from the basement. I tiptoed down the rickety stairs, fear building up inside. I walked down, and pushed the light switch. I looked around. I couldn't see anything, but then I noticed a small hole at the bottom of the wall.

I didn't want my mom to find out that something was wrong, so I had to find a way to get out of the house. I put on my Halloween Costume (Which was Charlie Brown, by the way), and told my Mom I was trick-or-treating. Then she said something that ruined my whole plan: "Take your little brother with you." So there I was, out on the streets looking for what could possibly be a dangerous monster, dragging along a 10 year old ninja. He insisted on stopping at EVERY single house, and it took forever. I was about to give up hope, when I saw a blur speed into a nearby bush. 

"Stay here, Wesley. I need to go check something out real quick." I said to my little brother. "But I want candy!" To make him calm down, I gave him all my candy. This was helpful for me too, as I needed something to catch this critter in. I ran over to the bush, and I saw a shocking sight: A gargoyle!

After finishing trick-or-treating, I brought the gargoyle into my state-of-the-art interrogation room. (Also known as a closet.) "Did you smash the hole in the basement? Who do you work for? Have you read any good books lately?" I'm very good at interrogating. The gargoyle explained that he had hitched a ride in my sister's backpack and smelled my mom's grape punch. He wanted to try and make some of his own, but it didn't quite work out. "So, do you want to come to our Halloween party?" I asked him. "Sure!" He exclaimed gleefully. The Halloween party went great, and we didn't have to worry about monsters lurking around.

The weird events

Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound came from inside the closet. Quietly, I crept toward the door
open. I was stuck at home all by myself. It was Halloween night, but Mom had said that I
was too old for trick-or-treating. I was debating whether or not to look inside or to just
ignore it.  I'm almost thirteen I thought. I’m not a little girl. I can do this! I started to walk
towards the closet but then I heard another tap. NOPE! I ran to my parents bedroom.
I decided to text my BFF she will for sure know what to do. I'm so happy I have my best
friend I wouldn't know what to do without her, but this time she wasn’t a big help. This is
what our texts were like. Hey, Hey, What's up, there's something in my closet, Do you
know what it is, no that's why i'm texting you i'm scared. She didn't respond to any of my
text after that. What a good best friend. Anyway I started to watch TV to see if I can
keep my mind of the weird sound I was hearing but it just keeps playing over and over in
my head. I turned of the TV to see if it will help get the sound out of my mind, but then
it stopped. It just stopped. There was dead silence, I was so happy for that silence but
I started to wonder why all of this is happening. Why did all of these weird things come
from if I only heard a few taps.

About a few minutes have passed by from the last weird thing but so far everything
has been normal. I'm on my phone for a about ten minutes, the usual and then
something odd happened. I got a weird phone call from an unknown number. It was
just someone breathing and then they hanged up. This made me even more scared.
I tried to call mom but she got mad at me because i'm not supposed to be calling her
when she's working, only emergencies. This was technically an emergency, right? If I
wasn't important enough for my mom and bestie I don't know who else I should call. I'm
ovary acting I thought so I just carried on with my night.

It's been about an hour since the last weird thing has happened. Since i'm alone and not
suppose to leave the house I was out of ideas of what to do. It's Halloween, who stays
home when its Halloween? Back to the point I'm so thankful that nothing bad has
happened. I was scrolling on my computer and read an article about Halloween nights
and that at a certain hour evil spirits come out. I personally don't really believe in this
stuff but after all the things that have happened tonight i'm starting to believe. The last
weird thing that happened was that the taps came back. I was over the sound and all
of this so I wrote a small note encase i die and i head to my closet. This was the
moment of truth. It was…… Sorry you'll have to find out if I DIE, my house is really
haunted, I was being paranoid or someone was playing a prank on me.

The Bosworth Mansion

    Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted, but I went anyway. I walked in side with my ever ready pocket knife, lock pick set, and flashlight in my pocket. I walk inside everything looks pretty normal except the thick covering of dust. Then I notice that the window curtains are moving but their is no wind. I hear something in the other room I walk in and see a scene from the past, a little girl in a bed with a bouquet of calla lilies in her hands. The rest of the ghostly family mourns while sitting in chairs around the bed. Then in a blink of an eye the room is empty.

    Then I heard it, the most blood chilling scream I have ever heard, coming from the closet under the stairs. Being the curious person I am, I open the closet to discover a cold cement steps leading downwards into a dark abyss. I shine my flash light down the stairs to discover that the stairs show no end. I slowly creep down the stairs, one at a time. When I get to the bottom, a reasonably while latter, There is a door with with a multiple pad locks on it. That should be pretty easy, I think to myself, seeing that they are basic locks. Whoever they are, they wanted people like me to get in or people like me to think lock picking all of them should be hard. I successfully open them in a matter of minutes.

    When I open the door I am surprised to find a old pulley-elevator. I step in and lower my self down into the darkness, not knowing what is below me. All of a sudden I hear the scream again except louder this time.  when the elevator hits the floor their are what looks like four identical doors I reach out with my hand to grab the door knob in front of me. Before I can grab it it disappears. The doors suddenly start moving around from one wall to the next. Then, I notice one isn't moving and open it and walk in and close the door. In front of me their is a corridor with a  metal door at the end of it, that has something next to it that I can't make out. I walk down to the door and discover a keypad, finger print scanner and DNA tester. I put my finger to the scanner and it dings and becomes green. I type my favorite number, and year and it to dings and becomes green. Next, I hold my thumb to the DNA tester and it pricks my thumb and draws a little blood and sucks it up putting a Star Wars Band Aid and gives me a butter scotch sucker (my favorite kind), the screen also dings and becomes green. The door opens to reveal my fellow scientists and mad geniuses. I'm Home I say to my self as I pull on my lab coat.  

Halloween story
Ugh. I think I've eaten too much Halloween candy. I walked down stairs to my bed room

and I took off my Halloween costume, washed the paint off my face, put on my pajamas,
brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night and leaned over
my bed and threw up all over. Then I fell back asleep and woke up at my normal time.
I did not feel so good but I still got ready. I left to get on the bus to get to school.

At school I was doing fine until second period because the teacher gave us candy and

I ate it but I ran to the bathroom and threw up again so I called my mom to take me
home. She came and got me and asked what was wrong and I said that I threw up
at school because I ate too much candy last night. She said I told you so. I knew that
you would eat to much candy.
The rest of the day I was at home laying on the couch and having a bad day.

When my siblings got home they said, “why are you here.” Because something
happened at school that you don’t need to know about. The rest of the day I started to
feel better when I saw my siblings eating their candy I had to go to a different room.
Then finally the day was over and I felt better and went to school the next day. I will
never eat to much halloween candy ever again.

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My brother and I were walking through the woods one Halloween
day when we saw what appeared to be a short-cut. “Let’s go
that way,” my brother said.
I shifted direction and said OK. We walked down the twisty path. It was getting dark.
“can I have your flashlight?” He handed me his flashlight. I shined it down the path.
We were coming up to an opening in the path. I set my trick or treat bag down and
surveyed the break in trees. “Can we go now? this place is spooky!” I turned around
to look at him. “It’s not that—“ but I was cut off by a bloodcurdling scream
somewhere nearby. We bolted in no general direction but the screams  
weren’t getting any quieter. In fact, they were getting louder. But we were too
frightened to change direction.

It must have been ten minutes before we stopped running. It wasn’t because we were
out of breath, (and we WERE!) or that the screaming stopped, but that we found the
source. A towering mansion, majestically looming over the trees. It was old, maybe
from the 1800’s. You could tell it was old from the style. It seemed
Victorian with a bit of western and regency mixed in. my brother looked at me he
didn’t have to ask for me to know what we was wondering. I nodded, slowly at first,
then again, this time firmly. We crept to the house, and I’m sure the same things
were going on inside our heads. The Lowland Manor.  The Lowland Manor
was occupied about a century ago by a rich family. They never went into town,
just had things delivered to them. Then one day, a servant came back from town,
just to find them all dead. Since then,nobody has gone anywhere remotely close
to these woods. The stairs were very creaky as we stepped up. I pushed on the
creaky door. It was dark inside,but the flashlight illuminated it slightly. There
were cobwebs everywhere, for one thing, but otherwise, it seemed like a
perfectly normal house. So we checked each room, all the way to the attic. I
hesitated at the door; there were unclear sounds coming from behind it. I counted
down from ten in my head, then pushed the door open. “Hey guys, come on in!
We’re watching harry potter!” It was our friends all along!

🎃THE END🎃

The Bosworth mansion

Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted, but that didn’t stop me. I figured there
was no such thing as ghosts I just wasn’t going to give ten dollars to my friend Frank. So on
Halloween night I climbed the fence, walked to the door and pulled. Surprisingly the door
opened. I don’t know about this I thought, that was mighty fishy. Then I remembered I
needed to take some pictures inside the mansion. When I turned on my phone though
I saw this message. “You must leave.” “Hey!” I exclaimed. That had not been my
backdrop earlier. Something about this house was, but I thought about that ten bucks.
I will just have to deal with it. Little did I know this was only the beginning.

I decided to look around. I turned left. I turned right I kept on turning randomly for a couple of
minutes and then I was lost., I walked into the nearest room. It was a bedroom. I looked on the
bed. Much to my displeasure there was a body on the bed. I thought I saw something in the
corner of my eye. I turned nothing was there. I heard scratching on the walls, but when I went
to listen they stopped. I turned and found myself face to face with a ghost. I screamed like a
little girl.I started to run. That’s when I realized I was utterly lost. I turned and saw that the
ghost was following me.

I decided that it would be a good idea to try to communicate with the ghost. “Hello” I said.
It just looked at me. I turned back around and found myself face to face with another ghost.
I was trapped. I decided I would take my chances with the second ghost. I ran through the
second ghost. It was so cold. I kept on running. I looked backwards both ghosts were chasing
me and they looked mad. I looked up ahead and saw the entrance hall. I was saved! I ran out
the front door climbed the fence and ran to my house. It wasn’t worth the ten bucks.

Tap...

I was stuck at home all by myself. It was Halloween night, but Mom had said that I was
too old for trick-or-treating. I had to cancel on my group costume because she won’t

let me go out. (this doesn’t give my mom good parenting points) I’m only 13, and you’re
never too old for anything.( I was not very happy with my mother at this time).

This night was already kind of crappy, then I heard the tapping…

Now tapping is already creepy but when you’re home alone on HALLOWEEN NIGHT
no less it’s 10x scarier. At first i ignored it but of course you can’t ignore something forever so
eventually I was so curious I got up and started looking around to  try and find

the origin of the noise. I looked for about 5 mins (being a lazy tween that’s all I could handle)
Needless to say i couldn’t find it. It stopped for a while, but when i heard it again it was louder
and closer and of course scarier.

There have been many bad things happen at this new house and even though many
people told us it was haunted my mom loved it so much she bought it anyway.

I like the house I just don’t like the history, people have reported ghosts and eerie vibes
from our house and so the tapping shouldn’t have come as a surprise to me but it did and
it was even more of a surprise when i found the origin… it was literally my dog, my brand
new puppy, he scared me the whole night.  At least I’m hoping it was my dog…

-Brinley baker

Inside the Walls

Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound came from the closet. Quietly I crept toward the door, but when I got close enough the sound stopped. I called my friend and went downstairs, I was house sitting my neighbors house. “Hello” said my friend, I had almost forgotten that I called her. “Hi” i said “There’s something weird with this house.” I told her. Tap. Tap. Tap. I went back upstairs this time the sound came from inside the walls I crept closer, then the noise stopped so I stayed up there and talked to my friend. Ten minutes had passed by and now instead of a tap there was a scratch, like if something was trying to get out of there. I hung up and started to investigate the room. It still sounded like something wanted to get out of there so I figured it was just a mouse or a something like that because it was an old house and animals could get through lots of places. While I was going down stairs I heard something, but this time it sounded like a hurt person in the basement. I decided not to go down there and just go to my house, but when I made it to the front door it was locked like if it was glued. I tried the back door but no luck. I went to the kitchen to get something to break a window, when it hit the window it just bounced back like a rubber ball not even a scratch. I tried all the other windows same results. I tried to call my friend but it went straight to voicemail. So I went down to the basement. NOTHING there i kept on searching and i heard a rattling noise behind me, so I went back up to the door and it was opening easily. I NEVER went back to that house again.

I took off my Halloween costume, washed the paint off my face, put on my pajamas,
brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I was almost asleep when I first heard the sound, I
heard a creak from right outside my door. I silently crept to the door when I heard the
sound again, this time it sounded more distant, as if the something or someone was
going down the hall. I looked around the room trying to find some sort of thing that I
could defend myself somehow with, and I decided to take my hairspray bottle. I mean, its
metal and I could spray it in their eyes. I cracked the door open a sliver and looked out
into the hall, there was nothing out there but then the door to my sisters room opened
and a figure dressed in all black stepped out. I wouldn’t have noticed him if he didn’t
have those green eyes flecked with gold and silvery white hair that reflected any of the
light in the hall. He had my sister draped across his shoulder, her long brown hair
hanging in wavy locks down his back. “Charlotte!” I called. No answer. The boy turned
to face me. That's when I ran towards him and whacked him on the head with the
hairspray bottle with all of my might. He crumpled to the floor letting go of Charlotte as he
did, I caught her before she hit the ground. I looked down on him, he was spread eagled
on the floor face down, he looked unconscious!! Whoops didn’t mean to do that!! I
thought. I didn’t know a hairspray bottle would knock someone out!

Charlotte still hadn’t woken up yet I took her back to her room and laid her down on her
bed. I went back out into the hall and dragged the boy into my room, surprisingly he
wasn’t that heavy and he looked about my age. After the boy was in my room I ran
downstairs to find something to tie him up with, all I found was my mom’s giant
exercising band. It’ll have to do, I thought as I dashed back up the stairs. The boy
was still lying on the floor exactly where I left him. I half dragged half carried him to
the chair next to my dresser and pushed him onto it. I then wrapped the band around
him three times and waited. It was quite awkward for a while as I was just sitting on
my bed staring at him waiting for him to wake up. Although I couldn’t see his face
because his head had fallen down and his chin was touching his chest. After about
thirty minutes he started moaning and lifted up his head when he opened his eyes he
immediately looked down saw he was tied and looked wildly around the room for
someone, his eyes fell on me and looked away. Breaking the silence I asked

“ Who are you?”

“Nobody.” he replied.

“ No I mean really, what is your name?”

“Jaxon but I go by Jax” he said timidly.

“Okay, Jax why were you trying to steal my sister.”

“I wasn’t” he said.

“Yeah uh-huh totally, then why did you come to my house in the middle of the night and carry my sister like a sack of potatoes.”

“That was your sister?” he asked with a confused look on his face. Who is this kid? I thought.

“Of course she was my sister she lives in my house.”

“ Is your sister’s name Rebecca Bailey?”

“What no, that’s me, my sister is Charlotte Bailey!!”

“ Oh no.” he said slowly. “Oh no.”

“What” I said “What is it.” All of a sudden, Jax had a vial in his hand that came out of nowhere,
it was like he conjured it out of thin air. The vial was small and clear with some kind of
purplish- greenish  liquidy substance in it. He popped the lid off and the stuff came out as gas
and then my vision started blurring and darkness was seeping in. My brain felt foggy, my
head was spinning, I was started to feel woozy, and then darkness took over.

Everybody said the old Bosworth Mansion was haunted…
I didn’t believe it

until I decided to explore it Halloween night of 2018.
I was standing on the bottom of the spooky wooden staircase.
I glazed up towards the mansion, I was scared but I built up the courage to go in
side. Legs shaking, I grabbed my flashlight and made my way up to the
mansion. I made it up to the door, as I reached for the door knob lightning
flashed and a figure appeared in the window above. I was scared, but I
continued into the house. The first thing I noticed was a grandfather clock in
the corner of the room, but the clock was moving backwards. I kept on walking
when I came upon stairs, at the very top was a corridor. I made my way up the
stairs and when I got to the top noticed the lights were flashing.
I walked towards a door at the end of the corridor and took glances at the
pictures on the wall. I stopped when I noticed a picture of a man and a woman, I
wonder who it could be? I made it to the door on the end of the corridor,
I hesitated when I listened into the room and heard a voice. I couldn’t make out
what the voice was saying, so I slowly opened the door. The first thing I noticed
when I walked in was the window. I suddenly realized that this is the room I
saw the figure in! I slowly walked in and approached the window…
I looked behind me and saw a rocking chair next to a baby cradle.
The chair slowly started rocking, slow at first and it slowly sped up.
I was horrified! I sprinted out the door and down the corridor! I tripped when I
got to the bottom of the stairs, but I quickly jumped to my feet!
The front door slammed open by itself, but I wasn’t complaining!
I quickly ran down the wooden stairs going up to the mansion and sprinted
all the way home! I never went back again, but sometimes when I pass it, I feel
chills.

Spooky Story

I took off my Halloween costume, washed the paint off my face, put
on my pajamas, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I was almost
asleep when I first heard the sound …  coming from the bathroom, drip drip drip…

At first I thought it was just the sink, but then it kept getting
louder, drip drip drip… After that it stopped for awhile so I fell
asleep.

Suddenly I woke up again, I remembered that my cat Chloe was
under my bed so I checked if she was there by putting my hand
under the bed, she licked it. And at that moment the sound came
again from the bathroom, drip drip drip… I couldn't handle it
anymore I stood up, and walked to the bathroom.

The door was open I had closed it after I brushed my teeth. I
opened the door a little more, it creaked. I peeked my head
through the door, I was in shock! My cat was hanging from the
roof with blood dripping down from it. I looked into my cat's
soulless eyes. All the sudden I saw something on the mirror
covered in bright red blood, ¨Human´s have tongues too.¨ I
thought no dip sherlock, like the smart alec that I am. Then I ran
as fast as I could down the stairs and to the front door. I saw a
shadow behind me, and then I tripped and fell. Next thing I knew
everything was dark, and I never woke up again...

My brother and I were walking through the woods one Halloween day when we saw what appeared to be a short-cut. "Let's go that way," my brother said, and I would usually disagree with my brother, especially when he wanted to trek home through a dark foggy path in the woods. But i decided to follow because it felt like i was carrying a elephant on my back, because not only did I have to carry my huge pillowcase of candy I had to carry my brothers. As we walked along the path for a while my costume started to itch and it seemed like we weren't getting any closer to home. After a while I started to hear whispers and I felt breath on the back of my neck. After we walked and walked and it got pretty late and at the end of the trail we found a house.

The house we found was surrounded by a huge graveyard it looked kinda haunted. I was really spooked even though my parents told me there weren't such things as ghosts or there wasn't such things as demons under your bed. Well this sight made me think otherwise. My brother had made the worst mistake ever he wanted to stay for the night because we were tired and far from home. We went up to the door and knocked, the door swung right open.

My brother called out into the darkness and yelled hello? We both listened patiently for a response. We both heard a voice in the distance, It seemed to yell help. We walked to the voice, it got louder. Then we reached a door and we could finally make out what the voice was saying, "HELP". We walked through the door and into the basement, we heard the voice again screaming help. We walked to the bottom of the stairs to find a little girl standing in the middle of the room. She looked almost fake she wouldn't move and inch, she was still. My brother approached her and asked are you okay. then many more children walked out of the shadows and chanted play with us.

Then they grabbed him they had incredable strength, and they pulled him in to the shadows. I ran as fast as I could to go get help. Even though I was tired i ran and ran but the path felt longer this time. Then as I ran i heard a voice that said stay. Then I was hit by something i don't know what but It knocked me out. When I woke up I was lying in bed at my house. I jumped out of bed to go tell my parents about my brother, but when I told my parents they seemed confused and the said,"we never had another child". Next I ran to his room and it wasn't there anymore. Then I ran down the path to the house and the house and the graveyard were gone and I never saw my brother again.

Took 2 Days...

Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted and on Halloween night exactly on midnight when the moon is full only then will you be able to find the truth about that old Bosworth mansion. Or the legend states… so when we were all living out last Halloween because apparently “ were too old “ whatever that means. So the night before Halloween we all got together and planned out the whole course to get all the rich neighborhoods and to make sure to fit in some time for our last Halloween truth or dare.  

So together we start to hit all the neighborhoods that of course had only the very finest decorations, scares, CANDY, Etc… . So neighborhood after neighborhood we all got tired after carrying our 100lb pillowcase full of only the finest candy all king size. So we start heading home with our faces filled with candy it popped into my head “ TRUTH OR DARE “ . And it just so happened that we came across the old Bosworth mansion…

Naturally all our instincts said no way Jose but we all came together and just told each other that haunted mansions weren't a thing, or so we thought. After a few round of seeing how long we could do a handstand without barfing we noticed the moon in all of its glory and heard the faint sounds of wolves in the distance. “Whos got the time” I said, nobody had a watch so I pulled out my phone and saw that it was 11:59. Before I had time to say the time it switched to 12:00 then my phone stopped working and the doors that once had multiple padlocks on it suddenly burst open…

Coming out from the door was a green ominous fog so of course i said “ dare or dare” we all looked at each other and said that it’s time that we find out the truth of this silly old apparently “ haunted” mansion. As we all entered the smog filled room all of a sudden “thud” “click” as we looked behind us with our flashlights the door had shut and had been locked. As we examine the lock it has a keyhole. So number one objective find this stupid key and get out of here ASAP.

But we were startled by the sound of very fast footprints so when we turned around we saw the message written on the wall wich we assumed was blood that said “You” with a bloody dagger directly through the letter O. Then right after that we all heard an ominous voice that said “your time starts now good luck”. So after that the grandfather clock began to tick down from 30 min to eventually N0 “with a line through the letter O” ESCAPE… We all began to start to look around and in boxes until I found a box with a padlock on it with a place for 6 different numbers right then and there we all remembered the 2 sayings N0 escape and Y0u.

So we entered the first two numbers  zero, zero and the first two slots started to glow a faint green. After that we all got a huge confidence boost and the light finally turned on well sort of. It would flicker a ton and then stop for a long time we then counted the number of times that it would flick on and we got 8 times. We then entered the number 8 and again it glowed faintly green.

We then tried 6 because it was our sixth neighborhood that we went to before we entered this life or death chamber. When we entered the number it glew a deep red and the house shook rapidly we looked at our clock and we now had only 10 minutes to complete this or we’ll get well who knows what but we didn’t want to find out. We went into the kitchen and saw a bunch of rats so we turned around and said nope. We skimmed through the 7 books and one only said 1 the whole time.

At this point we knew what to do we entered 71 and it glowed that same green. With only about 5 minutes left we all start to panic we couldn’t find any other clues.

With only 1 minute left we all start to cry. There's a one in 99 percent chance that we get the correct number. With only ten seconds left we all take a random guess of 54. We all awaited the answer and there it glows red and the lights shut off. With only 1 more flashlight we aim it towards the “you” sign and here comes out old Bosworth himself in ghost form. He starts to rush towards us swings his giant hatchet but misses and breaks the door down and right when he stepped foot outside his house he instantly got vaporized. We all run outside the house right before it all collapsed in on itself. We never did find out what happened to Mr.Bosworth but at least we are outside of the house and all in one piece.