Spooky Halloween Stories

On this page you will find two funny and at the same time scary Halloween stories. Enjoy reading them.

The Dead Man from the Third Floor

Author: Charles, 2014

Bang, squatch… a dull thud directly behind Bernd makes his pulse and blood pressure shoot up. An automatic reaction drives him three steps forward in one leap. On his back he feels something splatter onto his jacket in several pieces, and he feels it on the back of his head too. On his neck and right ear he feels moisture running into his collar. He reaches back with his right hand and stares in horror at the moisture on his hand, on his fingers, in the dim evening light; Blood!!! Is that blood, that reddish-orange substance on his skin? Now he is almost close to a cardiac arrest. His breath rattles and something constricts his throat.

Now Bernd ventures a cautious glance at the pavement behind him, where to his horror a large head lies shattered in pieces on the ground. The contents are a pulpy mass and from the centre flows the same liquid that hit him on the head, running toward the gutter. Bernd reaches into his trouser pocket with trembling hands, takes out his phone and dials 911 as if in a trance. The police answer immediately and he stammers: "Quickly, a severed head has just fallen from above onto the pavement behind me. It must be a murder! I can't move at all, I'm about to faint!" And only after the police officer's insistent questioning can he name the street he is on. His trembling knees give way and Bernd sits shaking on the ground. As a precaution he closes his eyes and waits for help.

It doesn't take long before Bernd hears the siren of the police car. And he hears people talking who have just arrived. "What happened?" asks a police officer and a passer-by answers: "Don't know, I only heard a thud and saw the man there" – he is apparently pointing at Bernd – "sitting on the ground. I think he's dead." Bernd also hears something like laughter and he hears a woman who keeps saying: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry…"

Now Bernd carefully opens his eyes and looks at the shoes of a police officer standing in front of him. "What's wrong with you? Are you injured, do you need a doctor?" The police officer bends down toward him. "I'm feeling better now" Bernd stammers. "Did you call?" asks the police officer. "Yes, I heard the head of the corpse fall, I have blood on my back." "Now get up first" says the police officer kindly, extending his hand to Bernd. Once Bernd is standing he lets the police officer support him. His knees are still wobbly and his hands are trembling.

With his flashlight the police officer illuminates the pavement. In the centre of the beam of light Bernd sees a shredded yellow-red mass lying on the ground. Something green protrudes from the top like a piece of bone. Then a woman comes toward him: "I'm so sorry! I'm Mrs. Weber from the third floor. We wanted to place a beautiful pumpkin on the balcony railing and it fell off. Are you injured? We will of course pay for the cleaning of your jacket."

Bernd nods and promises: "Yes, I'll come with my wife. Thank you."
The police officer adds with a warning tone and a smile to Mrs. Weber from the third floor: "But make sure that neither the pumpkin nor Mr. Bernd falls down!" "And please clean the pavement right away!" he adds as well.
And so this story ends and Bernd goes home. There he will have plenty to tell and can recover.

Halloween

Author: Charles, 2014

With my children I prepared a few things in the house for Halloween. We decorated the entrance, hung gruesome scraps of fabric stained with red spots in many places and laid plastic human limbs in the hallway, which I had only bought that afternoon. We also spread red slime that looked like congealed blood.

My children made themselves masks and capes that they wanted to take to school the next day.

My wife had already left the house since the afternoon to go to one of her cleaning jobs. She wouldn't be back until around 10 p.m.

At 9 p.m. my children went to bed, already looking forward to the next day, especially the evening, as they were allowed to invite friends to the Halloween party. We had planned to welcome the guests with blood drinks, of course tomato juice, cherry juice and strawberry jelly, and then to serve them pizza that we had prepared and baked ourselves with a horribly scary topping. All the children were then supposed to show off their costumes and recite their spooky lines.

Just before 10 p.m. I went to bed, as I intended to get up early. I was reading a book while waiting for my wife. But somehow my eyes grew heavy.
Suddenly I heard my wife scream. She had just come into the house and in the dim light of the hallway had tripped over the arms and legs, had a blood-soaked cloth hit her in the face, and had fallen to the ground with her hands landing in the red slime. Only with great effort was I able to calm her down somewhat and then persuade her to come to bed as well. So we soon fell asleep. But in the night there was screaming again and I received heavy blows to my face. My wife had woken up in her sleep with a start because she had been having a horror dream. She had been fighting off Halloween monsters and I was the ideal victim. Now we also had real blood on the pillowcase and I had a swollen nose with corresponding pain. Of course I wasn't angry with my wife, and the next day the children had plenty to laugh about.

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