HalloweenStoryContest

Rommelt sixth graders wrote Halloween stories. Here are two of the best chosen by the //Rommelt Reporter// Newspaper Club. Be prepared to be scared!

** The Attic ** ** by Olivia Mussare ** It all started when Haley was playing in her room. While she was playing in her room she thought: //I wonder why mom never lets me go in the attic?// Then she thought: //Well, mom’s downstairs so I can just go up in the attic right now.// So she got up, went through the hallway, and opened the door. A cold breeze came right at her when she opened the door. She walked in. She walked up a couple of stairs and the ceiling got low which was weird because she’s short. She finally reached the top. She thought it was going to be nice and pretty, but instead, it ended up being scary and ugly. She just looked around when suddenly she heard a slam. She ran to the door. The door was shut. She tried opening it, but she couldn’t. She could hear her mom yelling, “Is everything okay?” Haley yelled back, “Yes!” She was about to burst out crying. She just decided to look around again. She heard this person say, “Who’s there?” in a deep, mad voice. She had tears coming down her cheeks. She said back, “Who was that?” Then she heard a noise, glanced over, and there was a person. But it wasn’t just any person; it was a ghost. She screamed at the top of her lungs and it disappeared. “Just get me out of here!” Haley screamed. “You can’t ever get out of here!” the ghost said. She ran to the door, tried to open it again, and it opened. She was so excited to be out of there. She ran out of the attic, shut the door, and put something in front of the door. She went downstairs and turned on the TV. She thought to herself: //No wonder mom never let’s me in the attic!// The Haunting in the Hudson Hotel  by Christi Bennardi

It all started with the discussion of which hotel the Parker family was going to stay in. To their youngest daughter, Annebeth, it was a nightmare that they picked the Hudson Hotel in Bussletown. She heard the rumors of how it was haunted by Anthony Ross, who stayed there but got ignored, kicked out, and died a block away from the hotel.

Annebeth never had a say in anything and wasn’t trusted by her parents. She was only nine years old and yet she was the one to learn more about the Hudson Hotel.

When the Parkers got there, the first night started the mysteries. Annebeth’s windows were opening and then closing louder and louder until Annebeth walked over to stop them.

The next morning she told her parents, but as usual, they didn’t believe her and told her to just drop it and eat breakfast. The discussion ended for the rest of the day.

When Annebeth went to bed and fell asleep, her sheets were ripped off the bed and the windows were opening and closing rapidly. She immediately ran to her parents’ room but when they got back everything was still. It didn’t happen again that night and in the morning one of the other guests, Mrs Curtle, who stayed at the hotel, vanished, leaving only footprints the size of Annebeth’s.

Later that day Annebeth’s brother, Mike, found a china doll in the corridor leading to their suites, and he thought it would be funny if he accidentally threw it out of the window.

During the night, Annebeth was sure she heard a yelp of pain and whispers saying, “Mike,” over and over.

In the morning she woke up to the sounds of yells, mopes, and choked up words. When she heard that Mike was missing, leaving only ripped pillows, sheets, and the china doll as if it was never broken, it made her very depressed. Although her own brother was now missing, her parents still didn’t think it had to do with an angry spirit.

Every night a new thing would happen including the door to Annebeth’s bathroom slamming in her face before she could walk in. Nothing happened to her parents and only half of what happened to Annebeth, half of that happened to Carole, her sister.

One morning Carole reported about a black misted figure going through her room and opening the door to leave. She also claimed that it dragged her out of bed while she heard her name being said hurriedly. Mr. and Mrs. Parker took no notice because there wasn’t any proof. Later during the night, they heard a hair-raising scream that seemed to come from all around. Everybody ran to Annebeth’s room but again nothing was found besides a few footprints.

The whole family, or at least the three last members, went their own way in the Hudson Hotel.

Annebeth, that night, heard whispers more urgent than before and couldn’t help feel like she was being watched. The windows weren’t shutting and closing like usual, but it did feel very cold and seemed to get darker. Annebeth suddenly felt the most excruciating pain and fear. Everything went black except for a demon-like creature with foot-long talons and horns. It had bright neon eyes compared to the pitch black around them, and it didn’t blink. It wouldn’t take its eyes off Annebeth. Finally, in one swift movement, the creature vanished and appeared beside her. It was very perplexing because Annebeth was watching herself being eaten alive. He was devouring her lifeless body. After that she could only think of having her own body again. She, herself, was devouring her lifeless body. After that, she could only think of having her own body again. Annebeth, Mike, Carole, and Mrs. Curtle all watched the demon helplessly as it ate other guests that joined them in watching.