Short Scary Stories Mini Volume 7: Full Moon Halloween Edition

==Pumpkin Harvest==
"Yes, honey. Yes, I'm at the pumpkin patch right now. I'll get her the biggest pumpkin I can find. Alright? Bye." I said as I hung up the phone with my wife. My 7 year old daughter really wants a pumpkin to carve for Halloween. We live in a very rural area and the nearest supermarket is 15 miles away, so I figure it would be best to search for a pumpkin patch, since we have a lot of farmers out here in Iowa. After driving around in my truck on these isolated lonely roads out here, I finally found a large pumpkin patch by a large barn. I hope the farmer doesn't mind me stealing one of these! I'm a cheapskate, I'll admit.
The sky was a dark purple from the sun setting on this chilly, late-October evening. There was even a yellow full moon in the distance. As I was searching for a pumpkin to pick, I noticed all of them had already been carved. It was more like a jack-o'-lantern patch than anything. Who in their right mind would carve pumpkins while they're still growing in this field? There were so many pumpkins they were basically stumbling over each other. Hundreds of pumpkins -- all carved. This has to be some kind of prank. "Help! Help me!" I heard a faint whisper cry out. I approached the direction of the whisper, and this when I knew this was a prank.
There was some guy laying in a huge patch of carved jack-o'-lanterns, but his body was all deformed and appeared his skin had fused with the pumpkins. It was repulsive to look at. "Hilarious Halloween prank." I said, standing over the deformed man. His eyes were bloodshot and looked to be in his 40s. Could be the farmer. "He... He took over... He tried to kill me." the (I assume) farmer wept. I stood there and laughed, because he was so committed to the role. "Look, do you have an uncarved pumpkin? I need one for my daughter." I said. The farmer's eyes widened with great horror as if he was staring beyond me. Confused, I turned around and saw a man in a realistic scarecrow costume holding a huge rake with steam emitting from it.
I chuckled. "Alright, jokes over. You got me, real funny." I said to the scarecrow standing there menacingly. "That's... no... man." the farmer wept some more. I laughed and decided to ignore the situation by rummaging through the pumpkins by the farmer. Until I felt each one of the rake's burning hot prongs dug into my back, tearing off flesh -- scraping my bones, and melting my skin. I fell on top of the farmer and cried in horrendous pain. I felt another hit to my back. My body was cut and half and melted to chunks. I screamed as I could feel my skin seep and mesh into the pumpkins.
That's all I remembered before waking up on Halloween. I could only see out of one eye. I was facing the sky. I couldn't move. My nerves felt exposed and I only had control of one eyeball. I darted my eye around and that's when I came to the horrifying realization that body was fused with the farmer and jack-o'-lanterns.
I should've just bought a damn pumpkin.
==Roller Ghoster==
There's an amusement park in my town that's been dormant for years, but some company has decided to reopen it for Halloween. I decided to go by myself, since I have no friends and I'm an orphan. Well, used to be. My foster family gave me the money to go here, but they didn't want to come. Such is life.
A lot of the attractions were boring and not scary. But there's one more ride I haven't been on: The Roller Ghoster. As someone who's been on roller coasters before, they're almost always never boring. How could they mess this up? "Tickets, please!" some guy in a green creature costume said in the ticket booth. I proceeded to handed him my remaining tickets. "Last ride for the night? Cause it will be the last ride of your life, mwhahaha!" the ticket boother laugh. "Haha, very funny." I responded. "You're the only person to be able to ride this ride tonight, because you need a certain amount of tickets left -- and you have 5. Very lucky!" the boother said. He got out of the booth and lifted up the rail thing and led me to this hallway.
After going down this hallway, there was an outside area on the left. He was right about me being the only one, because there was no line, or anyone else on the roller coaster from what I could see. It was getting dark and the clouds had a bright green tint to them, so this was pretty creepy. I walked over to the coaster vehicles and seated myself. The security bar locked in, and the vehicles took off. Right as it happened, I could hear a mechanical laugh from behind me. I turned around and there was no one there. The employees at this place are creepy, I'll give them that.
The roller coaster went down steep inclines, swerving tracks, and peaks higher than Mt. Everest. It was accelerating to say the least. When the vehicle pulled up to the start of the ride, it didn't stop. Instead, it kept going on. Uh, that's not good. I panicked even more when I heard the sounds of people crying. I looked to the right of me and saw the faint glow of a woman crying in her hands. I looked behind to see the other vehicles and I saw more ghostly figures crying. There's no way these can be special effects for the ride. "Somebody, help!" I didn't shout. One of the ghosts did. "We've been trapped on this ride forever and we want off!" the woman ghost next to me wept. I was scared out of my mind. This sick company has trapped these poor ghosts on this roller coaster... And I'm stuck with them! No, it can't be... I must free myself and the ghosts before it's too late!
As the vehicle approached the start again, it stopped, and my bar unlocked, meaning I could be free. I wanted to get off, but I didn't want to leave the ghost crying. I approached the woman ghost sitting in the seat next to me and started up a conversation. Her tears faded away as we talked more about her past life. I began chatting with the other ghosts as well. For the first time in my life it felt like I had real friends. I can't leave them. They were lonely just like me but had to deal with the trauma of being trapped on this roller coaster forever. So I will be here to comfort them.
Forever.
==Hairy==
"What's the matter, tough guy? Did you get your shlong stuck in the shower drain?" Nathan scolded Hairy, the disabled kid with a hair-growing disorder. He's very hairy for this age. Fitting for his name. It's like even his parents think he's a joke. I feel bad for him, especially when the bullies make his life a living hell. School is already hell, especially when we don't get out till 7 PM tonight due to delays. This is the first Halloween in 70 years with a full moon. I want to see it already, dang it!
"Beat his ass, Marty!" Nathan exclaimed. Nathan pinned Hairy against the wall as Marty punched him in the gut several times. Hairy fell to the floor and groaned in pain. "Happy Halloween, Sasquatch." Marty quipped before he and Nathan went in the bathroom to take a piss. I rushed over to Hairy. He had blood leaking out of his mouth, but that's probably from gum disease. Hairy was sweating really bad and was breathing heavily. "Want me to get a nurse?" I asked the wounded Hairy. He ignored me and continued holding his stomach in horrible pain as beads of sweat dripped off his arm hairs. He looked like he was giving birth.
I stepped back and just awkwardly stared at him. Veins were pulsating out of his neck and arms. Something horrible is happening. That's when his eyes turned into an inhumane shape and his fingernails extended and became sharper. My eyes bugged out at the sight of horror. His arm hairs grew longer, his mouth protruded into a snout shape and his head hair grew very fast. He... He was becoming a werewolf! I quickly ran to the nearest classroom door and began banging on it. "Help! Let me in!" I cried. I turned back to Hairy and saw the transformation was complete. He crawled on all fours and headed into the bathroom. What followed was the sounds of horrific shrieks of Nathan and Marty. God knows what Hairy is doing to their bodies right now, or should I say, corpses.
"What the hell is going on out here?!" The school principal said jogging down the hall. He peaked his head into the bathroom then ran as fast as he could while screaming. Seconds later a voice on the intercom came on saying the school was under lockdown and for everyone to hide under their desks in their classes. Hairy burst out of the bathroom on all fours with a dismembered arm in his mouth. I screamed as I banged on the door even more. It finally opened and I quickly slammed the door shut.
I began crying when Hairy started clawing at the door. One of my biggest fears was being the victim of a shooting. But this is worse than any nightmares I've had about that. If he gets in then it's another dreadful school massacre. I know the SWAT team won't get here in time. So to my family, I love you. If I fall victim to the first werewolf massacre in modern times, than so be it.
==Meat Rising==
It was a boring Halloween night for me. I offered to give a family member a piece of my liver, so I'm still recovering from that surgery. Which means I'm slumped up on the couch watching TV. "ATTENTION! YES, YOU! THE VIEWER! Do you like good meat? Do you like Halloween? Then come to the Meat Rising Grill downtown for a limited time Halloween-themed meat meal! Chew it to the bone..." the TV commercial said. There was some obese guy with a thick neck presenting it, and there was a VHS filter on top. Probably just some cheap marketing gimmick, but I am pretty hungry. I haven't had a good rib in a while, so I'll see what this "Meat Rising" place is all about.
I got in my car and headed downtown. Not much traffic out. Trick-or-treat ended an hour or so ago and most people are at home eating candy. Mmm... candy. Dang, I'm hungry. It's supposed to be a squared brick building with a white "MEAT RISING" sign on the front, but I don't see it at the address it listed. Instead there's a big empty space where a building used to be. Weird, it's like it was demolished. Did they accidentally air an old commercial from the 80s or something? Could explain the VHS quality. Huh. I'm stumped. I parked the car on the curb and got out to have a smoke. I paced around the empty area, appreciating the full moon on this cold Halloween night. But it sucks, cause I was really hungry. Doesn't help the smell of delicious cooked meat is filling my nostrils. Wait a second... Cooked meat?
I walked in the direction of the smell and came upon a food truck with a "Meat Rising" sign on it. Huh. They didn't show it as a food truck in the commercial. Odd. Anyway, I went up to the truck and the large guy from the commercial was the one cooking. He offered me the "Meaty Surprise", so I got that. After it was done I grabbed my plate and took it to the adjacent table to begin feasting. Even with hunger pains, I couldn't stomach taking another bite of the Meaty Surprise. It tasted wrong. It didn't taste like any other meat I've had before, and trust me I've had a lot over the years. I went back to the food truck. "Want more?" the big man asked. "No. I'm sorry but it tasted... horrid." I admitted. The big guy's face turned red and started manically weazing. It was disturbing to see this all alone in the middle of the night.
"What? You mean to tell me you don't like the taste of your own flesh?" the big guy jokingly questioned. "What a scam!" I exclaimed in anger. "Here, take this." the big guy said, throwing a paper at me. It was a paper from the hospital detailing... my liver removal surgery. I dropped the paper and began throwing up. While I was puking my guts out, four arms grabbed me from behind and dragged me inside the food truck. "Ahahahaha!" the big guy kept laughing. "Trick-or-treat, give me something good to eat!" he laughed before slashing my stomach open with a meat hook. He ripped out the rest of my liver with his bare hands and dumped them in a glowing jack-o'-lantern. "The Halloween Special coming right up! Hahahahahaha!"
==Power Drill to President==
I'm so sick of this year. The election is in the coming days and I'm nervous as all heck. I scratched all the skin off my balls and I'm pulling the remainder of my balding hair out. I picked up the power drill and tried putting a hole in my head, but it was out of batteries. I threw the drill out the window, shattering the glass into pieces.
Look at me. Spending this beautiful Halloween night a total mess. There's a full moon out and I'm trying to hammer my hand to the wall? It's time to call the police. "911 what's your emergency?" "Yes, I'm feeling very ill right now. I don't have my medication and I think I need to be remitted to the psych ward." I said to the dispatcher. "Alright, we'll send someone over there immediately." A few seconds later the SWAT team burst into my home and put me in a straight jacket with 180 latches.
An hour later I was brought to the psych ward. The officers handcuffed me to the bed and said a doctor will be there to see me soon. It was one of those wide rooms with 10 patients in it. My eyeballs itch really bad and I can't itch them! ERGH! Just as things couldn't get any worse, my arch nemesis entered the room. The man running for president: Jo' Bi-dan. He's an 79 year old bisexual man named Dan with dementia and he thinks he can become president. I'm a little bit off the chain, but even I know he's not supposed to be here. What is going on? Are they emitting the poor guy finally? "Listen Americans... I, Josh Biden-- I mean Jo' Bi-Dan, will be elected president of the United States with your help!" he said. Why is he campaigning in a psych ward? Something fishy is going on, like when I turned my toilet into a fish tank.
Jo's staff then began handing out ballots to all the patients. "VOTE! GET OUT AND VOTE! 20 YEARS... I mean, look. You have now, CAUSE HE WAS WHO HE IS!" Mr. Bi-dan rambled. I hadn't vote yet so I filled out the ballot. However, my candidate of choice wasn't on there, so I just wrote in my name instead. The staff then collected all the ballots and pushed a copying machine into the room. "Thanks for voting, Americans! We have just mobilized against the trueinternathofadepressure, isolate and punish America!" Jo ominously stated before his staff put ballots in the copying machine. I watched in horror as millions of copies of our ballots got printed out. They're gonna steal the election with these! That was the last thing I saw until a Bi-dan staffer twisted my neck, putting me into a coma.
I was awoken by my coma on November 3rd. There was a loud commotion in the room. The entire ward staff was in the room, staring at me. Right behind them was were multiple TVs, all on different channels saying I was now the president of the United States. That idiot Jo' accidentally copied too many copies of my ballot.
My first order in office? The worst thing you could imagine. I'll tell you later. In the mean time, let's take a look at the news:
==In Today's News==
Riots have taken places all over America due to psych ward patient William Scott winning the election, with many of them wearing their leftover costumes from Halloween, so it's like Halloween never ended. Many pollsters and journalists have declared the election to be rigged. But there is a bigger issue at large. The full moon of Halloween still hasn't gone down, meaning it's technically still October 31st, even though the world clocks say November 3rd. "Something terrifying is happening right now." one of the world's top scientists vaguely said.
Hours later after his statement, a hoard of UFOs were spotted in Earth's atmosphere, which were seen by millions across the globe. "Something big is happening. I hope you're ready." a NASA expert also vaguely said. Later that day a large mothership bigger than the state of Manhattan was seen flying over Washington D.C. where our new president William Scott is residing. The secret service and White House staff evaded the premises before a dozen alien-like beings ejected from the mothership and took over the White House. "We've been waiting to concur Earth for years. We always scoffed at you pathetic mortals, but the fact you elected this buffoon made our planned invasion move to today. We are currently seizing military operations in this country as well as China. We have the world's launch codes! So, we ask all citizens of the globe to obey our every command or die!" the new alien president threatened.
Scientists have theorized for generations that aliens inhabited the moon. This is all but confirmed true now that the aliens have left the moon and invaded Earth, meaning they can no longer rotate the moon, so it is full forever. Former US president William Scott had this to say: "It was honor to be president for a whopping 2 hours. Now that I'm a citizen again, I'm gonna get new batteries for my power drill and enjoy the full moon as I put holes in my skull." Meanwhile, former vice president Jo' Bi-dan had this to say: "Look... 200-- 500 trillion aliens have care... But it isn't about the tough guys anymore, it's about the scientists. America, look. How many kitchen tables is it gonna take to realize that Bob Squidward needs to be commenced? 200 million are dead and he hasn't delivered on a dammed thing he said."
Countries and celebrities are encouraging the human race to distance themselves from aliens and to obey their every command. Leader of the Global Health Administration says "We can stop the spread of death if we obey the aliens. Literally say yes to everything they do." European countries agree with this sentiment, going as far to lock down the country to protect themselves from the alien threat. "Do not go outside, not even for food. If an alien does get in your home, please obey them. They are better than us. They are our masters." Prime Minister of Udernie warned. A US representative told Global News Media that "Climatic Change is a bigger threat than aliens." And many of her peers agree, saying that alien rights are human rights.
While people on the R spectrum are trying to find a way to inhabit the moon, the L people are trying to summon a portal to Hell to escape the alien threat. Scientists are trying to create a vaccine that makes humans immune to aliens, but it's a few years off according to health experts. So in the meantime, enjoy October 31st. Because it's gonna be a full moon Halloween everyday for the next few years. Candy, costumes, pumpkins. All year. So sit back and enjoy yourself. Until the greys come.
Halloween is the new normal.
Category:Pumpkins
Category:Halloween
Category:Blood/Gore
Category:Paranormal
Category:Amusement Parks
Category:Spirits/Ghosts
Category:School
Category:Bullies
Category:Transformation
Category:Werewolves
Category:Food
Category:Restaurants
Category:Psychopaths
Category:Politics
Category:Aliens