Weekly Spark -- Halloween Horrors

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The Weekly Spark was... "Your Worst Halloween Nightmare!"


Savannah Brookshire

My worst Halloween nightmare was frightening because it all had do with “ZOMBIES,” oh my! It all started on one morning. I was calling my three best friends Kawnia, Zoila, and Elaine. “Hi Kawnia, Elaine, and Zoila. Are you guys ready for trick – or – treating tonight,” I asked them?
“Oh yeah, definitely ready,” Kawnia answered with excitement in her voice.
“Same here,” Zoila answered after Kawnia.
“Yep,” Elaine answered after Zoila.
“Okay good then meet me at my house in an hour so we can talk,” I said to them. An hour has passed, and I’m just going to skip the talking part and go ahead to the trick – or – treating. Once we were out trick – or – treating, a couple of hours passed. Once we got to the next house, all we felt was quietness and when we turned around there was just chaos people running down the street.
“What the heck was that all about and should we be worried about that and why is this house all dark and spooky,” Elaine worried.
“Well one, its Halloween and two does it look like I know what that was about Elaine,” Kawnia shouted!
“Hey, I was asking aloud not just you so just calm yourself down,” Elaine said back to her.
“Will you two just nock the heck off or else I’ll do it for you,” Zoila said.
“You guys, what is that,” Kawnia asked in a scared voice?
Once we saw what Kawnia was pointing out, all of a sudden it lunged at us in zombie like motion and we all screamed and ran for our lives. We all ran into this other dark, spooky house.
“Was that what I think it was,” I questioned the three?
“Yep,” Zoila answered.
“Ahhh, zombie,” We all screamed! And then all of the sudden a whole bunch of zombies were just breaking the windows and were trying to break the door down and somehow they all got in and ate us.

Blake Markland

The sky was black and the night was silent except for the sound of an owl in the distance. I thought it seemed way too cliche but all my friends were scared. We decided to walk to the end of 9th street. Nobody trick or treats on 9th street. Apparently about 50 years ago, a man set this whole street on fire on halloween night. Only one house still stands. It’s all the way at the end of the block, and its supposed to be haunted. As we approached the house, a black cat burst out of the darkness and ran the opposite direction that we were walking. My friends double dog dared me to ring the doorbell. I had no choice, it was a double dog dare. I slowly walked up the doorsteps and placed both my feet in front of the door. I slowly raised my hand to the doorbell and, without thinking, pressed it. The entire street burst up in flames, trapping us against the haunted house.

Connor Albright

My worst Halloween nightmare consists of some thing like me being woken up up at 12:00am being tortured for for 24 hours, while my I watch my friends and family be killed and  my stuff being ruined. Thats probably never going to happen. A more realistic “worst nightmare” is me finding nothing to do on halloween. It would be super boring and would be a huge disappointment. I would be super sad/ angry that i let such a fun day go to waist. Hopefully that doesn’t happen tonight and I find something awesome to do with my friends.

Erik Borghi

Far to the South, upon the Pinnacle of PV, comes the legend of the skinner. It begins way back before the civil war, when black slaves were held by there white owners. Cornelius, a black man who had earned his freedom, became a skinner by trade. He was very good at his work and made a decent living, sometimes even better than his white neighbors. Envious that a black man could fare better than themselves, the town rounded him up and murdered him along with his family. It has been said, that after the death of Cornelius, the townsfolk skinned his corpse and threw it into the sea. But Cornelius did not die, instead he became something more. A soggy corpse desperate to harvest the skin of any man he can find. Especially those who have heard his story.

Us by Lindsey

"Us"

Run to me

Hide from me

Take what you want from me

I don't need

You will see

Everything I can be.

Wipe the rain

Erase the pain

Help save me from the fray

Show they way

The light of day

Stay together come what may.

Take me there

I don’t care

Let them come

Let them stare.

'Cuz I love you

And I want you

And I need you

Take my hand

You’ll see it’s true.