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Halloween stories

Real thanks to my dear and hardworking students, 
who composed & sent me 
such nice, interesting Halloween stories.

I looked them through, yeh...
 the grammar isn't your strong point sometimes:)
But the imigination is amazing!!! 
I'm glad to share.



Scary Vampire Story 
by

Andrienko Jane
II pharm D(9)

Todd's uncle Johnson always kept lots of garlic at home and there was a cross in every corner of his house, even his fence was made up of crosses and there was a big cross on top of his roof, just like a church. Just across the road from his home was an ancient house. Its windows and doors were boarded up for centuries and no one rented or sold it. Local people used to say that one can hear screeching of a bat from inside the home and many people also reported seeing shadow of a tall and lanky man in the window, on the upper floor, which was the only one not covered with boards. 

 Despite the long time for which the house had not been used, it always used to look clean. There was not even a single leaf in the backyard. The bats seemed to love the place and at night, a number of bats used to appear there, as if from nowhere. According to the folklore, the house was ‘lived-in’ by a real vampire. Many people were reported to have died inexplicably in front of the house. Their eyes used to be wide open, as if they had seen something horrible when they died. It was also a site where accidents used to occur quite frequently. 

 It was said that the vampire of the house opposite that of Uncle Johnson’s, used to reveal his face to his victims only. People also said that he was so ugly that people had a heart attack at the very instant they saw him and this is why they died. Then, when they were buried, the vampire used to dig up their graves and sucked their blood to feed himself. The legend also went that anyone who passed a dare in the name of the vampire would get to see how he looks and will die a painful death at the hands of the vampire. Would you like to give it a try?


Nayaly Koval's'ka

II pharm A (9)

The night. Nobody at home. She finished her cup of green tea and went to bed. Today was a very difficult day. She was tired. Lazily off his slippers, she collapsed on krovat.Okno was open, and walked around the room a breeze. Star was not visible, but the round moon illuminated the treacherous silhouettes, casting frightening shadows. For some time she had watched the curtains, which the wind was blowing gently. His eyes slowly closed. Sleep beckoned her. Warm thoughts warmed by helping her get to sleep faster. There was a sharp squeak. What is it? Likely draft. Not paying attention to this, she continued to dive into a world of warm memories and relaxing sleep. 


>From the kitchen came the sound of dishes crashed: 

- You will die. You must surely die, - whispered a hoarse voice. 

-Who is here? - She opened her eyes dramatically. 

-Do you hear? You will die! I said so. You will die! - Continued to repeat the vote. He called horror. It was hardly something earthly. None of the human body was not able to pronounce so hoarse and at the same time, loudly and clearly. 

-Who is here? Get out! - Not a little frightened girl. 

-Die, die ... - whispering voice. 

Fear gripped her. In a panic, she tried to find my phone, but to no avail. She was afraid to leave the room. 

Die-... - could be heard all around. 

She huddled in the corner. Pulse seemed to pierce the head, heart - stop by a furious pace. Began to hear other voices: 

-Remember ... you die ... Today ... Soon ... Wait ... - they could hear the chaotic few legible. 

Sitting in the corner, she could not bring himself to move. Fear gripped her. The hands were shaking convulsively. Brain ceased to think properly. It echoed a thousand times displayed the words "Die, die." Slammed the window. Looks like the wind raged in earnest. 

No, no! Please! - She moaned, 'Do not! 

So, it should be. Today. 

She began to beat the wall, hoping to wake the neighbors, but to no avail. She tried to get up but fell again. Wheeze increased. "I can not wait I would have died, the girl thought, - it would be quickly over." 

Beginning to turn gray. Morning slowly bleached the moon. Exhausted, she tried to stand. The voice is definitely heard from the kitchen. She gathered his last strength to look death in the eye. Based on the walls, she slowly moved toward the kitchen. The voice became more legible and ferocity. She lost consciousness and soon came to himself, fell and rose. Opened the door and saw ... no telly off with some cheap program about Halloween. 

In-screwed! - She thought, and fell to sleep =) 


Bondar Helen

 II pharm A (9)

Vesta and Joes prepared for wedding. 


Vesta is in the REGISTRY OFFICE, but Joe all doesn't appear. As it turned out - he marries another.Vesta was crying for a long time, she tried to be forgotten in alcohol, but it was in vain. Only revenge could save the girl? No, but Vesta thought differently. At night she snuck into the house,seeing his bride, she exclaim, it was her sister. Vesta grabbed a knife and killed the groom and her sister. When neighbors, having suspected wrong, called the police, Vesta was sitting beside the bed and sang the Wedding Waltz.

 When she saw the police, with hysterical laughter she jumped from the window and has broken. Buried her in a wedding dress, and say,and they say that every night she gets out of the grave, appears in Joe's house and sings the Wedding Waltz. 


Morristown 

by

Jane Holinata

II pharm A (9)

George Washington was driving back to Morristown from Summit when a blizzard came blowing down upon his carriage. The snow was blowing so hard that it was difficult to see. They were driving slowly down the road when the General looked through the window and saw a poor child – a pretty little brown-haired girl – staggering through the rapidly deepening drifts of snow. Washington called to my driver to stop and pick her up, thinking he could give her a ride to her home. The carriage stopped beside her. Then, just as the driver got down from the carriage, she vanished. The men looked around for her, and realized there were no child’s footprints in the snow. 

Puzzled, they stopped at a local house to inquire after the child, and learned that the little girl had been drowned in a cistern several years ago, and her ghost continued to walk the section of the road on which they had been traveling that evening. It was said that the little girl had sometimes saved other children from accidents, and that her spirit was there to protect travelers. While he was still assimilating this information, General Washington received word of a British ambush that was foiled by the revolutionaries loyal to the General. If he had not stopped the carriage to speak to the ghost, General Washington would have been caught in the ambush and captured or killed. 


A Gift For Birthday 

by Brus Mary

II pharm A (9)

Tamara always wanted to get a doll and Swiss chocolate. And today for it Birthday. Among gifts it found a doll and chocolate. In the first day a girl ate one stick of chocolate. 

Before to fall asleep, a person celebrating his the name-day kissed the doll. On a morning a mother noticed on the neck of daughter a scar which never was. This scar looked like a bite. The scared mother decided to lock the room of Tamara for the night that nobody could call at its room, while a girl sleeps. Before sleep Tamara ate another stick of chocolate and again kissed a doll. In the morning the mother of girl found out another scar on its neck. The mother of Tamara was very scared. It decided to lock daughter in a room, but for this time, taking away a doll with itself. 

Tamara, as usual, decided to eat chocolate, but for this time all wholly. In the morning the mother of girl went off to it, but it did not find the key. In a fright, it burst in a door and entered in a room. A 
 girl lay dead under a blanket, and a doll lay next to it. 


Belous Valya

II pharm A (9)

It was in our house, on the first floor. Our stepfather very drunk, and so my mother put him to sleep in a room on the couch, and she lay down with me and younger brother in the nursery. In the night, she felt that she did not have enough air as if it came over the top-heavy that.

She sleepily thought that this stepfather. But then I realized that he was sleeping in another room. My mother in otherworldly forces, and therefore does not believe without fear opened her eyes. She almost cried out in terror. She sat on his chest the lost ten years ago, her classmate!

She tried to strangle my mother. Her eyes burned with fire, his face was distorted with rage. My mother tried not to cry, so we do not scare. Closing her eyes, she read a prayer, and when she opened her eyes, that this girl was not.
In the morning my mother had bruises on his neck. On the same day she went and put his former odnoklasnitse candle for the dead. More than this girl was not a mother. 

The Story About a  Coffin 

by Veresotzka Oxana
II pharm D(9)

It was a dark rainy night .One man went home and the way it ran past the local cemetery. When he passed by the gate cemetery, he heard a strange sound, like someone then banging on the locked the gate. A man walked faster, but soon heard in the dark something moves and it's "something" has it! Terrified passer-by, went even faster then ran off - it is useless, harassment continued. 

Then he stopped to look back and saw the coffin! We must assume that such sight of any human immediately make the Olympic man on the run! Passerby ran in all haste, but the coffin not fall behind. Were heard thud, like someone who was inside, trying to remove the lid of the coffin and get out. 

THE Man began throwing stones at the coffin, hoping that he will fall behind, but it only angered dead, because that strikes began to be heard more often. Finally, a man ran up to the their street and ran into yard of his house. Coffin - for him! Near the pile lay ax, a man threw him into the coffin, but the ax stuck in the lid. The man ran into the house and locked the door and ran to closet where he kept a gun. He loaded it and then I heard a terrible rumbling: it coffin knocked the door and found himself in the house. THE Coffin walked out of the room into the room, bumping into furniture and trying to find people. A man shot in a coffin, but it is certainly not                a coffin halted. Terrified, the man rushed into the bathroom and closed there. A moment later he heard kick in the door coffin found hiding man! Strike, then another - the door has collapsed. In despair, the man grabbed the first thing that caught my arm - a bottle of syrup cough - and threw him into the coffin. A bottle smashed, syrup resulted in a coffin and the coffin was immediately gone! 
.. It's funny, of course, that the syrup Cough cope with the grave, but we must remember that this is just for children horror story. 


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