To the new readers… a little story from Halloween 2011. This post holds the record for most hits in one day – 738 – on Brown Road Chronicles due to some Stumble Upon activity, whatever that means! Anyhow, Happy Halloween – hope you aren’t visited by too many ghosts tonight!
Last year on Halloween night I was home with the flu. Because we live out in the country, we typically spend Halloween evening at the home of some close friends whose kids are similar ages to our kids. They live in a small neighborhood nearby and the kids can trick-or-treat to their heart’s delight while the adults sit back and share a pizza and a few drinks. That’s the one thing I don’t like about where we live, that we don’t get to experience kids coming to our door, dressed as ghosts or witches or hobos or athletes or all the other myriad costumes. Halloween is one of my favorite holidays and I’ve always felt our home would make the perfect spooky haunted house.
I just didn’t feel up to being out though, with an aggressive fever and the toggling of sweats and chills. So I sent my wife and the kids off for the evening and plopped myself down on the couch to watch some of the usual Halloween fare on the TV. Flipping through channels of zombie and werewolf and vampire movies and the yearly Halloween series marathons, I eventually settled on the classic Boris Karloff version of Frankenstein, knowing I’d probably fall asleep in a few minutes anyhow… which I surely did. It was about 8:30 p.m. when I was awakened by someone knocking on our front door.
Who in the hell would be here on Halloween night, I wondered, especially at our front door, which no one ever uses. Shaking the sleep from my head, I hoisted myself off the coach and walked into the kitchen where I could vaguely see someone standing on the front porch…….
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3 responses to “Happy Halloween”
That was an awesome Halloween story! Thanks for sharing it again.
Nice story, Steve. I saw a ghosts when I was little. The Blue Lady is actually based loosely on a true story. You, know I don’t see them now and the older I get, the more it seems like there must be some other explanation, but I try to just leave the memories alone. I like them better as ghosts.
I remember reading about the Blue Lady! Thankfully I have never seen a ghost.