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#13: Spooktacular

This Thursday is Halloween! And you know we couldn't let October 31st go by without giving you all a batch of spooktacular writing prompts.

 

But don't worry if your tolerance for the scare factor is low: whether you're a fan of spine-chilling fiction or prefer stories about friendly ghosts, there's something in these prompts for everyone! 

If you want to do some Halloween reading after you submit your short story, here are some great resources to help you find the perfect, spooky read.

 

🥇 Winner

“Queen Cymbeline” by Zilla Babbitt

The island reeked of fish; scattered guts and oozing blank eyes littered the black beaches, and the mountains smelled of bubbling, potting fish intestines. The sky was continually dark with the smoke from the fires beneath the cauldrons, and the water had a thin film of scales and oil, all in the bays and quaysides round the island. In the deepsea around the island, the fish that were still alive avoided the inlets and told tales among their young that a bloodthirsty monster lived on the isle, with a mouthful of s...

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⭐️ Shortlisted

“Won't You Stay Awhile?” by Nelle Chambers

Alice Sawyer stood in the dim lobby of The Boneyard Inn, refusing to allow her gaze to stray to any of the decor. The pewter doorknocker had been a fierce lion, frozen in a growl, a ring dangling from its fangs. She could only imagine what knickknacks lurked among the books on the floor to ceiling shelves lining the walls.Through the insubstantial curtains, lightning flashed every few seconds. The accompanying thunder seemed to be one never-ending rumble. Alice’s wet hair stuck to her cheeks in clumps. Her drenched...

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“A black cat in a dark room” by Agathe Burrier

It was a slender, graceful animal, with large green eyes and a small pink tongue in its triangular-shaped face. It was grooming itself when I turned the corner, delivering soft, measured licks onto its shining fur. But none of that mattered: it was a cat, and it was black. That only was important.I do not believe in coincidences. Right as I was making my way past him, the cat got up and crossed my path, all smooth motion and unstoppable omen of the providence. It did not even troubl...

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“All The Slender Devils” by R. A.

There were a lot of things August had been expecting from the one-night-fright deal he'd been sent online. A few scares, maybe, and a reprieve from the constant ridicule of his friends. They were always ribbing him about his tall, spindly frame, his ghost-pale skin — all the things that made him a kind of ripoff Slender Man, really — and how it was therefore that much funnier that he was such a veritable scaredy-cat. 

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“Witching Hour at the Haunted-House Hotel” by Haley Clark

Another decade had passed and Margaret arrived again to the old house at the end of the lane.  Even with the recently completed renovations and the creaking sign outside proclaiming The Haunted-House Hotel, the home she once knew had changed very little. What had been a lawn of soft Augusta grass the new homeowner transformed into a bed of fresh-tilled earth. Gravestones—too clean to be anythi...

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“A Safe and Quiet Street” by Gary Thomson

A SAFE AND QUIET STREET[1135 words]             The little girl stood in a ring of moonlight at the entrance to the cul-de-sac. Along  the gentle curve of houses, several front yards displayed shambling cardboard skeletons or cackling witches gliding on broomsticks.            &nbsp...

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This week's prompts:

Write a story about someone spending the night in an old Victorian home-turned-hotel on Halloween.

Holiday – 47 stories

You go to visit your neighbor. When you ring the doorbell, a stranger appears and tells you that your neighbor has been dead for ten years.

Thriller and Suspense – 55 stories

Write a story about someone who sees a black cat cross their path... for the tenth time that day.

Mystery – 41 stories

You go for a walk and accidentally bump into someone. They feel the bump, but the person can't seem to hear or see you.

Thriller and Suspense – 57 stories

Write a story about an eventful evening of trick-or-treating.

For Kids – 39 stories

Stories

“Queen Cymbeline” by Zilla Babbitt

The island reeked of fish; scattered guts and oozing blank eyes littered the black beaches, and the mountains smelled of bubbling, potting fish intestines. The sky was continually dark with the smoke from the fires beneath the cauldrons, and the water had a thin film of scales and oil, all in the bays and quaysides round the island. In the deepsea around the island, the fish that were still alive avoided the inlets and told tales among their young that a bloodthirsty monster lived on the isle, with a mouthful of s...

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“Maybe we are all different” by Abigail Airuedomwinya

So how does a story start? It starts in mid sentence as though searching for an evaporated clue. It doesn't always start with someone laughing and pulling back their hair in clumsy delight. Sometimes it begins much like how everything else falls into silent existence; like it has always waited to be told. The story starts with her.Her name used to be the talk of the Town back when it was easy to believe she was the talk of the town. First it was the little baby she'd found wrapped in dirty cloth by her doorstep. She fed the child a...

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“A New Life” by Cam Croz

I never thought that the most important day of my life would turn out like this…A trip to the store.A friend.A wig.A party.

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“Katie” by Marte Van der linden

I rang the doorbell to Katie’s house and a woman in a blue dress opened the door. You can always tell whether grown-ups are parents. Parents look friendly and comfortable but also a little bit ragged around the edges. This woman was not like that. Everything about her was neat and tidy, with sharp creases in her clothes and smoothed angles on her body. She glanced left and right before looking down. “Oh, hello!” She made her voice go up a little bit at the end and when she smiled I could count her teeth. “Can Katie come out ...

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“Fantasy or fantasy’s” by Twilight Bee

As individuals, we hold the pen and paper. We hold it to victory, in hope of a stroke of luck that may come up and pat us on the back. We crave for many events to occur and you may or may not get that chance. You see it is all about opportunities. And that first opportunity I got was one you’d never get.If I told you, you’d think I was mad. Delusional. Living a fantasy life. However I built my fantasy life through bloody fists, every single day after school. They’d approach me, in a huddle or flock. They’d hold onto their ...

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“Chrysalis Factory, a Heart, a Death, a Ghost” by Zilla Babbitt

Anam sat down on the dusty ground and pulled her knees up to her chest and rubbed her temples with her fingers. She felt so hot, so tired, so sick. Her chest heaved and her head spun and she knew she needed air. Anam needed to breath before she threw up.She darted a look at the foreman.He was yelling at poor Mary again. That Irish girl never knew which bobbin to spool when, and it was costing Mary tears and blood. Final...

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“Ghostify” by Maybe Jupiter

The wind was blowing south again. There were hundreds of bodies floating in the air, and not everyone enjoyed it.The president was screaming about how he would lose his job and be a laughing matter to everyone. And the assistant of the president was screaming about how he would lo...

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“I Am the Groundskeeper” by Joshua Insole

1The knife doesn’t slip in easily, I have to really force it.  2During the summer months, the hotel is bustling with life. People from all over the country holiday in our little slice of heaven. People from other countries come to pay us a visit, too. Our fields are green and expansive. Our mountains – albeit small – instil a sense of peace and wonder in the hea...

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“Appleface” by Zilla Babbitt

When Halloween came around, Augustus Street went crazy. Balloons and movies and stickers and bloody decorations plastered to the windows. Candy in abundance, enough to fill a swimming pool, enough for the entire city to get diabetes. Children counted down the days with more excitement than Christmas, the adults gobbling pumpkin lattes and scones and cider with just as much enthusiasm as their bratty kids. There on the corner, where Augustus crossed Catchall, was a little lone house ...

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“The Ultimate Undead Couple” by Lily Kingston

“Here are your keys, sir.” As the receptionist handed me the key to the honeymoon suite, I couldn’t help but be tempted by my growing curiosity to ask. “I heard this place is haunted. Is it true?” “Well,” she replied. “Guests had reported

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“The moon in my hands ” by Nicole Plaia

I woke up with cotton stars sticking to my arms. A patch of desiccated currants waiting to be cleansed. I am twenty years old, and wearing my own blood as a mask. I sank beneath my moon stained quilt and slept. To sleep I had to swallow pill after pill, and at some point I felt nauseous and lightheaded with electric eels ricocheting from ankles to knees.I thought I was older yesterday. When I finally stood up to leave my bedroom I heard the tv mumbling in the living room. I listened without moving, and then stepped into ...

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“One time thing” by Theodora Simões

Dead, he said. His words carried the usual weight of someone who is not used to death, someone who maybe fears an unsettling reaction from the receptor of those grim news he had to deliver; after all, the only thing scarier than the absence of emotions is their very display. I wanted to laugh, really, tell him to not be so frail and hesitant, it is nothing but pathetic. Yes, Lucas has been dead for years now! Shout it! Proclaim it! Do not be faltering, looking at me as if I was the poor man who got the news too ...

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“Behind the Pine Door” by Deborah Mercer

BEHIND THE PINE DOORI’d always liked Virginia – Ginny, as she preferred to be called. We weren’t the sort of neighbours who were constantly in and out of each others’ houses. We needed our own space and respected each others’ privacy. But she was a comfortable and considerate neighbour, and I liked to think she thought the same about me. I knew she thought my garden was messy, and I wasn’t too keen on her excess of decking, but it never turned into an issue. At Christmas she had a ...

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“The Setup” by Bobby Gupta

It's October nightfall. You find orange leaves crushed here and there into the roads, needles everywhere. You feel like being among the forest trees in a hammock. Fall is your time of year, especially for Halloween. There’s a slight drizzle as you walk to the parking lot. You’re glad you’ll make it to your car in time before it starts to pour. You accidentally bump into someone. “I’m sorry,” you say, but the man keeps on heading towards the street. You see he’s blind. Where’s his cane? You try to guide him. Cars are coming. You run to sto...

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“Ally Was Expecting Me” by Sam Lauren

On Halloween night I crossed the street to Ally's house at exactly 5 pm. It was tradition. This year, like a dozen before it, we would pass out candy to trick or treaters and wish we could be them. Even the moms that hovered at the end of Ally's driveway made us jealous. We were stuck in that limbo between child and parent, having a blast but nearly ready to move on.I knocked on her door even th...

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