Write about a group of witches meeting up on Halloween night.

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“S-T-I-C-K” by Aafia Hanya

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Look, I really didn’t really want to be a walking stick, but it wasn’t much of my choice. It all happened so quickly, before I could even say STICK. My first mistake after shifting here was going trick or treat out on Halloween for the very first and last time. We had shifted to Cane village near fall. No idea why, we were happy in our previous town, more like I was. I was very different from other kids, or the other kids were very weird, kind of spooky. My first Halloween had been awkward…. there were just a few kids roaming on the s...

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“Sisters” by Lani Lane

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Amethyst almost jingled as she walked down the street. She was adorned in mounds of gemstone jewelry that clanged with every step: necklaces of quartz as clear as the night sky, aventurine bracelets carrying hundreds of charms, huge rings of tiger eye wrapped around every finger. It was a wonder she managed not to fall over with all the extra weight. She hurried past giggling children and their parents, ignoring their curious glances, and stepped into the forest at the end of the neighborhood. The trees stood so close together she could...

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“A Witch’s Guide to Being Brave” by Itxy Lopez

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My hands are clenched inside my robe’s pockets. Better, I think, bunched up and out of sight than to see them shaking. I’m breathing one, two, three, in, and one, two, three, out, but my heart’s still beating in my chest like an annoying neighbor who can’t take a hint. I want to call them—Paola, Saanvi, and Emma—and tell them I’m out. That I’ll join them next Halloween, but Emma’s words won’t stop playing in my head. They were the last words she said to me the first day I met her: “Witches don’t have a choice but to be brave. Fear be da...

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“Au Naturel” by Moon Lion

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I raced down the street, yelling apologies over my shoulder as I bumped into human trick-or-treaters. I was late as all hell and knew that Miria would lose it. Regrettably, this wasn't even a simple coven meeting I was late for, this was the big one. The-once-a-millenia all witches of North America meeting that had life or death consequences. I finally reached the park, hideously out of breath and gasping. The security guard at the perimeter stared at me suspiciously, taking in my red and black lace and spider adorned dress. He took...

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“Spellsy!® ” by Leviathan Four

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On Halloween night, far into the forest primeval, past crumbling limestone tombs and gurgling black pools, greasy goblins and ghastly ghouls prepared excitedly for Spellsy!®—the largest (probably) annual spellcasting contest for nocturnal creatures who like to flex their creative enchanting muscles. As was their wont, three hideous witches gathered, muttering and murmuring their various and sundry complaints.“Fair is foul and foul is fair, but these Spellsy!® prompts are far too narrow for either,” griped Hurly Burly. “How do the ...

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“Witches in the Crossroads” by P. J. Quirindongo

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Salem, Massachusetts. The shopkeeper's bell rang and announced to Brigitte that she had another customer. She had been staring through a small, dusty window in the back of the apothecary and had accidentally ground a pinch of belladonna into a powder too fine to be of use. She went behind the cash register, wiped her hands on her apron and put on her face shield. A black-haired woman dressed in a velvety black coat and a matching mask stood in the corner of the shop studying the small flasks of potions and natural remedies. “How can I hel...

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“Eggception” by Ben To

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It was Halloween night and the moon was full. Atop a mountain peak, four witches stood around a boiling cauldron. They were the witches of the North, East, South, and West. This gathering had been planned for one-hundred years, and now the poison which had simmered for a century was finally ready. A vessel was needed in order to administer the poison, and at this critical juncture, the Northern Witch dropped an orange root into the gurgling fluid. She turned to the other witches. "The vessel will be coated in the potion in a few short m...

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“Unlucky for Some” by Joshua G. J. Insole

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Of the 26 in the forest clearing, only half were there of their own volition.Two rings of people surrounded the cauldron, which bubbled with pleasure. A ladle, half-submerged in the liquid, leant to one side. Steam and mist poured over the lip, thick and viscous. It pooled in the soil around the great, black pot.The first circle knelt in the dirt, hands bound behind backs, mouths gagged. The second circle stood behind, each with a knife and a chalice in hand. Of the outer group, all were female, and all wore black.As was usual, Cordelia was ...

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“Family Reunion” by Haylee Crouch

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Screw Abigail. It’s such a stereotype, having the coven meet on Halloween. It’s just a whole fake holiday for candy companies and dental income. It’s so insulting! Just because we are witches does not mean we should act like our stereotype sisters. Alas, Abigail is a stickler for tradition, meeting on the last night of winter. And before you ask, yes, she is ancient, but young. No voodoo or blood sacrifice required. Just 1843 years of the correct herb combinations and incantations. The rest of us are young though. Me, Carlie, Dakota, Elise, ...

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“Halloween Party” by Harken Void

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Ashley had no idea where they were going. Even if Becky had told her, which she probably had a thousand times, Ashley was too hammered to remember. Or care.She noticed the moon appearing from behind the clouds and it was full. She howled appropriately.“What are you doing?” Becky glanced at her, disapproving.“I’m calling the werewolves,” Ashley said. She howled again, this time sounding more like a drunk teenager than a wolf. But to be fair it was sometimes difficult to tell the difference. “I don’t think you should be doing that,” Becky...

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“Born of Lightning” by Claire Lindsey

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“Disrespectful, that’s what it is,” Isolde whispered fiercely to her companions.A group of children walked by, weighed down by heavy loads of candy. There were not many children still out, as it was getting late, but the stragglers—ghouls and princesses and one boy dressed as a toothbrush—still wandered, looking for the last houses with lights still on.“Oh, go eat a toad, Isolde. Let the mortals have their fun,” one of the others replied. She looked like a child herself, small and youthful, but her eyes were ancient as the stars themselves a...

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“Every Witch Way” by Tanja Cilia

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Dearly Beloved I have called you here today because it’s traditional for witches to be given their wings - ha! – on This Night. Frankly, I think it’s a silly idea. If it were for me, I would have convened this meeting on October 1, so by today you’d all be well-practiced in the Arts, and also in the Non-Arts. But Orders are Orders. As it is, we’ll just have to wing it, and meet again next Sunday, to compare notes. First – The Arts. You will see that on the Booklet I have prepared for you, I have, by dint of habit, included the fa...

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“The Hanged” by Alexander Katz

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Three bodies dangled outside the cave entrance–someone had bound their feet with a barbed rope and hung them upside down. Blood had once streamed from the wounds left by the barbs, but those rivers dried up a long time ago. Only husks of leather and bone remained, controlled by the whims of the wind. Porg shuddered every time the bodies collided with another. Cries rattled out from their gaping mouths as if something still lived within. He turned his back to the lost souls and gingerly took a seat next to the remnants of a fire. His ankle wa...

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“The Summoning” by Ryan Dupont

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Flickering flames danced in the dark woods as the three women gripped their torches tightly and made their way through the tangled old growth. It was thick and unforgiving, tearing at their cloaks and slashing at their skin. They pushed on with determination and haste, crouching, climbing and even crawling in places too dense to walk. They were terrified, but remained steadfast and focused on their intention. Each one of them knew how mad it was to be here, for it was Allhallows Eve and this was the haunted Blackwood Forest. A full moon...

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“You are Pretty Cute for a Boy. ” by Serendipity May

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(So this was written at 12:00 in the morning and I was tried as all. So, this story is really just something that was created on the fly :))Tonight was the night of Halloweenie and Kota could not be any more excited than he already was. After about a year of separation, he was going to be able to get to see all of his friends again. Not only that but they get to see how the witch in training is going to be like. That he was most excited for since this year the witch in training was going to be training underneath him.Taming his pink fluffy h...

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Write about a group of witches meeting up on Halloween night.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 135 stories

“S-T-I-C-K” by Aafia Hanya

“Sisters” by Lani Lane

“A Witch’s Guide to Being Brave” by Itxy Lopez

“Au Naturel” by Moon Lion

“Spellsy!® ” by Leviathan Four

“Witches in the Crossroads” by P. J. Quirindongo

“Eggception” by Ben To

“Unlucky for Some” by Joshua G. J. Insole

“Family Reunion” by Haylee Crouch

“Halloween Party” by Harken Void

“Born of Lightning” by Claire Lindsey

“Every Witch Way” by Tanja Cilia

“The Hanged” by Alexander Katz

“The Summoning” by Ryan Dupont

“You are Pretty Cute for a Boy. ” by Serendipity May

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Start your story with two characters deciding to spend the night in a graveyard.

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