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Funny Halloween Tales

Funny Halloween Tales

I must have been about nine years old. The local mop fair was in my hometown of Stratford Upon Avon and my parents took my Sister and me in for a walk around as we usually do. The Mop Fair comes to town every October and this particular year I wanted to go on the Ghost Train. I was getting into the Halloween spirit, so to speak and I’d been on it before. I had never minded the small fright and large thrill I got from it. Little did I know that this was going to be the last time I would ever set foot on a Ghost Train of any description.

It was all going fine. The usual jilty, juddery journey and a few flashing lights and fake cobwebs. Lots of fake scary characters set to creep you out as your car approaches. As I said, it wasn’t new to me, so I wasn’t too frightened. That was until one scary creature decided to get on the back of our car and start playing with my hair – it stayed there for the entire journey. I screamed and screamed and screamed and screamed. I looked at my Dad who was sat next to me for support and he was in absolute hysterics. Clearly one of us was enjoying this Ghost Train more than the other.

In what felt like forever, the ride came to an end and I got out of the car in a right grump with my Dad and traumatised for the foreseeable future. To make matters worse, there were several kids from my school stood outside and they had heard the whole thing – I was screaming that loud. Of course, they found it just as amusing as my Dad did. In fact, he still laughs about it to this very day.

I look back and laugh at this now too, but at the time I was petrified. That was almost thirty years ago and I still swear that I will never step foot on a Ghost Train again. Ever.

 

I wondered if any of my fellow blogging friends had any amusing Halloween tales to tell and so here is a handful to make you smile this Halloween.

 

Kate – Hitchens’ Kitchen

A few years ago when we did Halloween for the first time I didn’t give my (at the time) 2-year-old sweets so it didn’t sit right with me to give them to other people’s kids, so I used a sharpie to decorate satsumas like mini pumpkins. We got such a good response from parents, of dairy-free kids, of diabetic kids, and just, in general, saying how cute they were and how nice it was I’d gone to lots of effort, it was nice to not have sweets etc.. then my son wanted to knock on our neighbours door. Seeing a family coming down the road I left our bowl of ‘treats’ on the doorstep and went next door. When I was walking back down my path to my house I passed a family who’d just been to my house and the Mum said ‘I wouldn’t bother knocking there love – miserable sods have only put bloody fruit out!’. You can’t please everyone I suppose!

 

Jo – A Rose Tinted World

I’ve never really been a real Halloween fan. I’ve alternated between bothering to get treats and turning all the lights off and pretending to be out. 

However, A few years ago I bought a musical sign from somewhere and hung it from a small nail on my inside door. I planned to open the door to trick or treaters just as I played the music. Yeah, I know – we are in proper TTH (trying too hard) territory here… 

Anyway, I’d got my ‘treat’ bags ready in a basket, complete with little printed signs that said 💀”Don’t forget to brush your teeth well afterwards!” (I am a dentist after all – it never leaves you) and the first trick or treaters rang the bell. 

I pressed the button on the sign, started to open the door, and the sign fell on my face, instantly cutting a large gash onto the bridge of my nose. The trick or treaters were ‘treated’ to real blood running down my face.

I still have the scar. 

 

Mandi – Big Family Organised Chaos

I can’t watch Nightmare on Elm Street, when I was 11 my friend had a Halloween party and for some reason we all sat down to watch Freddy, but her older brother knew it very well and at various points throughout the movie he scraped his hand against a window or slammed something exactly like the movie, it has haunted me ever since! 

 

And finally, in true Halloween style – a story with a more spooky ending…

 

Geraldine – It’s Me & Ethan

I had moved into one of the very few thatched cottages left in our city. I was delighted with myself. It was a beautiful little place  I was pregnant with my first son and had just gotten a dog for company. 

As soon as we moved into the cottage the dog started acting “odd”. She’d lick the doors and bark at nothing. I started feeling a little uneasy in the cottage but put it down to tiredness, pregnancy and the dog annoying me.

I had come back from work earlier than normal and went to lay down. Time passed and I woke up thinking my partner had come into the bed too. I could feel him next to me. Sleepishly I turned to him and asked him to put on dinner. He didn’t answer.

I threw my hand over my thigh and tried to hit his leg. I felt him move further away from me .

“Oh let the pregnant woman get the dinner, you lazy…” I slowly sat up while giving out to him. I got out of the bed and turned the light on.

I was alone.

The dog was whimpering at the bedroom door.

Quickly, well as quickly as a 7month pregnant woman can move, I slipped on my slippers, turned the door handle and kept my eyes on the bed. The dog jumped on to the bed, barking at the spot where I was sure my partner was laying.

I left. Obviously.

My partner came home to find the door unlocked. I easily could have forgotten to lock it in my state. He thought I had gone walking the dog .

He had a shower. When he came out of the shower and wiped the steam off the mirror it wasn’t his face looking back at him ( I have no clue if that’s true or not ). But he arrived up at my parents house (they lived 10 mins away) pure white and still wet from the shower. Or it could have been a lot of sweat! 

It was days before he told us what he thought he saw.

A day later my parents and my partner went over to the cottage with a priest. The priest asked me not to cross the threshold of that cottage ever again… and sure like a good Catholic, I never did.

 

Happy Halloween – don’t have nightmares!

 

 

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7 Comments

  1. 30th October 2018 / 7:26 am

    Scary tales I can’t watch nightmare on elm street always bothered me that film great stories thanks for hosting triumphanttales

  2. 30th October 2018 / 11:00 am

    Just the smell of Ghost Trains was enough to put me off! Some spooky goings on here! I will be giving out my usual toothbrushing advice. And hopefully not featuring real blood this year! #TriumphantTales

  3. 30th October 2018 / 9:43 pm

    Me and Ethan would be enough to keep me far away!!!! NO WAY would I go back! #triumphanttales

  4. 3rd November 2018 / 10:42 am

    What a great selection of tales, some made me smil but poor Jo’s nose #triumphanttales

  5. 4th November 2018 / 4:09 am

    Poor you being laughed at by something that scared you, something I’ve tried not to do to damage my kids, however I have stifled many a laugh especially when it’s come to them being scared. The youngest aged 6 point blank refused to go on the haunted train at Alton Towers over 13 years ago, so we left him at the exit with a member of staff so we could take the other kids on it #triumphanttales

  6. 5th November 2018 / 8:32 am

    I had a great laugh for some of these tales #TriumphantTales

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