Showing posts with label prank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prank. Show all posts

Sunday, November 18, 2018

HAPPY HALLOWDAY





Source: whitechapelwitch


Friday, October 14, 2016

TRAPPED IN THE BASEMENT


basement

A house in a run-down area.
I’m on the outside looking in.
No lights.
No signs of life.
Noises emanate from other houses in the area.
But this house is quiet.
A note has been left for me.
From someone trapped inside.
My friends are too afraid to join me.
I go alone.
I enter the house.
The rooms are empty shells.
I open the basement door.
A rotting smell greets me from below.
I’m not going in. 
I’m out of here.
I’m pushed from behind.
Down the steps I fall
to the hard basement floor.
I look up.
A light filters in from the open door.
Then the door slams shut.
I’m left in the dark.
I try to stand up.
My arms touches something soft.
A shaft of light from a high window
highlights a man’s trousered leg.
A body lies before me.
One that isn’t moving or breathing.
Something is wrong. 
He has no head.
Shadows rise up from the ground.
I run to the stairs.
A hand catches my foot,
pulling me back into the darkness.
I scream.
The shadows lurch at me.
I reach out and my fingers find a crow bar.
I throw it at a tall shadow.
It goes down and cries, 
“Stop, please stop.”
The light turns on. 
I look around.
I’m looking at a room full of zombies. 
The one I hit is sitting on the floor,
holding his head.
One zombie walks toward me.
He takes off his mask.
A boy from school was facing me.
“What’s going on?” I ask him.
“It is supposed to be a fun prank. 
No one is supposed to get hurt. 
It’s Halloween.”
“The prank is on me?” 
“Yes, I’m sorry. 
No one else was brave enough to join you.
But if you agree to be my date to the Halloween dance, 
then it wouldn’t have been for nothing.”
“You’re kidding.” I say.
“No, I’m serious. 
We’d be great together.”
He looks at me with his big blue eyes and I’m lost.
“I don’t even know your name.”
“My name is Brian and you’re Annie.”
“Hi Brian. I guess it’s a date.”
Why does the most popular boy in school want me? 
Is there more to this prank that I don’t know about?

Sunday, October 12, 2014

TRAPPED IN THE BASEMENT



The house is in a run-down area.
From the outside looking in,
I can’t see any lights or
signs of life.
There are screams and shouts
coming from other old houses in the area.
But this house has a deserted look to it.
Like no one has crossed its threshold in years.
But I have to enter.
A note has been sent to me
from someone trapped inside.
But why me?
I don’t know anyone from around here.
I’m all alone.
No one wanted to accompany me.
Am I signing my own death sentence?
Most probably I am.
But I move one foot in front of the other
as I slowly enter the dilapidated house.
The upstairs rooms appear to be empty shells,
where windows and walls have fallen in disrepair.
All there is left is the basement.
I open the door and could only see darkness.
And an awful rotting smell emanates from below.
I’m not going in. Enough is enough, I’m out of here.
A hard push from behind has me falling down the steep
steps to land on the cold, hard basement floor.
I look up at the the only source of light—
the light filtering through the opening of the door.
I can’t see anything or anyone.
Then the door slams shut.
The light is taken away from me.
Now all I can see is darkness.
Then I hear strange squeaking noises
and I feel creatures scurrying across my arm.
They must be rats. I hope they’re not hungry.
I crawl away from the sounds and hit something.
It has an arm and a leg. It feels like a person.
The person isn’t moving or breathing.
I feel around some more and locate his other limbs.
But something is wrong. He has no head.
There’s no blood anywhere, which is strange
considering the head’s been chopped off.
Then I heard groans coming from behind the body.
I could see shadows rising up from the ground.
They looked like people, but without heads.
I begin to crawl back to the stairs to get as far
away from these creatures as possible.
A hand reaches toward me and catches my foot.
It begins to pull me farther into the darkness.
I start screaming and shrieking.
The creatures seem to be getting angry.
They stand up and lurch toward me.
I’m out of control. I’m yelling at them
to leave me alone. I begin throwing objects at them.
I find a crow bar and throw it at a huge figure.
He goes down and begins to cry, “Stop, please stop.”
He sounds human.
The light turns on. I look around.
I’m looking at a room full of zombies, but
they are just staring at me.
The one I hit is sitting on the floor moaning to himself.
One zombie stands up and takes off his head.
Underneath the mask, I was face to face with the cutest boy from school.
"What’s going on?" I shriek at him.
"It is supposed to be a fun prank but it went wrong. No one is supposed to get hurt. It is a Halloween prank."
"The prank is only on me?" She asked.
"Yes, I’m sorry. No one else was brave enough to join you."
"I guess it wasn’t such a good idea," she said.
"Well, if you agree to be my date to the Halloween dance, then it wouldn’t have been for nothing."
"You’re kidding."
"No, I’m serious. We’d be great fun together."
He looks at her with his big blue eyes and she is lost.
"I don’t even know your name."
"My name is Brian and you’re Annie."
"Hi Brian. I guess it’s a date."
"Come Annie and help us clean up before we get into trouble. Then we could go somewhere to discuss the party." He takes her hand.
After the clean-up, she goes with Brian for coffee and donuts. She can’t believe how lucky she is even though she’d been almost scared to death. She still doesn’t know why the most popular boy in school wants her. Is there more to this prank that she didn’t know about yet?

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

RAPUNZEL! RAPUNZEL!



Rapunzel! Rapunzel!
Let down your gorgeous hair.
I want to climb up your blonde strands.
Come to me my darling.
I will be yours.
And you will be mine.
Forever we will walk
hand in hand.
Never to be alone again.
Come closer.
I cannot see you.
Wait!
That’s not Rapunzel!
The face is old and wrinkled.
The hair is long and scraggly.
What happened to my sweet love?
Have I waited too long?

Thursday, May 8, 2014

THE DEAD GAME -- DAY 134





WELCOME TO THE PARTY FROM HELL. NOTHING IS WHAT IT SEEMS.

     Linda noticed Shana, Mike, and David, whispering in a corner. She walked over to them. “Where did everyone vanish to?”
     Mike said, “After the clock finished chiming, the hill people disappeared—one by one, up the staircase. They didn’t say goodbye or anything, but just left.”
     Shana seemed to be excited about something. She had been waving her arms about during her whispered conversation with Mike and David. She had to be bursting with some new idea or scheme.
     “It is finally show time!” Shana announced. “I’m not waiting any longer for Sam to include me in his secret meetings and plans. We must follow them up the stairs and discover what they are planning tonight.”  She led them up the circular staircase.
     As they climbed the stairs, they peered through the clear glass to watch the diminishing party below. Where is everyone?
     The second floor was half the size of the main level. The back half was sectioned off behind a protective glass railing, with the railing running down the center of the house, dividing the floor into two equal halves. The front half was left wide open to the high ceiling, where the huge glass dome sparkled and glistened as it provided a green tinted window to the night sky.
     After Linda turned from the banister, she was faced with three closed doors, standing side by side. She’d heard about the three doors in the basement of End House and prayed that elaborate traps didn’t also await them here.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD GAME

The house is dark and gloomy.
No one is home to greet us.
Where’s the party that’s supposedly
being held for us?
What is that over there?
A cat with a skull?
Body parts are falling down into
the fireplace from the chimney.
Blood is splattering everywhere.
It’s time to get out of this creepy, house of horrors.
But we can’t!
The rooms are revolving in an endless loop!
We’re trapped!
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=9781478704485

The house is dark and gloomy.
No one is home to greet us.
Where’s the party that’s supposedly
being held for us?
What is that over there?
A cat with a skull?
Body parts are falling down into
the fireplace from the chimney.
Blood is splattering everywhere.
It’s time to get out of this creepy, house of horrors.
But we can’t!
The rooms are revolving in an endless loop!
We’re trapped!
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-game-susanne-leist/1116825442?ean=9781478704485


Death can also be terrible.

The Dead roam the picturesque
streets of Oasis, Florida,
bringing evil and horror with them.
The residents are afraid to leave
their homes once the sun sets.
The evil revolves around End House,
a dark and deserted house,
which sits perched at the edge of a cliff
overlooking the raging waves of the ocean.
Tonight, a party is being held at the house.
The young residents of Oasis are invited.
What awaits them?
Should they attend?
See what they do in The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
http://www.outskirtspress.com/thedeadgame
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist

Death can also be terrible.

The Dead roam the picturesque
streets of Oasis, Florida,
bringing evil and horror with them.
The residents are afraid to leave
their homes once the sun sets.
The evil revolves around End House,
a dark and deserted house,
which sits perched at the edge of a cliff
overlooking the raging waves of the ocean.
Tonight, a party is being held at the house.
The young residents of Oasis are invited.
What awaits them?
Should they attend?
See what they do in The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

http://www.outskirtspress.com/thedeadgame
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist

Saturday, April 26, 2014

MASQUERADE


MASQUERADE


The party is about to begin.
Who is knocking at the door?
We’re all here, so who could be outside?
Let’s take a look.
Why are they wearing masks?
This isn’t a masquerade party or is it?
We don’t know.
We received invitations but
we don’t know who is the host.
Should we let these people in?
Then they will be in the dark like we are,
standing in complete darkness with only
a few candles lighting our way.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist
http://www.outskirtspress.com/thedeadgame

The party is about to begin.
Who is knocking at the door?
We’re all here, so who could be outside?
Let’s take a look.
Why are they wearing masks?
This isn’t a masquerade party or is it?
We don’t know.
We received invitations but
we don’t know who is the host.
Should we let these people in?
Then they will be in the dark like we are,
standing in complete darkness with only
a few candles lighting our way.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
http://www.amazon.com/author/susanneleist
http://www.outskirtspress.com/thedeadgame

Monday, April 7, 2014

LET US OUT OF HERE!


We’re at End House.
Waiting for our party.
The party supposedly thrown for us.
Where is everyone?
Is that a ghost?
Let us out!
We’re at End House.
Waiting for our party.
The party supposedly thrown for us.
Where is everyone?
Is that a ghost?
Let us out!

Friday, March 7, 2014

REVENGE CAN BE SERVED SWEET

If ghosts really do exist,
what do you think they’re doing?
Do you think they’re dancing in
a cemetery between the gravestones.
Could they be following people around
and blowing in their ears?
If I was a ghost, I’d be following the person
who was the meanest to me in life and
playing awful pranks on her (ahem, or him).
That is why we have our imaginations, so
that we can seek revenge in our dreams.
If ghosts really do exist,
what do you think they’re doing?
Do you think they’re dancing in
a cemetery between the gravestones.
Could they be following people around
and blowing in their ears?
If I was a ghost, I’d be following the person
who was the meanest to me in life and
playing awful pranks on her (ahem, or him).
That is why we have our imaginations, so
that we can seek revenge in our dreams.