Tracks

It is said that years ago,
a school bus stalled
on some train tracks
in Texas. The bus was
struck by the train, and
it’s reported nobody on
the bus servived.

Now it’s said if you leave
your car on the train tracks
in neutral, the car will be
pushed by an invisible
force will push your
car off the tracks.

Years ago, a lineman
was walking late at night
down the tracks, with only
a lantern in hand. He got his
uniform stuck fast in the
tracks. A train
came a long and hit him.

Every anniversary, it is said
you can see his ghostly arm
carrying the lantern,
looking for the rest of his reamains.

The Cemetery Stairs

There are some stairs at the local cemetery that
seem to lead down to nowhere. Nobody knows
where they came from, as nobody would claim
to have put them there, nor did the cemetery
commission them. Investigation attempts often
don’t lead very far down, because after a few
steps, those who go down feel an instantaneous
sense of dread.

Those who go farther down are stricken with
madness, hearing voices and urges to do bad
things. And reports there are those who have
gone further down and gone permanently
mad, believing to hear the tortured screams
of the damned. This has yet to be confirmed,
however.

New Family in Town

Pleasantville was an average town full of normal people.
They didn’t care much for anything abnormal or out of the
ordinary. And they guarded their kids from anything amoral,
so you’d never see a R-rated movie before the 10 o’clock
curfew.

The paranormal, and anything too creepy or fantastic
was a big no-no in the community. So needless to say,
Halloween was not practiced here, and all channels
that broadcast Halloween channels would be blocked
during the season, and not one decoration could be
seen.

That is, before the McCready family moved into town.
They arrived in their large, Victorian style home just
a week before Halloween. And the very first thing
they seemed to do when they got there was decorate
in all the macabre trappings of the shunned holiday.

The kids, Jacob and Anna were picked on  in school
and nobody in town would hire poor Charles or Nicki,
their parents. In fact, people tried to drive them out
of town or just ignore them. But the McCreadys
were unshaken, and in fact seemed happy with
how they were treated.

Halloween night came around, but no trick-or-
treaters filled the streets. But Charles McCready
sat on their porch in an antique rocker with a big
bowl of children, waiting for children to come.
And eventually, one child gathered the courage
and defiance of his parents to go up and hold
out his hands. and say “trick-or-treat.”

And after him, more came, and got candy
from Charles. The night ended and everything
went well. The next day however, the children
of Pleasantville were gone. completely vanished,
along with the McCreadys.

The Sound in My Room

I lie awake at night, expecting to hear
the noise again. The noise that lets me
know he’s here. Lets me know that the
man who’s less than that, but more of
an animal. I’ve only ever caught
very quick glimpses of him, but I know
it’s a he, completely bare and walking on
all limbs. I have no idea what
he wants, but I know he terrifies me
deeply. I think I hear him rustling
on the other side of the room,
and he appears to be eating something,
or rather someone.

I’ve never seen this before,
but then again, I’ve been too
afraid to get more than a quick
glance. And I now I’m sure he
knows I’m watching, and I
know he’s going to have
another meal tonight.