Once upon a time there was a kid called Arthur who went to collect halloween sweets. He dressed up as a pirate and, after finishing asking for sweets, went home.

Arthur went to his room after dinner, took his teddy bear and fell asleep. His parents wished him good night and kissed him happily to sleep.

While sleeping, a noise gave him a start and he woke up. Arthur looked under the bed and there on the floor was a giant! But Arthur was not scared.

Then he heard another strange noise from inside the wardrobe and it was Mr. Vampire. Later still, he heard a noise coming from the window, and this time it was a ghost.

The noises continued increasing inside the room without stopping. Arthur was worried when heard the door open but calmed down when saw his parents, who had biscuits and Arthur’s  halloween candies.

Together they ate the biscuits and candies he had collected that terrifying day.

And that is the end of the story…

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This Short Story tells a beautiful story about a kid and his liking for halloween, but I have to set the scene for you first…

You all know about the famous day called Halloween, when everybody goes out at night dressed up as a monster, a witch, a zombie, Death or the famous E.T.

Well, many years ago, a kid called Lolo, who really liked short stories, decided to collect all the Halloween stories he knew in one book which he called “Halloween Stories”.

He began to collect the stories when he was only five years old in an old parchment book. In spite of being only five, he remembered at least ten stories about Halloween that his parents had told him.

When Lolo was ten years old he still collected stories and had more than one hundred stories written in his parchment book.

Soon, Lolo turned fifteen and was so proud of his hobby, as he was the boy who knew more about Halloween than anyone else at his school.

But when Halloween arrived that year, Lolo suddenly disappeared from the land of the living…dying in mysterious circumstances.

His parents found him in his bedroom, dressed up as a zombie with the halloween stories on his chest.

Neither the police nor the doctors knew what had happened to Lolo or how his life had ended, without further ado.

From that day to this, it is thought that Lolo goes out over all the cities of the world every Halloween night, dressed up as a zombie, carrying his Halloween Stories…

Legend says that his ghost won´t stop roaming the streets during the magic night until he finishes his Halloween storybook collection.

Do you know a Short Story about Halloween? Do you want to tell it to Lolo so he can finish his book? You might see him next Halloween…dressed up as a zombie, waiting for you to tell him your Halloween story…

…THE END…FOR THE MOMENT…

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They all wanted to support him. Every morning lots of volunteers were at the door of his castle waiting to help him and so he was never alone as he always had someone to do things for him.

One day the ghosts asked Ghosty to teach them everything he knew. First they asked him to show them his scare methods, but Ghosty didn´t actually know how, because he had never done anything for himself. He just said he was tired, made an excuse and went to bed.

The next day they asked him to show them how to be elegant like him, but he did not know about that either and said: “I´m the only one that can be so elegant, so forget it” and the rest said: “Oh! He is so smart!”

Then they asked him how could they be as smart as him and he didn’t know what to say. This made Ghosty think about things and realised that if they kept asking him stuff, they would end up discovering how useless he was when nobody helped him.

So, he decided to stop lying and tell the truth: “You all think I´m the wisest of ghosts just because I´m your king, but I can´t do anything on my own because you are always helping me! So, from now on I will do everything without any help and become the king you all deserve!”

THE END

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Strange things had been happening over the few last months, and the kids were convinced that there was a ghost trying to capture them.

One day one of the blackboards disappeared and teachers began to suspect. After searching the school for it one of the pupils found it in the gym.

When the sports teacher took it, he saw something written on it: “I’m the school ghost, meet me this afternoon in the gym, but only children, no teachers!”

The teachers were really scared, but the kids couldn´t wait to meet the ghost. So they all hatched a plan without telling the teachers and left a note in the gym telling the ghost where to meet them the next day.

The next day arrived and all the children were waiting in class for the ghost to come. Suddenly the door opened but nobody was there! Then a white shape began to slowly appear inside the classroom and the kids were totally shocked.

“I´m here to tell you my story! My name is Thomas Edison, do you know me? I invented the light bulb. Do you want to be inventors when you grow up?

“Yesssss!” – said the children.

“So… You have to study and make a big effort to get to be who you wish to be, Don’t stop studying!” – Then he disappeared and the kids stayed there with their mouths open.

The ghost´s advice influenced the kids and they began to study so hard.

THE END

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Her grandmother had told her scary stories about the house when she was younger, and had warned her never to approach the house. But Claudia was very curious and couldn´t avoid the temptation of walking passed the house and looking into it.

With her grandma´s words in her mind, she put one foot in front of the other and began to walk directly up to the house´s porch.

She looked through the window but couldn’t see anything. She stood there observing the house, the dusty windows and the oxidized bars, and was so eager to know what was inside that she pushed one of the windows open and went inside.

She was in a big living room full of old covered furniture. She was a bit scared, but also excited. She walked cautiously up the hall and then into a corridor touching everything she found on her way.

Suddenly a little ghost appeared smiling in front of her! Claudia jumped backwards and screamed!.

“Don´t be scared, I´m not going to hurt you, my name is Caspy” – Said the ghost.

But Claudia was so shocked that she couldn’t say a word. Caspy noticed how scared she was and flew  around the house acting as if he was hitting his face against the walls and then pulling funny faces.

Claudia started to laugh loudly – “Careful, ha ha ha!” – said the girl.

“Ha ha ha, don´t worry, I´m only messing about, I´m a nice ghost. I’m the house keeper”

“So, why do people say ghosts are bad?” – she asked him.

“Because people talk before they know. Not all ghosts are the same.”

The bell in the clock sounded and Claudia realised she was going to be late. “I have to go to school. Can I come tomorrow?” she asked.

“Sure! I would love you to, but please don´t tell anyone about me.”

And so she didn’t. Claudia kept her secret and visited Caspy every day becoming his best friend.

THE END

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Surrounded by mountains near to a river, was a beautiful town with a small school in the main square. Tom was one of the teachers at the school. He was very wise and his pupils really liked him.

One day, Peter, the youngest in the class asked the teacher if ghosts existed.

– Of course not, why are you asking? – said Tom.

– My Grandpa told me a legend about a ghost living in a cave who scared children.

– I have never heard of such a ghost, just forget it, ghosts don´t exist. – said the teacher – Well, class is over, have a nice weekend!

THE END

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But one year they saw something really strange when they arrived. All the huts and bungalows looked filthy and deserted. They were full of spider webs and the water in the pool was totally green.

The family were about to get out of their car to see more clearly what was happening, when something unexpected happened: The door to the campsite closed violently and they couldn’t leave.

Suddenly a group of ghosts appeared in front of the car staring at them.

One of the ghosts said: “Tourists! What are you doing here? You have ruined this place! Before this was a place of peace and harmony, and now it’s a cursed campsite!”

The family didn’t understand what the ghost was trying to explain. The ghost kept talking: “50 years ago this place was a field, but humans came and built a campsite and didn’t realise that under this campsite there was an old cementery and now we cannot rest in peace. So we have decided to stay and enjoy your campsite, instead”.

The ghost stopped and looked at the family and said: “But you look nice, Would you like to stay with us at the campsite?”

The mother started the car and drove away destroying the door. She kept driving until they arrived home. It was the most terrifying day of their lives.

THE END

The moral of the story: Sometimes it is better to be prudent and ignore dangerous situations.

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