Fright Hunters

Reid Brenner was the youngest and smallest sailor on the ship. It was his first voyage out to sea. The smallest sailor always had the job of night watch. Reid climbed up the ship's tallest mast. Reid stared into the dark waves. He saw a fuzzy red flash of light. The light moved closer. Suddenly the ship rocked. A rough wave crashed against the boat. A fierce storm fell upon the ship. Reid looked down at the sea. There, beside his ship, another ship bobbed on the waves. The ship was old. Its sails were tattered. The crew of the strange ship looked up at him. Their eyes were gloomy. All their clothes were soaked and torn. Their faces were pale. Lightning flashed again. Suddenly, the storm ended.

Riley counted his workers. Then he yelled, "Line up, men!" Riley was the foreman of a road construction crew. He had to make sure everyone reported for work. This morning he counted an extra worker, a teenage boy. The boy stepped forward. "My name's Tate. I'm here for the job." Riley studied the boy. He did not look healthy. He was skinny and pale. "I can't have kids running around getting hurt," Riley said. "I won't get hurt, sir," said Tate. "I can do the work of three men." Tate grasped the bumper of Riley's truck with one hand. He took a deep breath and lifted the front of the truck off the ground. He took another breath and lifted it over his head. Riley laughed. "Okay, son. You've got the job

It was Friday night. Jim Osborne crossed his fingers. He hoped nothing strange would happen at his restaurant that night. Friday night used to be the busiest night at Jim's Village Inn. But now very few people came to his restaurant. The week before, the cook had quit. "How can I get the food ready?" the cook had asked. "The flame on the stove keeps blowing out! Food is missing from the cupboard! Every time I turn around, the freezer door opens! I can't stand it!" Word was spreading around town that Jim's Village Inn was haunted. Jim watched as a family started to eat their dinner. The table shook and their plates crashed to the floor.

Harry Houdini was probably the most famous magician of all time. People especially loved Harry Houdini's great escape tricks. He was famous for putting himself in great danger and escaping just in time. Houdini's assistants once wrapped him tightly in heavy chains. They locked the chains together and lowered him into a large pool of water. People in the audience could see through a window in the side of the tank. Houdini held his breath for a long time. Just when the audience thought he would drown, he escaped! He wiggled out of the chains, floated to the surface, and took a deep breath. The crowd cheered. 

After the Civil War ended, I headed to New York City. My captain was from New York. He had told me all about the city. "Stop by the Empire Hotel, Mole," he told me when I was discharged. "I know some people there. Perhaps I can get you a job." New York was exciting. I decided to take my captain's advice and stopped by the Empire Hotel. It was an elegant red brick building with a fancy lobby.

Homesville was a nice place -- at least that is what the people who lived there said. The people who grew up there liked it so much, they nearly always chose to stay there to raise their own children. 

Mr. Hiram Otis was moving his family to Canterville Chase in England. It was a grand old house and everyone said it was haunted. But Mr. Otis did not agree. "There are no such things as ghosts," he told Lord Canterville. Lord Canterville described all of the ghostly sightings.

If you have a Scary Stories to share then you can send my a story in word or a audio recorder of you telling the story and i will share it with the world. you can send on me at: [email protected] and i will see what i can do for you. BEWARE OF THE MONSTERS UNDER YOUR BED AND IN YOUR CLOSET  AND BEWARE OF THE MONSTERS FRONT OF YOUR HOUSE. I WILL SEE YOU NEXT TIME WHEN ITS FULL MOON.

Erica folded her purple pajamas and put them in her suitcase. "There," she said. "I'm ready to go, Mom." Erica and her mother were going on vacation. Mom had made plans for the them to visit Aunt Jill. Aunt Jill lived in a quaint little town near the ocean. Erica and her mother loved to visit the ocean.

There once was a valley that was said to be the quietest place in the world. It was just off the eastern shore of the Hudson River. For as long as anyone could remember, it had been called Sleepy Hollow. 

The folks who lived in Sleepy Hollow were a strange lot. They heard voices and saw strange things. It was known that Sleepy Hollow was haunted. 

If you have a Scary Stories to share then you can send my a story in word or a audio recorder of you telling the story and i will share it with the world. you can send on me at: [email protected] and i will see what i can do for you. BEWARE OF THE MONSTERS UNDER YOUR BED AND IN YOUR CLOSET AND BEWARE OF THE MONSTERS FRONT OF YOUR HOUSE. I WILL SEE YOU NEXT TIME WHEN ITS FULL MOON.

Jack was a writer who moved to a seaside town. He traveled around the coast to write stories about the people who lived there. He did not know that he would soon have his own story to tell. After settling into his new home by the sea, Jack decided that he needed some artwork. He had heard about an old man who ran a gallery in town.