Monday, 22 October 2007

"MY TRUE HALLOWEEN STORY"

 
               MY TRUE STORY OF
 
                    
 
                       AHHHHH!!
 
   (THANKYOU TO DONNA OF D'S DESIGNS FOR THE FANTASTIC GRAPHIC)
 
I WRITE MY TRUE STORY FOR HALLOWEEN  IV'E TOLD SOME OF YOU BEFORE.
            
ABOUT SEVEN YEAR OLD I WAS AT THE TIME AND  I'LL NEVER FORGET I'M SURE..
 
FOR ALL OF MY NEW FOUND  FOLLOWERS  WELL WHEN I FIRST DID THIS POST.
 
MY POOTER DECIDED TO DIE AND PACK IN SO SADLY  I LOST ALMOST .
 
OF MY FAVOURITE RHYMES I HAD WRITTEN SO I THOUGHT I'D RE-WRITE THIS TALE.
 
ABOUT SOME OF THE THINGS WE DID AS KIDS WHICH AFTERWARDS MADE US WAIL.
 
WHY WE DID DO MISCHIEVOUS THINGS I FEEL THAT SMALL KIDS JUST DARE.
 
TO GO TO PLACES WE SHOULDN'T PERHAPS CURIOSITY FILLS THE AIR.
 
WE ALL WENT TO THE CEMETARY ONE NIGHT WHEN DAD HAD WARNED US TO KEEP OUT.
 
THE LADS SUGGESTED LETS GO THERE ONE NIGHT  AS WE COULDN'T SEE DAD ABOUT.
 
                           (Thanx to Sugar for the above graphic )
 
HE HAD WARNED US THERE WAS A GRAVEDIGGER WHO WASN'T VERY NICE.
 
WE'D NEVER SEEN HIM IN DAYLIGHT NOR HAD WE SEEN HIM AT NIGHT.
 
SO THIS  DARK NIGHT AFTER SCHOOL PRETTY EARLY WE ALL SNEAKED OFF TO PEAK.
 
INTO THE GRAVEYARD ACROSS THE ROAD TO SEE IF WE COULD SEEK.
 
THE GRAVEDIGGER  DAD HAD WARNED US OF TO SEE WHAT HE USED  TO  DO.
 
IT WAS REALY SCARY AND AIRY AND I WAS AFRAID AND SCARED I'LL TELL YOU.
 
BUT SISTER AND FRIENDS THEY SUGGESTED THIS AND SAID IF YOU DON'T COME WITH US.
 
YOUR NOT PLAYING OUT WITH US ANYMORE SO I FOLLOWED WITHOUT ANY FUSS. BOO=HOO!! lol!!
 
I WAS THE SMALLEST AND YOUNGEST OFALL THE KIDS SO I FOLLOWED THEM ALL AROUND.
 
ACROSS THE ROAD TO THE GRAVEYARD WHERE THERE NEAR THE WALL WE  FOUND.
 
A LARGE PILE OF TURF ABOUT SIX FOOT HIGH WHICH LED RIGHT UP TO THE TOP.
 
OF THE GRAVEYARD WALL SO WE JUST RAN UP IT AND THEN OVER THE WALL WE FLOPPED.
 
TO THE OTHER SIDE ABOUT A FOOT DROP THEN BEHIND THE GRAVESTONES WE HID.
 
I WAS SHAKING AND TREMBLING LIKE A LEAF WELL I THINK WOULDN'T ANY KID .
 
YOU SEE I WAS ONLY TINY AT THIS AGE MAYBE ABOUT THREE  FOOT THREE.
 
THE REST OF THEM WERE TEN AND ELEVEN  AND ALL OF THEM TOWERED OVER ME.
 
WELL WHEN WE JUMPED OVER WE SAW THIS MAN NEAR A HOLE WITH  A BIG DIRTY SPADE.
 
HE WAS WONDERING ROUND WITH A LAMP IN HIS HAND OH!!  MY NERVES WERE COMPLETELY FRAYED.
 
AND LEANING ON ONE OF THE GRAVESTONES A PICK  WHICH HE DUG IN THE GROUND.
 
IT WAS FOGGY SPOOKY AND DARK AND LONELY SO SILENT AND NOT A SOUND.
 
 
IN THE LIGHT OF HIS LAMP THE HOLE AND THE SPADE MADE ME SHAKE FROM HEAD TO TOE.
 
I HELD MY BREATH AND DARN'T MAKE A SOUND ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS GO.
 
I REMEMBER HE HAD ON A LONG GREY COAT AND HE SEEMED ENORMOUS TO ME.
 
VERY VERY UGLY AND SCRUFFY AND HIS BOOTS WERE SLUDGED UP I COULD SEE.
 
THE GLOW FROM THE LAMP  SHONE ON THIS EARTH PILED UP AT THE SIDE OF THIS HOLE.
 
I WAS WISHING SOMEONE ELSE WOULD APPEAR BUT NO THERE WASN'T A SOUL .
 
BUT ME AND MY FRIENDS IN THIS GRAVEYARD LOTS OF THOUGHTS WERE GOING THROUGH MY MIND.
 
AS I TREMBLED AND SHOOK WHILST PEEPING AT HIM FROM THE GRAVESTONE I HID BEHIND.
 
THIS MAN CALLED BODGER  WE'D NOT SEEN BEFORE BUT STILL HE MADE US AFRAID.
 
BECAUSE ON OUR WAY HOME FROM SCHOOL HE USED TO SHOUT NONE OF YOU WILL BE SAVED. 
 
IN THEM DAYS WE HAD NO IDEA WHAT HE MEANT SO WE DIDN'T TAKE ANY NOTE.
 
HE WOULD SHOUT OUT LOUD WHEN WE PASSED BY THE WALL KEEP OUT OR I'LL CUT YOUR THROAT.
 
OH! HE USED TO SOUND REALY SCARY HE'D SAY LET ME CATCH HOLD OF YOU ALL.
 
AND YOU'LL GO INTO ONE OF THESE HOLES I'M DIGGING WEATHER YOUR BIG OR SMALL.
 
WELL I WAS THINKING ABOUT ALL THIS WHILST HIDDEN  BEHIND THIS HEADSTONE.
 
 
 
WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I HEARD SOMEONE WHO  BEGAN TO MAKE NOISES AND GROAN.
 
AHHHHHH  WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO  RANG OUT THIS SOUND AND I WAS SO TERRIFIED.
 
THE LADS THEN STARTED LAUGHING THERE HEADS OFF  AND  ONE OF THEM SHOUTED AND CRIED..
 
DON'T COME IN HERE OR OLD BODGER WILL GET YOU I CAN SEE HIM HANGING ABOUT.
 
BECAUSE I'D SCREAMED OUT MY SISTER SHE TURNED ROUND AND GAVE ME SUCH A CLOUT.
 
WELL BODGER  LOOKED UP WHEN HE HEARD THE LADS  LAUGHING SHOUTING YOUR DAYS ARE DONE.
 
THEN ONE OF THE LADS  SHOUTED OH!! GET LOST BODGER WE'RE ONLY HAVING SOME FUN.
 
FUN !!!  HE SHOUTED I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT FUN IS AS HE SWUNG  HIS LIGHT ROUND IN THE DARK.
 
IT SHONE ON US BRIGHTLY SO WE ALL STARTED RUNNING ACROSS THE CEMETARY PARK.
 
 
    
WHEN WE GOT TO THE GATE HE WAS NEARING US FAST AND WE FOUND THE GATE CHAINED AND LOCKED.
 
ALL OF US LOOKED LIKE DEATH WARMED UP AND WE STOOD THERE JUST TERRIBLY SHOCKED..
 
 
QUICK RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN SHOUTS THE LADS COME ON UP THE WALL AGAIN.
 
MY LEGS WERE LIKE JELLY I SET OFF AT SPEED AND IN MY STOMACH I FELT  PAIN.
 
BODGER FOLLOWED  LIKE WILDFIRE IN HIS HAND WAS THIS GREAT BIG SPADE.
 
HE WAS STILL SHOUTING OUT YOUR ALL FOR IT NOW OH DEAR !!  I WAS SO AFRAID.
 
ALL I COULD THINK OF WAS FRANKENSTEIN ABOUT WHO WE'D LEARNED OF AT SCHOOL.
 
AND HOW MUCH BODGER LOOKED LIKE HIM WE HAD REALY BEEN LITTLE FOOLS.
 
MY LEGS WERE GOING AS FAST AS THEY COULD I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.  HE-HE.
 
BECAUSE  HE WAS A REAL WEIRD LOOKING CHAP I REMEMBER SO VIVID  NO LIE.
 
I WAS SCREAMING AND MY SISTER WAS CRYING AS THE LADS WERE RUNNING AWAY.
 
BODGER WAS WAVING HIS SPADE IN THE AIR AND I BEGAN TO PRAY.
 
 
SOME RAN THIS WAY AND THE OTHERS RAN THAT WAY I HEADED BEHIND MY SIS.
 
CRYING AND SOBBING I WISH I HADN'T COME I WANTED AWAY FROM THIS.
 
WE GOT TO THE WALL AND WE LEGGED IT OVER RAN DOWN THE BIG MOUND OF TURF.
 
I THOUGHT WERN'T WE  JUST THE HAPPIEST AND LUCKIEST KIDS ALIVE ON THIS EARTH.
 
WHEN WE SAW OUR HOUSE ACROSS THE ROAD I HEARD FATHER SHOUT WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN.
 
WELL MY SISTER SHE LET THE CAT OUT OF THE BAG AND SAID DAD OLD BODGER WE'VE SEEN.
 
GET IN THIS  HOUSE HE SHOUTED SO ANGRY I'LL TEACH YOU TO GO THERE AGAIN.
 
OF COURSE MY SISTER THEN TOLD MY DAD IT WAS ME AND I GOT THE BLAME. HE-HE
 
SHE TOLD HIM THAT I HAD GONE WANDERING AWAY AND THEY HAD GONE OUT TO FIND ME.
 
WHY HE ALWAYS BELIEVED MY SISTER IT REALY USED TO BUG ME.
 
SO I ENDED UP GETTING PUNISHED AND SMACKED BUT  MY SISTER SAID SORRY THAT NIGHT .
 
FOR GETTING ME INTO TROUBLE AS WE CUDDLED UP TOGETHER  IN BED TIGHT.
 
I DON'T LIKE GRAVEYARDS MUCH TO THIS DAY AS THEY BRING BACK THOSE MEMORIES TO ME.
 
AND EVERY HALLOWEEN NIGHT THAT COMES ROUND I THINK OF BODGER  YOU SEE.
 
SO BE AWARE IF YOU LIVE NEAR A GRAVEYARD I HOPE THERES NO BODGER  NEAR YOU.
 
HAVE A SAFE HALLOWEEN AND MAKE SURE YOUR KIDS ARE HUDDLED UP TIGHT NEAR YOU TOO.
 
I DREAD TO THINK WHAT HE WOULD HAVE DONE IF HE'D CAUGHT ANY OF US AT THAT TIME.
 
SO I HOPE YOUV'E ENJOYED KATH'S TRUE  HALLOWEEN STORY  TOLD HERE IN
 
                                                " MY SIMPLE RHYME"
  
 
       
THANKYOU TO DEBBIE OF DEB'S DAB'S FOR THIS GREAT GRAHIC. HE=HE !!!!!

21 comments:

Anonymous said...

Eeek! Those pictures you chose made the story extra creepy. --Cin

Anonymous said...

Great spooky story! I'll huddle under the covers in my new bed tonight!
Hugs,
Sugar

Anonymous said...

PERFECT!!!  I would have urinated all over myself if I'd been there that night!!  Eeeeeek!!!

Russ

Anonymous said...

Oh gosh Kath, how scary that must have been for you.  I was terrified of graveyards as a child.  I don't know why.  The dead can't really hurt you can they.  I love to walk through them now, looking at the headstones.  I think they are so interesting!
Mind you, that is in the daytime.  I still would not like to go around one at night . . .
Marie
http://journals.aol.co.uk/mariealicejoan/MariesMuses/

Anonymous said...

Blimey girl you were either up blooming late or blooming early lol. Great story real spooky. I love graveyards and spooky old houses.
Debbie
xxx

Anonymous said...

Oh my! What a story! That was very good, Kath! :o) Thank you for sharing it with us. :o)
Lisa

Anonymous said...

I held my breath as I read this Kath really spooky ,As you know I lived next door to the church/yard when I first got married and wasnt afraid ...love Jan xx

Anonymous said...

What a terrifying tale.  Even more so to have been so young.  I'd never have been brave enough to follow you that night .  Graveyards are not my favorite place to be in the daylight.  Thanks for giving us a spooky tale and a few shivers today !  'On Ya' - ma

Anonymous said...

sounds so scary, sorry that you had to get in trouble for that.

Anonymous said...

Ooooh  your sister deserves a pinch every time you see her for that one!!!!  LOL  You scared me!!!  Yikes!!!  

be well,
Dawn
http://journals.aol.com/princesssaurora/CarpeDiem/

Anonymous said...

Kath that was a great Halloween tale ~ I was really scared for you :o) ~ that was mean of your sister to put the blame on you ~ but glad she apologised to you ~ and you both cuddled up tightly together that night ~ Ally x

Anonymous said...

OMGGG @ such a great entry. I really enjoyed your Halloween story. I hope it didnt keep you from enjoying the Halloween season, because Halloween can be so fun. =.)

Anonymous said...

Oooh Kath, reading this I was scared for you. What was HE doing in the graveyard late at night? It`s all very spooky if you ask me...lol! ;o)

Love Sandra xxxx

Anonymous said...

That was a real scary story Kath glad you got away from old Bodger. Love Joan

Anonymous said...

I was scared for you reading this & picturing everything you were speaking of.  I would have been scared out of my wits too!!!!  Wonderful rhyme.
Lisa

Anonymous said...

Kath, your description of Bodger reminded me a bit of our President Bush. Talk about scary Halloween images!

Always...
Ben
http://journals.aol.com/totallymentalben/better-left-unsaid

Anonymous said...

lovely story Kath you were so brave going in there in the first place, what a wonderful memnory. loved it Kathie.

Anonymous said...

Thats quite a tale Kath. I'm not afraid of grave yards in daytime but now night would be another story. Paula

Anonymous said...

Such a cute story. You do an excellent job at making things rhyme! Have a wonderful day and thank you for the laughter. God Bless, Janie

Anonymous said...

KATH.
         A STORY YOU HAVE NO DOUBT HEARD BEFORE THOUGH A FEW OTHERS MAY HAVE NOT, HERE GOES :
      A GRAVE HAD BEEN DUG FOR NEXT DAY'S FUNERAL AND A VERY MUCH SO INEBRIATED MAN TOOK A SHORT CUT THROUGH THE CEMETARY ON HIS WAY HOME.
           OF COURSE THE DRUNKEN ONE FELL INTO THE NEWLY DUG GRAVE. TRY AS HE MIGHT, JUST GAVE UP AND LEANED BACK IN A CORNER AND SORT OF RELAXED.
     JUST SITTING THERE RESTING FROM THE EXERTING EFFORTS, ALONG CAME ANOTHER ALONG THAT SAME PATH WHERE THE FRESH GRAVE HAD BEEN DUG AND OF COURSE HE TOO FELL HEADLONG INTO THE GRAVE.
     THE FIRST ONE JUST SAT THERE AND WATCHED IN THAT PALE MOONLIGHT WHILE THE EFFORTS WOULD ALMOST PAY OFF AND KEPT FALLING BACK.
     FINALLY THE FIRST ONE DECIDED TO JUST TELL HIM,  YOU CANNOT GET OUT OF HERE.
                  BUT HE DID     - - - - -        sam

Anonymous said...

You had to have been terrified.  I was the baby of our neighborhood and always got drug along with my older brother and his friends.  They loved to scare me. I still don't like scary movies or anything scary. My mother would get so mad because then I would be afraid to go to bed.  LOL...too bad your dad never caught on to your sister.  Love xx Chris