Our Halloween Story

October 31, 2007 - 8:34am — PaulaZ

It was a perfect Halloween morning. The sun fought through the veil of fog. An ancient catalpa tree stretched its bony arms toward the brightening sky. Frost carpeted the yard, revealing the tracks of the waning night's creatures. An oak leaf released its grasp on the branch that it had clung to through summer storm and drought and fell lazily toward the icy grass below. As the sun won its battle with the fog, the old house creaked and groaned as century-old boards tried once again to make peace with the diurnal temperature swings of a crisp fall day.

A loud snap distracted her from the glowing screen, causing fingers to tremble over the waiting keyboard.

"What was that!" she thought. Probably just the house settling, or an acorn dropped from the oak tree onto the porch roof. Maybe a bird flew into a window. "Yeah, that's it," she convinced herself. Little did she know what adventures awaited her and her Storytrax friends on this Halloween day.

OK, Storytrackers -- what happens next? Let's build our own Halloween story. Have fun!

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October 31, 2007 - 9:37am — Business_Stories

Did She See me?

He crept silently through the woods, the smell of spice and decay hung in the foggy air, and the damp frosty chill drove straight to his bones and attacked his joints like a hammer to a chisel. He was exhausted from the run and the throbbing in his head pounded harder with each wearisome step over hidden dead trees and rocks. The under growth was not as dense here and the leaves had all but fallen off the oaks and catalpa trees. The fog was beginning to lift and the sky was getting lighter.

The voices further down in the valley were beginning to fade and the wild bark of the dogs were silent. It would not last. He desperately needed a place to rest, some place to lie down and go unobserved but this place was to open. The landscape was laid bare and he was to conspicuous but as the light of day burned the fog away it revealed a fallen stone structure, crumblin

g from the top down as if its own weight was pulling it down.

He made for the structure. It was like a large chimney with out a fireplace. At least not a fireplace he could see. The ground around it was litter with chunks of “charcoal?” he questioned out loud. It did not look like a great spot to rest, but he could crawl into a small area of the old structure where the rocks had fallen away. He laid there and rubbed his leg, oh how it hurt. It was not broken but the shackle around his snkel was breaking his skin open and it was bleeding. He needed new clothes, some minor first aid, a cup of hot tea, a good meal, and an advil.

Just then he heard a “CRRAAACCCKKK” from further up the hill. The sound was loud and it echoed off the wall of the structure. He stood up quickly. “What was that!” he exclaimed. It was just a limb falling off a tree or maybe it was a bear, he looked worried. He looked in the direction of the noise and from the spot in the valley he could see a large window with a blue glowing light with a figure of a woman standing at the window.

“Did she see me?” he thought.

What happens next? Good idea Paula.

October 31, 2007 - 5:00pm — Anonymous

Did I see something?Â When

Did I see something? When I turned from my computer to look out the window a flash of orange had caught my eye. Must be a hunter getting too close to the house. Maybe I should go out and remind him that there are people living here.

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