Journal Entry 3

10/31/2012

So last night was Halloween, and we all decided to ditch our urge to rip
people’s intestines out and make spaghetti out of them, so people could enjoy
this oh-so-special occasion. But that doesn’t mean we’re not going to mess with
people. Not to mention I still love candy, as long as those gummies LOOK like
eye balls, hell, I’ll eat em’ what’s the difference? (Besides the fact one isn’t
made out of living tissue...) Anyway, so I decided to go out tonight, I didn’t
even have to dress up, and I got loaded. I thought we were on the verge of
another great depression but I guess I was wrong! People are more worried about
spending on Halloween candy then their own house payments! (Not that I’m against
that or anything) I think the one thing more important than candy on Halloween
is getting the chance to scare the shit out of people... which brings me to my
entertainment for the evening.


On Halloween, people love to mess with the dead. The most popular way to make
contact, however, is using the Ouija board. I was walking down the street close
to the cemetery, and I saw a small light source, and what looked to be a few
silhouettes of teenagers, inside an abandoned house. This house was burned down
or something a while ago and the family was trapped inside, the firefighters put
out the fire but the family was burned alive. I thought to myself, this
could be fun... So I sneaked up by the front window and listened to their
conversation. “K John, you gotta go first since you’ve never played the Ouija
board before,” says one dude.“Ugh! Why me?!?!” replies John, “Just do it.” It
was those two and one girl sitting together. She didn’t talk much and they never
really acknowledged her so I don’t know her name. Little John reaches for the
board piece and she finally says “Look I don’t think this is a good idea,” the
“tough guy” replies “Look, if you’re going to be a little bitch about it just go
home, I mean you’re not scared are you?” “Of course not... I just... nevermind.”
“Good can we just get this over with now?” John replies. They both nod, and he
reaches for the game piece. He calls out hesitantly “Is there… is there anyone
here with us?” nothing happens. “Um... if there is someone with us, can you
spell out your name?”...still, nothing happens. “Ugh maybe it’s broken-““MOVE!”
the “tough” one pushes him out of the way. He sets both hands on the game piece
and begins asking “If there is anyone here with us, please give us a sign”. Pff
that’s original, good enough for me though. I throw a rock inside and it hits
the wall CRACK!!!! They all jump and gasp staring at the wall. “Uh,
guys I think it’s time to go...” the girl says. “No,” he continues “what is your
name?” (ugh they're not even playing it right) at this point I’ve moved around
to the back window right behind the “tough” guy. I whisper loudly through the
window “GET OUT”. Everyone jumps up off the floor staring at the window. “I’m
getting out of here! Fuck this!” John starts towards the door. I don’t want him
to miss the show or anything, so I hurl myself through the window, covered in
human blood with glowing eyes, grunting and huffing. John runs out the door
screaming and so does the girl. But for some reason the oh-so-tough guy can’t
move a muscle in his body. He has a look on his face as if he had just shit
himself. I stare at him and gurgle with blood running out of my mouth “GET OUT”
so he shoots out the door! Screaming like a little girl!!! And man, this kid ran
faster than the flash himself. They were all gone in a matter of seconds. I
walked home the other direction laughing my ass off, god I love Halloween.