Wednesday's Words on a Friday

 

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by Sean Jeating and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. church 2. hazel 3. hollow 4. red 5. whirlpool 

and/or: 

1. cave 2. Mary 3. near 4. rapid 5. white

also including Charlotte's ccolour of the month: pebble grey

Here is my story:

All the children were excited to be attending the Halloween party in the old church yard, they'd seen decorations being put there each day for a week on their way to and from school. Now the big night was here. Rapid footsteps travelled the footpath from all directions just as the sun was setting. 

The once white gate was now a dirty grey-brown and shrouded in cobwebs, more cobwebs and floating ghosts hung from all the trees and they were delighted to see Khoral Kai dressed as a zombie in ragged tatters with electrified hair, pebble grey skin and red rimmed eyes as he shambled around groaning and muttering "brains, where are the brains? I need to eat some brains."

A cave had been built near the hazel tree and inside its hollow was a whirlpool that grumpily threatened to suck in your hands if you tried to retrieve some of the candy at the bottom. It didn't of course and each child who dipped into the whirlpool came out of the cave with a plastic ziploc bag of treats. Mary was the first to brave the "haunted house", an old unused crypt which had dull flashing lights that lit an assortment of spooky images as you walked around inside it. 

Other games had been arranged, an apple bob tub was under the willow tree and a stall with wheat bags to throw into the gaping mouths of grinning scarecrows. More zombies came to join Khoral as the night wore on and pretend squeals of fear mixed with shouts of excitement as trays of food were brought out. Mini pizzas with zombie faces, marshmallow cakes looking like ghosts, skewers with "eyeballs" threaded between chopped fruits. A costume parade followed and Philip won a small cauldron of candy for his skeleton costume.

After everything had been sampled and well-tested, it was story-time finally and here Khoral didn't disappoint. Once the children were sitting in a circle, all lights nearby were turned off and only a small flickering torch lit Khoral's face as he began the night's ghost stories. Older children held younger ones on their laps to comfort in case they became frightened and now and again a "ghost" or zombie would wander through the staged area just to highlight some oof the stories. 

Up in the trees an occasional weird cackle would be heard and the scurrying of things unknown was heard from the undergrowth. All were heard to say it had been a highly successful night, with the children trick or treating on their way home.