“It’s said that All Hallows’ Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin – and whether you believe in such things or not, those roaming spirits probably believe in you, or at least acknowledge your existence, considering that it used to be their own. Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright.” – Erin Morgenstern
I love Halloween. In my country some celebrate it but that has only been for a few years. We celebrate it on the first Saturday during 31.10.–6.11. (Oct. 31 – Nov. 6). We actually have loosely translated it “Saint’s day” and the dictionary translation is “All Hallows’ Day”. On that day though we only honor people that have passed away by taking candles to their graves. So it is simple and fairly different than in the US.
Halloween or Hallowe’en, also known as Allhalloween, All Hallows’ Eve, or All Saints’ Eve, is a yearly celebration observed in a number of countries on 31 October, the eve of the Western Christian feast of All Hallows’ Day. It begins the three-day observance of Allhallowtide, the time in the liturgical year dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (hallows), martyrs, and all the faithful departed believers.
According to many scholars, All Hallows’ Eve is a Christianized feast influenced by Celtic harvest festivals, with possible pagan roots, particularly the Gaelic festival Samhain Other scholars maintain that it originated independently of Samhain and has solely Christian roots.
Typical contemporary festive Halloween activities include trick-or-treating (or the related “guising”), attending costume parties, decorating, carving pumpkins into jack-o’-lanterns, lighting bonfires, apple bobbing and divination games, playing pranks, visiting haunted attractions, telling scary stories and watching horror films. In many parts of the world, the Christian religious observances of All Hallows’ Eve, including attending church services and lighting candles on the graves of the dead, remain popular, although in other locations, these solemn customs are less pronounced in favor of a more commercial and secular celebration. Because many Western Christian denominations encourage, although most no longer require, abstinence from meat on All Hallows’ Eve, the tradition of eating certain vegetarian foods for this vigil day developed, including the consumption of apples, colcannon, cider, potato pancakes, and soul cakes.
I think I promised something last week so as a Halloween treat I will tell a short urban legend ghost story from my small town.
In the center of our town we have an old church and a huge cemetery surrounds it with tomb stones, statues and lonely graves. Three boys were lurking in the shadows on the late winter night and advancing towards the front door of the church. They hid behind a huge tomb stone giggling quietly and having a random chatter. The cemetery was dark and the church quiet and pitch black.
The story tells that the dead that was buried under the floor of the church drove the janitor mad when they were removed and placed outside. So he hung himself in the attic and on that day every year a pile of dead pigeons was found in there. You shouldn’t disturb those that can’t find rest. The boys were daring one to play the game. Run around the church twelve times and each time knock on the door when you pass the amount you have ran around. And in the struck of twelve midnight and when you have done the last round the boy needs to knock not 12 but thirteen times and the ghost of the janitor will open the door.
Of course it was just an urban legend so the boy wasn’t afraid. His friends stayed behind the tomb stone when he started running. They were chuckling as the boy passed them and called the number when he knocked on the door.
Boy: 1… 2… 3… 4… 5…
The wind blew among the trees and a chill ran through the spine of the whispering boys. The air felt heavier.
Boy: 6… 7…
Distant howling lingered among the stones.
Boy: 8… 9…
Fog rose among the graves over the snow and the boys that waited shivered. They looked around and one of them yelled.
Boy with a red hat: Matt! I t-think we should go. It’s not funny anymore!
Matt shook his head and didn’t listen. He continued to run around.
Matt: 10… 11… They heard vailing from inside the church and their eyes were playing tricks as they thought they were seeing ghostly figures in the darkness.
Boy with a blue hat: Matt, we really need to go!
Matt did the last round and stopped in front of the door. He checked his watch. He was just in time. He made his hand to a fist and slammed it on to the door.
1-2-3-A flash of candle light flickers inside.-4-5-6-7-Footsteps echoes in the halls and Matt’s knocking became hesitant.-8-9-10-11-The shadows were closing in on the boys and they stood up and started to back away. Matt turned his head to look at them.
Boys: STOP!-12-13! The last knock was weak but it echoed and then all went calm. The boys stopped breathing but when nothing happened they started to laugh and point at one another.
All seemed well but that was just illusion. There was a “click” on the keyhole and the boys froze. Last thing what they know that they heard a loud scream at the cemetary and these three boys were never found. Nor their bodies. Somebody had brought in the next day three stone statue cherubs to rest on the new grave of the dead that had rested under the church. Their faces pained and sad.
Supernatural || Monster made by: Cain
Monster by Meg & Dia
His little whispers,
“Love me, love me
That’s all I ask for
Love me, love me.”
He battered his tiny fists to feel something
Wondered what it’s like to touch and feel something
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window
That night he caged her
Bruised and broke her
He struggled closer
Then he stole her
Violet wrists and then her ankles
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the windows
Hear their voices
I’m a glass child,
I am Hannah’s regrets
How should I feel?
Turn the sheets down
Murder ears with pillow lace
There’s bath tubs
Full of glow flies
Bathe in kerosene
Their words tattooed in his veins, yeah!
Meg & Dia was an American rock band formed in 2004. It was founded by sisters Meg and Dia Frampton before becoming a five-piece act (renamed Cowards Courage and released the CD “Straight out of a story book”) with additional members Eddie Friends, Ryan Hardy, Jon Cash and Alex Kruse. With the departure of the additional 4, Meg & Dia hastily reverted to their root name with additional members Nicholas Price, Jonathan Snyder (formerly of Madison) and Carlo Gimenez.
Meg & Dia (also then known as The Meg & Dia Band) released its first album, Our Home is Gone, in 2005. At the time, the band consisted of just the two Frampton sisters, and the album’s tracks were mostly acoustic songs. Meg played guitar and provided back-up vocals while Dia sang. A year later, they released their second album, Something Real, their first album released under Doghouse Records.
On Supernatural, every day is Halloween and 11.03 “The Bad Seed” was no exception. Here are the best quotes from that episode:
Sam: God kicked this thing’s ass once before, right?
Dean: Yeah, it’d be nice if he put down the Mai Tai and showed up for work.
Castiel: I wouldn’t count on that.
Amara: Every time I take in a soul, I feel how much emptiness there is.
Amara: God made a world where people have to suffer, and then die.
Amara: But frankly, why would they want to live in such a world?
What do you do on Halloween? Do you have a favorite horror story? Favorite horror movie? Share your thoughts below.