boo! short & scary story contest 2011

Bridgehampton National Bank presents Short & Scary Stories

BOO! Contest

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Mai Nguyen JeanneretGrade 5WHBES

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Yessenia Aguirre and Maggie RyanGrade 7Montauk School

The Witness One day in the peaceful city of the Little Apple, TERROR was about to strike! Reaching down

from above came the hand of a fearsome beast, taking the innocent residents. However, tiny, lucky little Susan was left behind. Then even Susan was plucked from her home and cast aside.

She sat, paralyzed with fear, as she witnessed the monster raise a steely claw and skin one of her friends. She saw it peel off in long ribbons. Susan wanted to help, but she couldn’t

move. She heard the sound of ripping flesh as one by one each victim faced their doom. Then the beast began to slice those who had once been her comrades. She tried to scream but found

her voice completely useless. She couldn’t bear to hear the crunching.Then, the monster stormed through its cave, and came back with a ghastly mix of elements. Susan felt her body quake

as the beast gave life to a horrendous machine that blended the items together. The beast then took an iron pan and spread in the mixture.

It then carelessly tossed the bits and pieces of what had once been her friends and family into the pan and tucked it into a fiery oven. The creature licked its chops and, spying Susan, seized her and bit right through her.

Then, about thirty minutes later . . . “Thank you, Mommy, I love this apple pie!”

K-3Alex

KoutsogiannisGrade 2Montauk School

Magic Candy One Halloween

night there was a haunted house in a graveyard. In the haunted house there were spirits, ghosts and zombies.. there was a kid trapped in a cage. On Halloween night a girl went into the haunted house. She was in there for a long time. Her friends were too scared to go in. they were worried about her. They were calling for her. She finally came out when. When she came out her hair was blood red and long. Why is your hair different? I ate ten Halloween candies. Maybe that made my hair different.

Another little girl with short hair! I want magic candy! She ran into the house. But when she came out she was 10 feet tall. Why are you taller than you used to be? Well, I ate three Halloween candies. Maybe that made me taller. We think it did, said all her friends. All the kids wanted to try the magic candy so they all ran into the house but were never seen again.

Aydin HerlihyGrade 2Montauk School

Zombies Book

A long time ago the world had many zombies. One day, one zombie was walking down the road and saw an apple tree. He picked an apple and ate it. Suddenly he turned into a human. He liked how he felt so he went around the country planting apple sees. Other zombies ate the apples. Soon all the zombies turned into humans.

Isabella Tarbet Grade 3

Springs School

Vampire Soccer Game

One Halloween morning I woke up and got ready for my soccer game. When we got to the field we were stretching and the other team’s bus showed up. They got out.

We gasped. Mummies were unloading their stuff. When the coach stepped out we were almost fainting. We could not believe our eyes, a vampire!

We started the game. Horrified, they attacked. They were winning 10-0 until it started raining. A drop fell on the vampire and they all melted! We quickly scored a bunch of points and won.

Dylann HanrahanGrade 3

Westhampton Beach Elementary

TrollsTrolls terrorizing toddlers.

Teasing and taking treats. Telling tall tales while talking

to teenagers trying to take their treats too. Tattle taling, terrifying trolls.

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“She got so angry she sucked everyone’s blood.” - The Vampire Child by Isha Adnan

. . . It said “Get out. Tonight there will be danger. Flee to Sayville, up the island or die.”

anthony Genovesi Grade 5 JMMeS

. . . He said, “My name is Sir Bloodiness, and I am chief ghost of this house. It will be my job to

kill your family.” Marley Slotkin

Grade 4 tuckahoe School.

. . . That nice brown teddy bear with the red bowtie was bloodthirsty and nobody was safe.

Rebecca Kiperschmid Grade 5 JMMeS

Goblins, great ghouls, growl loudly at George theGhost and his great spooky green glowing eyes.

tyler Murphy Grade 3

WHB elementary

“Fine, let’s go to the graveyard but I’m warning you, if we die then I’m blaming you two!”

Sara narvaezGrade 7

Springs School

“Time for bed, Robby,” said my mother, so I went to my bathroom to brush my white teeth and

washed my great looking face.Brandon Flores

Grade 7Springs School

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K-3ART WINNERS

Ariel MeltzerGrade 3JMMES

Dylann HanrahanGrade 3WHBES

Eva McCarthyGrade 3WHBES

Jensen RowenGrade 5 JMMES

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Francesca Keogh & Kati TikkanenGrade 8

Montauk SchoolTrapped

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“The Boo Short and Scary Contest” is a labor of love we look forward to all year long. For 19 years we’ve been sharing the best that young and talented students have to offer you, our readers. We’ve come across some extremely gifted artists and writers and have probably sorted through about 15,000 submissions.

Our partner and cohort has been the marvelous Bridgehampton Bank, which is always there for the community and our schools. Trophies for grand prize, 1st and 2nd place winners can be picked up at our main office in East Hampton, at 74 Montauk Highway (Red Horse Plaza) Suite 19 –on the upper level, during business hours, Monday through Friday. Thanks to all of you for a great contest and we’ll see you next year.

Editor-In-Chief: Sick MurphyEditor: Kitty Peril

Copy Editors: Karen Deadricks, Emily Broken ToyProduction: Jessie Cackling, Kill Kamp

Pallbearers: James J. McCabre, Jerry Bella Lugosi


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Kate WardGrade 5

Amagansett School

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Grade : 4-6Bianca Evangelista

Grade 6 Shelter Island School

The Cave DownhillHumankind is savage.

Only thinking of themselves, wanting nothing more than power. And power. And more power.

Greedy, I should say. But there’s more in this world – much more than power.

Heart racing, my legs moving as fast as they could, I ran through the dark and ghastly forest. The night creatures only gazed vacantly at the out of place human in their moonlit clearing.

I pulled my hood over my long orange hair with shaky hands, and looked around to see if anything was recognizable. “It can’t be,” I whispered hoarsely, my eyes falling on the deep, dark, yet glowing tunnel that was just a small hole in the ground at a glimpse. I couldn’t bear to believe anything I saw – It doesn’t exist. Those stories are made to scare children on Halloween . . . right?

Running again, as if I were trying to run from the memory itself and get home to the cozy house I lived in, I tripped. I tripped, but . . . I continued to fall for what seemed to be an eternity. When I finally dared to open my eyes, I hit the ground with an audible ‘Whump.’ I was out of a breath and scared, scared of what was

in front of me, scared of what was existing here and now. I lay on the floor of that tunnel . . . no, the cave – the Cave Downhill.

In front of me was a large fire, its flames licking the air in an orange-yellow light. “Hello,” a playful voice mused, startling me. I shrieked when I saw what was on the other side of the fire: A translucent figure, looking like a female from the 1800s with wavy light hair, a frilled dress and a cup of tea in hand.

“Now, dearie, do sit up. I’ve got quite task for you,” she said sweetly, but her eyes looked sinister and her wild smile gave me an inkling that she was crazy. Helpless, though, I did as I was told and sat up. I tried to open my mouth and question her, but no speech did it produce besides a hiss of air.

Continuing with a serious look on her face now, the ghost-woman floated over to me and explained her ‘task’ for me that was mentioned previously. “Hun, I’ve been waiting for someone like you for some time now. See, if you think you’re eligible for a great position, you’ll do this task for me. But if you don’t want anything more, feel free to leave now.” I started to get up to run away. “Oh, and the pay for the task is eternal fortune,” she added and this piqued my interest. “F – fortune?” I stuttered. “Yes. Now all you have to do is fetch me a few things . . . “

“A woman’s purse, a man’s glasses and a child’s toy?” I muttered to myself, reading what

I had written on the back of my hand the night before. The woman made me swear I would tell no one about this task.

As I walked through town, I searched for the three items requested. Sitting on a bench in the park was a businesswoman, chatting away on her cellular phone. I sighed and thought about the money and how I could pay off anything I owed the woman as I casually crept over, snagged the purse and ran. “My bag! Stop that thief!” the woman yelled, but I had already hidden in a dark and damp alley, pulling my hood up and putting the handbag inside my zip-up sweater to run back to the cave.

Confused that I was unable to find the cave yesterday, I continued with my tasks. To get a man’s glasses would be slightly harder, but I hastily walked down the old town’s sidewalk. Sure enough, a man was snoring while leaning against one of the shops. Once again, I casually tiptoed over and stole the glasses off the tip of his nose. I started to run towards the forest and thought about how the man would need new glasses and probably wouldn’t be able to see now, but my money could pay for anything like that later.

I ran towards the area where the tunnel should have been, as well as the woman’s purse I’d left, but both were nowhere to be seen. Walking away after setting the glasses down where the tunnel should have been, I became more confused than before. What game was this ghost-person-thing playing? I didn’t

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Jasmine AgmeGrade 4Westhampton Beach Elementary School

Haunted HouseIf you’re easily scared, I think you should walk away Inside, are hearts thumping ghosts that fly’While skeletons cryWicked witched giggle,While spine tingling Frankenstein plays the fiddleSoul frightening zombies danceWhile blood thirsty vampires glanceHairy werewolves howlWhile ugly goblins scowl.The full moon is up.So good luck!

know . . . But, tomorrow I would return at night like instructed. And I would have my riches. Finally.

On my supposedly last-task day, I walked by the park’s playground. A lone child was playing in the sand box, a cute little girl. Tight curls and wide eyes. She held onto a worn-out bunny plush, and was looking around blankly with no parents that seemed to be about. I watched her from a distance as she held onto the rabbit’s paw now, picking up a shovel and digging aimlessly. I sighed, as this task seemed hardest. But with a slight ache in my heart, I ran over quickly, tore the beloved plush toy from the child’s hand and sprinted away towards the forest as I heard her crying all the way until I reached the heart of the forest.

The sun was setting now, and I was in a tree yawning. I looked at the sun, and I held the rabbit. I looked at my watch, and it was past eight o’clock. I hopped out of the tree and called about. “Hel-lo-o-o? Are you here? I brought you the toy,” I said, as loudly as I could.

Suddenly I heard cackling. “Foolish, selfish girl! You think only of yourself! There are no riches!” I was about to come up with a retort as I fell down a hole once again, fire illuminating the Cave Downhill once more. “But, wait!”

I cried, but it was too late as the ghost cackled evilly once again. It swooped out of the cave, the opening closing up and the fire going out after it. “Wait . . . “

Adam Gebo-RosenthalGrade 5John M. Marshal Elementary School

Abandoned Montauk HouseOne cold Halloween evening, Will and I were

dropped off in Montauk to Trick or Treat. It was getting dark when we went to knock on a door. We didn’t know if someone was in there. The door opened on its own and we stepped in.Suddenly, we were invaded by zombies. We tried to get something

to fight them off. We ran through the house looking to find a way out. There was no exit.

We did find Nerf guns in a sealed room. We ran to the kitchen and found a jar of jalapeños. We put the jalapeños in the Nerf guns and shot the zombies. When the jalapeños hit the zombies, they turned into fabric and fell to the ground.

Once we had destroyed all the zombies, we found a battering-ram. We used it to smash through the door and escape. We ran to the corner and found my dad waiting to pick us up.

That was the last time we ever went to Montauk!

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7-8Jake McCarthyGrade 7Southold School

Joe and the Blackburn Demons

One day after school Joe was walking down his dark, vine-covered gravel road back to his house in the blackest part of Blackburn Woods. Joe hated these woods. The overhanging soot-stained branches seemed to want to snatch him up, an innocent thirteen year old boy, and throw him into their midst. Today, though, Joe had asked Caroline to come to tomorrow night’s fall dance at the school. She had said yes, so Joe was in high spirits. These trees, he thought nothing of them today, and he would snap them into twigs if he had to.

When Joe reached his creaky old house, he walked in through the front door.

“Hello?” he called.No one replied. Joe sat down

on his beige design covered living room couch. He set to work on his load of homework for about two hours. His stomach growled, so he got up and got a light snack, knowing dinner was

only an hour or so away.Unexpectedly, loud vicious

growling sounded from his mother’s bedroom. Joe was unnerved. His mother was not supposed to be home from work for another three hours, at eight o’clock. Joe gingerly tip-toed down the hall to see what the ominous raucous was about.

When he reached the end of the hall, he heard the growling again, coming from his mother’s bedroom. He cautiously opened the door, and saw his black lab Oscar and his Siamese cat

Carlyle were in a fight. Joe sighed with relief and separated them. When Oscar and Carlyle were in separate rooms, Joe sat back down on his couch. He checked his watch. It read six o’clock. Joe got up, made some frozen pizza and headed to bed, too tired to do anything else. He was just recovering from his fright, caused by Oscar and Carlyle.

The next day at lunch in the school cafeteria, Joe was sitting with a bunch of friends, but he wasn’t talking. He was so tired. He didn’t get any sleep that night. He was just too frightened by every creak, every clatter. He trudged on through the day, trying not to fall asleep. He kept getting dizzy spells, and was relieved once he got home. He laid down on his bed and fell asleep.

When he awoke, his clock read 7PM. He had to meet Caroline in half an hour! He raced down the hall, hopped into the shower, and got dressed in his new, expensive

tuxedo. He brushed his teeth and flew down the stairs. It was 7:20. Joe flung himself through the front door and ran as fast as he could down the gravel covered road. He did not know at the time, but he would never see that road again.

When Joe reached Caroline’s house, he was late, out of breath, and a total mess. He cleaned himself up as best he could, and rang the doorbell. A few moments later, Caroline’s mother answered the door.

“Hello, Joseph,” she said cheerfully.

“Hi!” replied Joe. “Is Caroline ready?”

“Hold on a sec, let me check,” she said, climbing the stairs as she spoke. A minute later, Caroline appeared. She was in her dress and she looked nice, but she also looked sullen, like she was just crying. But she put on her best smile, and they set off down the road.

When they arrived at the school, they entered the gymnasium. It was silent. That wasn’t right. Joe was about to say something when all of the doors opened and a crowd of people bustled in from all sides. They were ominously quiet. They all had the same expression as Caroline. They were all staring at him. Suddenly, Caroline walked towards them. Joe called her back, but she ignored him and continued.

When she reached them, she turned and snapped her fingers. The people roared and started morphing into the most hideous

creatures. Vampires with blood red fangs, ten-foot tall werewolves with claws the lengths of butcher knives and black, smelly matted fur. There were animal headed demons and fire-breathing dragons the size of school buses, bats with red eyes, ghosts with gloomy features, and black-skinned, blood thirsty zombies. They were coming at him from all sides.

Strangers, friends, were now all enemies. Joe was frozen in fear, and the demons quickly swarmed, with Caroline at the head. Joe screamed, being bit, torn, and bloodied, but was abruptly cut off, as his decapitated head hit the ground. Joe was no more.

When the police arrived, all they found was a bloodied gym floor, tattered tuxedo remains, and a decapitated head of a young boy, who was identified as Joe by his mother. She cried when she recognized the face. She looked up at the full moon, and felt a sliver of hope, but that hope quickly dissipated when she saw the demons falling from the sky, from the ground and the trees, as they engulfed the bystanders. The last thing she saw was the red fangs of Caroline the Vampire.

The rise of the demons sent the world into chaos and despair. The plants died along with the humans and all animal life, and what we called Earth is now the black planet that belongs to the dead and the demons.

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The Fishman Strikes BackAn eerie fog as thick as pea soup engulfed the

Napeague Stretch as Jamal Johnson and Little Tree drove out toward Montauk to go surf fishing on Halloween Night. Jamal and Little Tree had served together in the navy for many years. Jamal drove and Little Tree rode shotgun.

“Do you want to hear a story?” Little Tree asked.“Sure” replied Jamal.“OK. It was the year 1769. My great grandfather, Little Fish, was

walking on the beach at night when he found the remains of a ship. He scoured the beach and after an hour of searching he found a crewmember from the ship. “I’m Little Fish – what happened to your ship and crew?

“I’m Captain Timothy Jones. We were sailing up to Boston when this thing jumped up onto the ship. It had the body of a man, the head of a fish, webbed hands, the legs of a deer, and big red glowing yes. It picked up two crewmembers and leapt back into the sea. It kept doing it until it took eight crew members, I was the only one that survived,” the Captain said.

”I’ve heard of that creature. It takes sailors form boats and turns them into Fishman, The Fishman was a sailor, but there was a mutiny and the sailor sided with the captain and they were both tossed

Luca WallaceGrade 7 Montauk School

The Attack Of The radioactive BirdI remember the day as if I was reliving it. It was

1951, I was 10 years old. My father, Mr. Wilson, worked as a scientist on the Camp Hero Air Force base in Montauk, NY. He was the operator for when they were doing to top-secret experiments with the radar tower. The scientists were not aware that the amount of radiation coming off the disk was deadly. The also did not know a bird was making her nest in the radar dish. The bird laid an egg and as she flew off she hit the dish of the radar tower and broke her neck and died.

At first nothing happened, but on the second day of the eggs’ life, it started growing really fast. It took the egg and week and then it hatched. The baby bird was truly ugly. The skin was showing around its neck, its feathers were huge, made unnaturally large because of the radiation. The beak was rounded and had teeth. Its eyes were yellow and glowing. It stood up on ling skinny legs and looked around.

Jr. Roosevelt was playing in his back yard. He was thinking how beautiful the day was. All of a sudden a giant shadow fell over little Jr. and his head was ripped off. His body was clutched in spiky iron talons and carried off back to the nest. Mr. Wilson was monitoring the radar tower when suddenly it stopped! He walked up the stairs to see what was going on. He opened the hatch to the roof and saw a small

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