Fun Campfire Ghost Stories (6 page)

*****

I
t was a beautiful
sunny fall Saturday. The air was crisp with fluffy clouds and the
sky was bright blue. My Mom and Dad told me to load up into the car
because we were going to take a little ride. We drove for about a
half hour when Dad pulled the car into a dusty parking lot. Looking
out the window, I could tell it was a big flea market. Dad and Mom
said we were just going to look around for a few minutes. I had
never been to a flea market before so I looked forward to seeing
what was there.

I was having a great time. There were all
sorts of booths, with all sorts of stuff that people were trying to
sell. We kept moving through the covered sheds when we happened
into an area where they were selling pets. There were all sorts of
cats and dogs, lizards, birds, turtles, hamsters and such. We
stopped at one booth where the man was selling a litter of Labrador
puppies. He had two cages with several puppies that were black and
chocolate in color in one cage and another cage which housed just
one white puppy. I had always wanted a dog. Mom and Dad talked to
the man at the booth and then talked to each other and then the
next thing I knew the puppy was in my arms and we were heading
home.

When we got home, my first job was to name
the puppy. What name should I use? I thought about calling him
Snow, but then the name Ghost popped into my head. That was the
right name, I thought.

Ghost and I grew up together over the years.
Every morning we went for walks before school and Ghost was always
waiting for me at the door with a wagging tail when I got home. We
played ball in the yard and went into the woods in the state park
that bordered our property to chase squirrels. Ghost never left my
side and even slept on the floor next to my bed.

Our neighbor, Mr. Hamilton, had a big garden
and, every once in a while, he would invite Ghost and me over to
munch on some fresh produce. Ghost would try anything and liked
most things when it came to eating.

Late one summer day, when Mr. Hamilton had
invited us over to the garden to pick strawberries, Ghost and I
were heading down a row of berry plants when, all of a sudden,
Ghost started barking and jumped in front of me just as I was
reaching down to pick a particularly large strawberry. Just at that
moment, I heard the sound of a rattle and backed up. I realized
that Ghost had saved me from being bitten by a large rattlesnake
hiding under the strawberry plant. Ghost came over to me and
started licking my face while Mr. Hamilton killed the snake with a
hoe.

Ghost and I barely ate anything that night, I
guessed from all the excitement, so we went upstairs and fell
asleep quickly.

The next morning I woke up and got out of bed
to take our normal morning walk. Curled up on the floor, Ghost was
still sleeping. I called out his name, but he did not move.

The Vet., Dr. Munson, came out of the back to
where my Dad and I were waiting. He explained that the rattlesnake
had partially bitten Ghost behind his paw where we could not see it
and since it was not a full bite, it took some time for the venom
to affect him. There was nothing he could do. Ghost was an older
dog and his body could not take the poison.

The days went by and I was heart broken. I
missed my best friend. I would still take walks after school into
the state park just like Ghost and I had done over the years.

About a month later, I went for a walk in the
park. It had rained earlier that day and the ground was still wet.
I was walking next to the dry gully, when the mossy ground under me
gave way and I slid down into the gully, my leg hitting a rock on
the way down. When I went to stand up, I realized that my leg was
hurt and I was not able to stand. All I could do was lay there.

The sun was heading toward the horizon when
in the distance I could hear a voice. At first I could not call out
because my leg hurt so much, but finally was able to muster a yell.
A voice, much closer now, said, “Timmy is that you?” I said, “Here
I am!” Mr. Hamilton appeared through the bushes and kneeled by my
side. He could see that my leg was hurt, so he got up and told me
he would be right back. Moments later, Mr. Hamilton returned with
two sticks and some vines. He put my hurt leg between the two
sticks and wrapped them together with the vine so it would not
move. He slowly picked me up and started up the slope of the
gully.

As we were approaching my house, Mr. Hamilton
said, “That dog of yours is really something special.” “What do you
mean,” I responded. Mr. Hamilton said that he was working in his
garden when Ghost came running toward him barking and did not stop
barking until he followed Ghost into the state park. “I know that
Ghost is always with you so I called your name. When I heard you
yell, Ghost ran into the bushes just ahead of me. When I came
through the bushes, I found you, but I don‘t know where Ghost
went.”

Dad explained to Mr. Hamilton that Ghost had
died a month earlier, but I knew that Ghost was still with me,
still looking out for me. My best friend forever!

*****

A
young woman was
driving along an old road in the country and had become lost. She
was trying to find her way back to a gas station to get directions
when she ran out of gas. So she grabbed her gas can and began to
walk down the old dirt road. She had been walking for half an hour
without seeing a single car, when it began to rain. She pulled her
jacket up over her head to help keep the rain away, but it began to
rain harder. Then it began to thunder and lightening, so she knew
that she must find shelter quickly.

Up ahead she saw an old abandoned house, so
he ran onto the porch. Certainly nobody would mind. But the wind
began to blow harder and blew the door to the house right open. The
wind blew so hard, that it blew the rain onto the porch soaking the
woman even more. So she went inside to get out of the rain. The
house was very large and, though it was abandoned, dirty, full of
cobwebs and in need of some repair, it kept the woman dry.

All of a sudden, a big gust of wind blew in
the door and then back out again, slamming the door shut. The woman
tried to open the door, but the rain had caused the door to swell,
wedging it in the door frame when it slammed. She could not open
it.

Just then, she heard a voice call out "Do you
know what I do with my red sloppity lips and my long green
fingers?" Startled, the woman turned around and as the next
lightning bolt illuminated the room for a split second, she saw
standing next to the door a large green hairy monster with huge red
lips, pointed fangs and gangly legs and arms with very long
fingernails. The woman panicked and ran down the hall. The creature
followed her.

Again, she heard the monster say, "Do you
know what I do with my red sloppity lips and my long green
fingers?" as it followed her down the hall. The woman, in a
panicked fright, ran up a set of stairs at the end of the hall. The
creature pursued her getting closer with every step, gooie saliva
dripping from its horribly huge red lips.

As the creature was getting closer, she heard
it say louder, "Do you know what I do with my red sloppity lips and
my long green fingers?" The woman ran faster trying to get away
from the pursuing creature. At the end of the hall at the top of
the stairs, there was a room, so the woman ran into the room
closing the door behind her. She heard the creature’s loud
footsteps coming down the hall getting closer. She quickly looked
around the room for a means to escape, but there were no windows in
the room only a small closet.

In an instant the bedroom door flew open and
again she heard the monster say even louder, "Do you know what I do
with my red sloppity lips and my long green fingers?" The woman,
petrified with fear, tucked herself into a corner of the closet and
hid as best as she could.

The closet door sprang opened wide and the
huge hairy creature stood before her. The creature looked down at
the woman and, after a short pause that seemed like eternity, said
in a voice so loud that it hurt the woman’s ears, "Do you know what
I do with my red sloppity lips and my long green fingers?"

The woman shook as she answered with fear in
a quiet voice, "no".

The monster smiled and said, "Then I'll show
you."

BLBLBLBLBLBLBL (Rub your fingers across your
lips while you make the "b" sound. Cross your eyes if you can.)

*****

W
ill was ten years
old and had never been afraid of anything. He had heard many ghost
stories, had seen many “scary” movies and none had every scared
him. Will loved Halloween more than any other holiday. He loved to
dress up and scare his friends, but they could never scare him.

This Halloween, his cousin, who lived in the
next town over, invited Will to attend a Halloween party with him
and then go trick or treating. Will had never been to his cousin’s
house before and, on top of that, he had heard about a haunted
swamp just on the outskirts of the town that he thought would be
fun to see.

As Halloween arrived, Will’s parents drove
him over to his cousin’s house to spend the night. At dinner, Will
asked about the story of the haunted swamp. Will’s cousin told him
that the swamp was a place to stay away from on Halloween night
because the headless horseman roamed the swamp looking for victims
until dawn. No one knew who the headless horseman was, where he
came from, why he was there on Halloween or how he got headless.
Will said that he would love to see this guy.

As night descended, Will and his cousin
changed into their costumes and headed out to the Halloween party
on the edge of town. Will dressed up as a warlock and his cousin
was Frankenstein. Part of the activities at the party was a haunted
house put on by some of the kids. Will’s cousin played a part in
the haunted house. Will went through the haunted house, but it did
not scare him. He knew that his cousin would be in the haunted
house for some time so Will decided that this would be his chance
to sneak out to the swamp which was just a mile up the road. He
would be back before anybody knew he was gone.

Will went out into the night and headed down
the road towards the swamp. Will did not see anybody on the way
there. Apparently, everybody stayed clear of this area on
Halloween. There was a full moon out that made the swamp visible
even though there was a mist rising off the damp ground. Will was
excited in the hopes of seeing the headless horseman. He walked
down the road that bordered the swamp until he found a fairly dry
break in the foliage that allowed him the head into the swamp.