Halloween Scare

My friend Carolyn (doesitevermatter) had asked her readers if we had any scary event worth mentioning on these pages. I thought of my one time… the first and the last of that kind.

Halloween to me, meant little kids going door to door, holding their little bags for candy. All of them in fancy or ghoulish get-ups. I was in my first or second year of residency, and I had returned home one evening, really tired and all I wanted to do was hit the bed.  My husband and neighbors decided that since it was Halloween time, they would go to a haunted house. Much against my wish, they dragged me along that night.

It was an experience of my life time, to see all the zombies, hideous and frightening all over the place, not to speak of the different noises and screams that were coming from different corners of the “haunted house.”

Mohamed was beside me, and on and off, he would hold my hand when I got too scared. Bill and Jodi were immediately behind us. I saw a really gory scene in front of me and I started talking to M, saying, ” look how frightening this is. How can people enjoy this?” and stuff like that. I heard M saying ‘unh hunh’, and ‘yeah’, and suddenly I heard my name. Someone was calling me from the back of the room. “Zakiah, Zakiah”, and I told M, my God, someone is calling me and the voice sounds like yours, again, he said ‘unh hunh’. After about ten or fifteen seconds of listening to my name I turned to address M, and I saw instead, a zombie at my side and Mohamed no where in sight.

You have never heard blood curdling screams that came out of me like that in all your life. The guy got scared, and said, ‘it’s fine, it’s okay, don’t be scared’, and then I turned to look behind me, and my husband and the neighbors were standing away, laughing like ijjets! OMG!

That was the first and the last time I went near a haunted house. I don’t know how I got out of that place, and got home. I have never been more scared in my life.

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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8 Responses to Halloween Scare

  1. mrswrangler says:

    That sounds like something my husband would do too.

  2. sunsetdragon says:

    Oh how awful and i know it was all in fun but oh man-so frightening.

  3. Oh my! 😮 I would of screamed like you did AND peed my pantaloons!!!
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  4. That does sound like it would be scary.

  5. kaylar says:

    oh, dr. z, i am SO with you, re the scary thing. the Universe, in it’s infinite humor, has given me a mate that loves watching zombie movies. *sigh*

    • Zakiah says:

      Thank you for finding me here. I am sorry your husband likes to watch scary movies. I don’t even watch the commercials of those type of movies! 😦

  6. rudyhou says:

    i never enjoy the haunted house. as i never enjoyed being scared. period. this is why i don’t go to this sort of places or even watch horror films. i don’t even see the point of celebrating halloween or to wear a costume. yes, it’s official. i’m boring 🙂

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