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Fear, Itself

 By: Cameron King It’s the season of the witch, and over the month of October, I polled most of the HPCMS seventh graders, asking them one question: Who is the scariest monster? There were a myriad of answers, and from those answers I was able to track the one singular ruler of the fright fest, and it might not be who you expect. Starting with the very bottom of the list, we have the option that got zero votes.  That trophy must be sadly awarded to the Skeleton . Since no one tried to even vote for it, let alone give me a reason as to why they voted for it, I instead asked some people why the skeleton would get so few votes. The answer was unanimous: The Skeleton Dance. The old Halloween classic animation changed the reputation of the skeleton, separating them from the terror and bringing them into a sort of goofy light. Skeleton fans can celebrate, as this lovable mound of calcium has at least won our hearts. All right, now going up, we have the ones with one vote. Up first...

Scary Story Corner: The Beautiful Woman, Chapters 1 - 5

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The Beautiful Woman By Savannah Parker  Chapter 1: Heartbeat Ironically, it was sunny, a beautiful day. I woke up on the floor at a dim house, the light from outside shined through the large window, blinding me. I didn't remember anything from last night. As I forced my eyes open, I saw another person. She was still asleep on the couch. I felt jealous of her long brown curly hair and tan skin. I struggled to walk over to her; my legs felt weak; the soreness worsened as I walked closer and closer. When I arrived at the couch, there was an awful stench that caused my eyes to burn. I was too desperate to back away; I needed to get out of there. So I plugged my nose and walked, squinting. I tapped her; she didn’t budge. I shook her shoulder a little more forcefully. Again, she didn't budge. I didn’t even hear the slightest breath of her deep sleep. I tried to reject the thought, the thought you should know by now. Death. But how? Why? I backed away, scared, not noticing the glass v...