“And above all,
watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you,
because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places.
Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Humpday VII

Hi everyone!
It's our seventh Haunted Humpday
of the season.

What are your plans for Halloween?
We are probably going to stop by our local zoo..
It's called Howl-O-Ween night
and it's filled with
spooky lighting, decorations, and best of all,
we get to see some of the animals that are nocturnal
while waiting in line for treats:)

I found this recipe on Facebook
& we're making it tomorrow night!!

So how much stock to you put into urban legends?
I know some people that truly and honestly 
believe them.
I think they're pretty fun, most of the time.
One of my favorites is the Bloody Mary story.
Most of you know the tale,
she goes by different names at times,
she was believed to be a witch,or a psychopath, 
or the victim of a terrible car accident.
Either way the ritual is the same..
A darkened room lit only by a few candles, a mirror
a few people with the need to see what shouldn't be seen..   
Everyone says her name three, thirteen or thirty times.
And she is supposed to appear behind you in the mirror.
When I was in school
A few of my friends convinced me to ditch.
We all went over to one of the girl's houses
 where the parents were at work.
I didn't know that the main objective to this
'field trip' was to play this particular game.
We all went into the bathroom
lit a small votive candle in a red glass container.
Then we began the chant.
Bloody Mary 
Bloody Mary
Bloody Mary
I do not remember who began to scream
But the door flew open and they all ran out
leaving me in the damn bathroom alone!
They were all huddled by the sofa
when I walked out.
They all swore that MY eyes had begun to turn red!
I tried telling them that it was most likely the candle container
reflection, but to no avail.
These dummies were convinced that I was turning into 
Bloody Mary!!

There was a local legend around school
that the tunnels underneath a certain part of town
were haunted by a monster of some sort....
Allegedly these tunnels were only reached by going down a steep wash
and the opening to this tunnel was supposed to be 9 feet in diameter.
People would whisper about how they had traveled down
into these tunnels with a friend once ( a friend no one had ever met) and that friend had disappeared,
never to be found again.

Well of course my band of friends wanted to go explore.
Did I go??
ugh, yup, I did.
It was a bit exciting 
we kept retelling different versions of the tale we had heard.
One was about a kid's head that had been
cut clean off by the scythe of a creature that was in a large chamber miles into the tunnel.
Another was about how there were water falls and large chasms that a person could
drop into and drown surrounded by the skeletons of all the kids
 that had ventured forth into the darkness.
After a long walk down a super steep
dirt covered path
and almost getting eaten by a group of feral cats and maniac ponies, haha
 We got to the opening...
 it was indeed very large at least six feet high
there was a small trickle of water dribbling out...
perfect, we decided who was going to go first, which was important..
and who was going to go last, which was even more important, and scarier.
There were four of us..
It was fine...at first.
Then we realized that a flashlight
would have been smart
not a book of matches...
heck, even a lighter would have been better.
Then, the water began to increase.
we had been walking for about half an hour..
the tunnel had been getting smaller and smaller
we were walking single file
and at first we just had our heads down 
but by this time we were 
hunched over.
and we only had six matches left.
As we were talking about how stupid we were
and how it was now past time to turn around we heard a noise
from up ahead.
Lots of water splashing and running...
and a voice
someone calling out in pain!!
sounded like a child to us...
we hurried onward
suddenly realizing that the complete darkness wasn't so dark anymore.
We entered a large room at least 12x12.
it looked like there were grates on the ceiling because there was a very dim
light coming through...
there actually was a waterfall coming from what looked like another tunnel on the far wall..
the floor of the room was just churning and roiling water.
We turned around and began running through the pitch dark tunnel...
no one spoke a word.
All I recall is being hunched over and running through a dark, splashy nightmare of a hallway for what seemed like hours.
We could eventually see a faint  glow coming from around a bend...
the exit!!! At last!!
The outside world was blinding.
It had become overcast while we were in there but it still hurt our eyes.
I'd never been so happy to be standing upright outside!
As we began our journey back through feral cat/maniac pony country,
we started to talk about why we became so frightened.
The cries of whoever we heard in the room had begun to sound like the cries
of an infant...
that's what scared Isabel and Chris..
Alex didn't hear a baby
She thought she saw something else.
she described a very tall figure in the darkest corner of the room..
at least 8 feet tall,
with extra long arms,
 ribs that were exposed,
 it had wild looking hair on a large skeletal head.
We laughed a bit at this and convinced her that it was a trick of the light, 
we'd been in the dark for so long that our nerves were jangled and our eyes
and ears were playing tricks on us.

I was terrified...
It was the exact same thing I had seen.

What absolutely ridiculous escapades did you go on as a kid??
I was 15 when this happened...my mother never found out...
thank all that is holy!!
She would have killed me.

This is it for today...
I'm not 100% better yet:(
Those of you waiting on a giveaway..
rest assured it's on it's way!!!

Have a witchy week!


  1. I'm sorry you are still feeling poorly. Maybe stuffing yourself with Halloween treats will make it a little better?

    I have many plans for Halloween. I'm arranging the town Trick-or-Treating on the day, and then having a birthday/Halloween party for the family (especially the three nieces) two days after. If I have time I would love to go to Tivoli Copenhagen - the only place somewhat nearby that does Halloween.

  2. I love your spooky stories! Here is my Haunted Humpday post.

  3. I really have no idea what we will be doing for Halloween and all the festivities, lately things are fly by the seat of our pants instead of things being planned. My decor is still not put up. My friends and I did the stupid mistake of putting a bible on the ouija board when we were young. I want to do a haunted humpday post on a haunted stretch of road were I grew up , it's taking a while to put together so that's a future post. I really do hope that you feel better soon.

  4. Gosh, I hope you feel better soon! At least you're well enough to enjoy some of the seasonal fun. Thanks for the recipe, I'm definitely going to try it!

  5. Wow, you certainly had an interesting childhood! I love your stories. The only scary thing I ever did was "ride" the tombstones in our church graveyard and that was just plain disrespectful, but loads of fun.

    So sorry you're still ill, hope you're feeling better soon.

    Happy Haunted Humpday!

    Here's my post: http://calamitousbotanicus.blogspot.com/2014/10/burt-and-lunar-eclipse.html

  6. Marfi, I love your stories. Our folk tales are spooky too! Most of them are.For example:

    Saci (pronounced: [saˈsi] or [sɐˈsi]) is a character commonly considered the best known character in Brazilian folklore. He is a one-legged black or mulatto youngster with holes in the palms of his hands, who smokes a pipe and wears a magical red cap that enables him to disappear and reappear wherever he wishes (usually in the middle of a dust devil). Considered an annoying prankster in most parts of Brazil, and a potentially dangerous and malicious creature in others, he nevertheless grants wishes to anyone who manages to trap him or steal his magic cap. However, his cap is often depicted as having a bad smell. Most people who claimed to have stolen this cap say they can never wash the smell away.

    Well,here is my contribution for this week:


    Thanks for looking!

  7. Thank you for another awesome post. You have the best spooky stories and I love the witchy graphic at the bottom! I want you to feel 100% better soon so get better please. My post will be a little late this week but I will have one up even if it's a picture of a broomstick! <3

  8. Good morning sweet Marfi! I remember these stories, and as I re-read it here, I did get a CHILL! Great memories of wild, yelling kids on Halloween. And I love the idea of going to the zoo to see the nocturnal creatures!!! Have a fabulous day, Anita

  9. Marfi, get well, my friend.I am keeping you in my prayers.Have a magical day!

  10. Hello kindred..another wonderful post...awesome! Sorry to hear you are not feeling well... wishing you massive sparkles and healing in whatever way you need!

  11. Do you still plan to go to the zoo on Halloween? Sounds like great fun! Your urban legends are great, too, Bloody Mary. ;)



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