reply here with your best true halloween story. the winner will be anounced this friday. the mask will be shipped next week. the prize is this semi flawed h2 closet monster. it has a few dings here and there but will still make a good mask for your collection.tommy
sweet! I have just the story!
From as far back as I can remember, My family was blessed with the gift of belief. my grandmother, god rest her soul, was possibly the biggest believer I have ever known. On haloween, when the veil between this world and the otherworld was the thinnest, we wouldnt trick or treat, we would search. My gramma and grampa would take their old gray chevy station wagon and me and my mom and brother would follow. We would venture out in search of local ghost stories, and all sorts of things. On Halloween night we would always look for Abigail West, the local witch legend of Glens Falls. her story was the most interesting to my gramma. We would go to her known resting place, the remains of her old house. We would ask questions and my gramma would sit in the car drinking her coffee. Sometimes we would be lucky asnd catch things, but most times we wouldnt, we would just have fun and enjoy ourselves. One Halloween we decided to go out extra late, during the witching hour. My gramma, warm in her jammies, dared me to go up to the chimney. I was scared and young, but I did it for her. When I reached the chimney i felt an odd warmth, like the fire of a well lit fireplace. I smelled the smoke, i felt the heat of the burning embers. I never saw Abigail. i never heard her spirit speak, only felt and smelled her fire. I suddenly felt calm, and the warmth died down. i went back to the car and told the story to my family, who thankfully believed every detail. We would continue this adventure for years until my gramma became ill and it was just too hard for her to make it into the car. Eventually, just a few days before hey birthday one year, she passed away. they think it was cancer, but she left us peacefully. But when my gramma left us, she left behind the love and adventure of believing that we all adored so much. the Halloween spirit that kept us wanting more. We dont have her anymore in the physical form, But we carry on the tradition and go out when the moon is the fullest, or when the veil is the thinnest, and we search. Even if we find nothing, when Samhain comes, we search. We search for ghosts, we search for ghouls and goblins, witches and monsters. But most importantly, we search for her. My gramma, who is strangley lucky now that she knows the truth about it all, watches over us, and its because of her that we ciontinue searching. I asked her once long ago why she believed so much. She told me, “Live to believe, because believing makes life that much more fun”.
Maybe not totally a halloween story, but regardless Im happy to have shared it with you all. Good luck to everyone else =]
thanks tommy
~travis.
Here’s an ok Halloween story, and a memory I’ll cherish forever. 
About 12 years ago, I had two friends stay over around Halloween to play some video games, mostly Mortal Kombat 4 and Turok: The Dinosaur Hunter. I should note that I was only eight years old, my parents are divorced but I was living with my mom and two brothers, each brother being around ten years older than me. They were both away, so us kids pretty much had full reign over the house. This goes on until about two in the morning, where, in my bedroom, we begin to notice this glassy, clinking sound coming from somewhere across my house. It’s dark, we’re young, so we ignore it and turn up the tv. The sound is persistent, maybe even louder. Suddenly, a rhythm forms in the noise. A very familiar rhythm. It’s the most terrifying music in the world: John Carpenter’s Halloween theme. We look at each other, and I can tell they’re thinking the same things I am. One, my mom’s too nice to pull this, and two, my brothers aren’t home. A scrape drags across the door, and we back into the far corner of my bedroom. The door cracks. We see a flash of a white face and one dark eye before one of my friends rushes the door, closing it. We hear a laugh, and a knife slides between the door frame and door. We scream, and a large stocky man bursts into the room and points his knife at us, huddled in the corner. The man says my name, then rips his mask off. It’s my damn brother. “Happy Halloween,” he says.
By the way, he didn’t use a real knife, but in the mind of an eight year old it looked real enough. My brothers are the reason I love horror. Oh, and we met and killed the Campaigner in Turok that night.
this is easy cause i have a crazy story so here we go…well one halloween i was michael myers obviously so im just walking down my street and had a jc knife that someone had on ebay that i purchased,so i was just walking when i bump into this one dude and his little punkie buddies and then they see my knife and start freaking out.Apparently they thought it was real cause they tryed to beat me up and said i was stupid for carrying a real knife and some other crap like that lol.So obviously i start to run back to my house because i didnt want to be beat up you know,and 5 guys against one is just a situation where you know you need to get your ass out of there if you know what i mean.So anyways im running for my life and finnaly i was almost at my house when unfortunately i knock down this little girl who i didnt see and her mom with her whips out her phone and calls the police and tells them some crazy prick maniac in a mask attacked her daughter,and im like wtf??? and because i didnt want to go to jail with the popo i run down an alley or backway to my house so that they wouldnt track me down at my home,so after all that i sprint in my house and change into more comfty clothes and just to relax i pop in the one,the only,the classic HALLOWEEN and today i kind of just sit back and laugh at everything that happened that night.
One halloween 2 years ago I had dressed up as Dr. Satan from house of a thousand corpses. I had a hospital gown on covered in blood rubber gloves covered in blood I wore a pair of boots that made me about 6’4 the costume was seriously wicked looking. Me and some family of mine were walking downtown where most of the halloween action was going on well every child I passed they would scream and run away some running out in the middle of the road were cars were passing by so eventually a police officer came up to me and made me take off all of the costume and said it was causing to many problems and he had complaints about it being way to gorey and it was scaring children away from there parents or whatever. I was really upset but also enjoyed knowing my costume was that awesome =) anyway after that had happen me and a few friends of mine road up to this old grave on top of a mountain there was a little house beside it I guess the maintence house for the graveyard. The lights were always on inside of it no matter what time a day for awhile we thought someone lived in it so we go and start looking around it which was a mistake because when we reached the back there was seriously four coffins lined up behind the building we all flipped shit also there was these old old stretchers in the basement and the smell down there in it was horrifying it was a very creepy moment also I got pulled to the side and got to be in a haunted house that night because of my awesome costume and actually didnt get in trouble for scaring people. 
Alright, I have a try =D
In Sweden, halloween isn’t a big widespread custom like in the states, mostly people in the upper teens having an excuse to have a costume party. Instead we have All saints day on the first of november. Anyhow, I was in the 5th or 6th grade and the class decided we would have a halloween party with our teacher as the supervisor. My head started spinning and going on about what costume I would have because this was a big thing for my class. Suddenly I remembered having watched scream a few month back at my friends house and I wasn’t really allowed to watch that movie. To be honest i got really scared by it. Anyhow, now with my mind set on the perfect (in my 5th grade mind) costume, the ghostface. I nagged my mom and dad to death for a few days before they took me to the local toystore. Once there I found it, the mask. I can’t remember what brand or anything like that, and to this day I still have it back in my old room @ my parents house. Anyways, they bought me the mask and mom helped me putting together the robe which she actually made me make only with her guidance. The party was great and I got the award for best costume which made me extremely happy!
When I got home I was still full of energy and I didn’t feel like sleeping at all… so I got the not so great idea that I should scare my sister which was sleeping in her bed. So I went as silently as I could up to what my parents though was my room but I went in to my sisters room instead. I started whispering her name until she woke up and then she screamed from the top of her lungs. I though it was a blast, my parents didn’t and told me off BIG time.
All in all this was the story on my first real halloween and my first costume which made this so memorable. My sister swore to get revenge on me, but till this day she hasn’t I think she forgott about it haha. Hope you enjoyed the read =D
Oh BTW this thread will be awesome when it get flooded with great halloween stories! Cheers
Very kind of you to do Tommy.
This was back in 2008 about 2 days before Halloween.
I was at work with my dad who is a finance manager at a car dealership so keep in mind that a car dealership is where this all took place. 
I had my Death Studios Barlow mask and hands and a huge black trench coat in my car so I decided I was going to scare a family friend of ours.
So when he went outside to smoke I snuck into his office and just waited for about 5 minutes in the dark. When he was coming back it just so happened to be that almost all of the sales people were in the same hall as his office…so my dad tells them all very quietly to watch.
In order to open his door you have to punch in the code with a keypad so when I heard the beep of those keys I was trying so hard not to laugh. Haha
So I was crouched down looking up and when he opened that door I stood up real fast and growled ( He is 5’5 and I’m 6’4 with my boots on) 
When I jumped up he froze and screamed so loud and then sprinted past everyone in the hall and took off running to the showroom floor screaming with his arms flailing and legs kicking! Every customer there ran up to him to him asking what was wrong.
Needless to say it was the best scare I have ever done. We all laughed so hard and I just thought to myself ‘This is what Halloween is all about.’ 
Hope you guys enjoyed my little story.
Good luck to everyone and Happy Halloween. 
Ok heres a couple crazy ones…
1)So when I was like 15 me and my buddies we out scaring smaller kids. We were in my pool parking lot and I got in this kids face with my Micheal costume and he was freaked out so he ran home accross the street of we he lived. His mom came out and said HEY!! i just stared at her for 20 solid seconds and she along with the kid scampered into the house. After that I ran home changed real fast and came back to the park. Not 2 mins later a state trooper pulls up and says have you guys seen a man In a mask running around we all said no and he drove away searching the neighborhood.
Me and a couple of my buddies like to go out and scare people after we do the haunted house we make in my back yard. It was fairly late and we live in a subdivision with a bike/walking trail running in front of it next to a main road. Being that there is a giant hill, bushes and trees next to the walking trail it is very easy to get people there, so its like 10 o’clock and there is lady walking by herself so when she walked by I hoped out in my Michael costume and she sreamed and I ran away. I didn’t think anything of it but just a scare so 2 months down the road at a HOA (home owners association) meeting that my parents went to. Halloween was brought up and the lady i scared was there and said ‘‘a mysterious man in a white mask poped out of the bushes basically gave ma heart attack. I fell down because when I saw the white mask I thought it was a rapist!!’’ I laughed my ass off when my parents told me that I was the cause of that. I was 16 at the time.
Just last year at the age of 17 I was walking on the path in front of my street by my neighborhood and I was scaring people in there cars as they pulled into the neighborhood. I got a few you have your typical easy going people that enjoy that type of thing then you have your assholes that take everything serious and cant have fun lol. So this volvo wagon type thing pulls in and the sees me. All I see inside the car is the cabin lights turn on and 2 little boys pop there heads up and are screaming hysterically, im saying to myself mission accomplished!!. Then all of a sudden I see break lights and I’m like damn so I walk away slow like michael would and there dad gets out and starts screaming HEY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!! and starts walking after me. So me being the person I am instead of running away I think to myself how scared would he be if i walked towards him. So there is like 50 yards in between me and this guy so when I stopped to turn around he stopped also when I walked slowly towards him he freaked when I got near him. He hopped back in his car and speed away. And i heard him say when he was getting back in the car LETS GET OUT OF HERE YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT FREAKS LIKE THAT ARE GONNA DO!!
All these story’s make me think of myself playing MIchael Myers awesome!!!
way back in 1995 my best friend was 16 I was 15 and we had my house to ourselves. It was a night we got the “bright” idea to drop some acid. Now my friend really did not like horror movies (fightens easy) but, I loved them my whole life. But, I also knew he absolutely HATED clowns. So me being the great friend I put in Stephen Kings It. Part way through the movie we started to really feel it. But, I still had the idea in my head…upstairs in the attic I have some glow-in-the-dark makeup. So while he is staring at the tv in fear I sneak off. I go up put on the make-up and start making little noises and an occasional crazy clown laugh. After a little bit I hear him get up calling out my name. He comes to the bottom of our narrow attic steps…I make my best insane smile with the glowing make-up on and start flying down the steps. He actually did not scream/get mad/…he curled up in a ball in the corner - mouth open but no sound and eyes as wide as they could be -and shaking. The most priceless face of fear, him only seeing a glowing clown face coming at him! I lost it at that point and had to first laugh then apologize because he said he “pooped alittle”. 
Now this is in morning hours at this point - in a few more hours he had to be at work at a food joint. After he had admitted he “lost control of himself” I had to take it easy for the rest of the night/morning. So we watched comedies to cheer him up. A little before seven he left to go to work (yes we were still feeling it). Not a half hour later he came back and asked to use my phone all out of breath. He calls off work. I kept asking him what happened, an accident, what? He calms down and tells me…“I was driving to work…came up by the auto dealership…and a f*!king clown came out and waved at me!” I busted up again and had to tell him. At the dealership for a couple weeks an employee dressed up as a clown holding balloons and waving at the passing cars. A promo for Halloween-time thing. Perfect “iceing on the cake” that I couldn’t/didn’t plan. He did not care at that point… he was NOT going by there!!!
Thank you for doing this contest! Good luck and great stories evryone!
Well, one Halloween about 5 years ago my friend and i decided to dress up as ninjas and just walk around the neighborhood, scaring people, and visiting friends. Well, eventually we decide to go into a super market to buy some stuff before heading back out. As we are there, four cops come around the corner with guns drawn. They take off our masks and recognize us, both of us were part of a local Police Explorer program. We get walked out into the parking lot and our info is taken. Since neither of us were 18, and my friend’s parent were in another state, my dad had to be called to take custody of us. As we are waiting for my Dad we start talking to the cops, mind you we all knew each other, and it turns out the store manager called the police and said we were : A) currently robbing the supermarket and B) we were armed with weapons…thus the reason the cops had their weapons drawn. Well, when my Dad got there we were all joking around about what happened and we were let go. But, since they were called and we knew better we both got a summary offense for disorderly conduct, which carried a $150 fine…for those that don’t know, it would be comparable to a speeding ticket. The next day we took a trip to the District Justice’s office and paid the fine. It was probably the most exciting Halloween I ever had, and most expensive. Now that I’m about to graduate college and enter the Police Academy, I still talk with the cops that responded to the supermarket and we still joke about what happened that night. And still to this day it remains the most expensive story I have, lol.
UPDATE: Just found my summons that was issued by the officer. In the nature of offense portion it says,“Defendant, with intent to cause public alarm, annoyance, entered a retail establishment, Weis Markets, in ninja outfits, intending to be threatening in appearance, a hazardous act serving no legitimate purpose.” LOL
once not long ago a dress as michael myers and went out and about causing terror to people every where. as i walked down the street there was my first victum on the seat as i walked torws her she fled into her house screaming SOMEONE HELP ME HES GOING TO KILL ME then i walked away from the crime seen later that night i seen a lady walking her dog down the street as i stood in the shadows her dog stated barking at me .the lady let her dog loose to see wat it was braking at right as the dog came close i jumped out the dog ran away in terror the lady stood there looking at my face she took two steps back then she stated runing i stated chasing her then i seen that there was a car coing she ran torws the car and said to the man PLEASE HELP ME HE KILLLED MY DOG . the man got out the car and took a shot gun out of his trunk and said where is he she over there by that time i made my move to aother spot in the shadows then the man said il take you home the lady cried and i MY DOG MY DOG WHERES MY DOG THEN AS I WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE a cop car was there and said did you see a man with a mask on around here the lady said YES HES WAS OVER HERE. HE KILLED MY DOG then i told myself i got to get out of here as the cop car left i made my move to my house as i took off my coveralls a cop was at my door i open the door yes officer he said there a guy out here dressed as michael myers im going around the naberhood waring every one to lock there doors two night this man killed a dog lol i said omg really thanks officer the perfect crime lol
Well it was awhile back and my mom and dad had been giving out candy and my mom was like some bad day at the spa lady. And my dad was mostly in the house
and he decided to play the Halloween theme. And I would say after he did that people heard it very clearly and I guess the small kids heard it and then they were
scared to even get close to my house cause they heard the theme. So there for I think the Halloween theme is VERY creeping to the young.
Heres a good one last year I attempted to polish of a 24 while watching the horror marathon, and passed out in the middle of h2. Wasn’t very eventful but fun! 
My story takes place on Halloween 1981, it was a saturday. I was 8 years old. I very excited about this Halloween because there was no school which meant halloween fun all day and i get to stay up late. What made it even better was that my mom was going to take my brother and I to trick or treat in my cousin’s neighborhood in Bayside NY. I grew up in a co-op building, so trick or treating up to that point was going to my grandma’s and then going to all the neighbor’s in the building. I had NEVER gone house to house in the suburbs, so I was very stoked to go trick or treat in my cousins area which looked just like Haddonfield!
I was an indian chief that year, home made costume. I thought i was cool beans. Had a great time, trick or treat lasted from like noon to sundown. That was followed by a pizza party, bobbing for apples, total Halloween fun. My brother and I came home with two sacks full of goodies. So we get back home and my mother runs into a neighbor in front of the building, so they stop and talk. My brother and I start going through our candy bags, junking stuff we didn’t like such as Mary Janes and sucking candies. All of a sudden I reach in my bag and pull out an apple, and in a very bratty move, I thrown the apple down in disgust. (kids want candy for petes sake! lol)
The apple smashes on the floor and breaks in half and sticking through one half is a three inch nail!!! my mom and her friend stood slack jawed for a moment and it took me a second to realize it too. My mom’s then reaction is to yell at my brother and I to get upstairs, like we did something wrong. She confiscated our candy and left the apple and nail on the table for my dad to see when he got home. He came home in a bad mood as always, yelled at my mom for taking us to another neighborhood to trick or treat and threw our loot in the trash. Thanks God my grandma had halloween goodie bags for us!
After several phone calls and days of suspicion my mother finally came to the conclusion that my older cousin was responsible for the apple, although he still said he was innocent lol. That was for sure the most insane halloween I had growing up, but now that I look back on it that whole incident is part of American halloween lore that is long gone…for better or worse!
-Evan
When I was much younger, a few mates and I went Trick or Treating round my neighbourhood (England)(well not the whole of England, just Teddington). It was a nice cold October evening, had a few results and a big bag of sweets, we were on a buzz. We called at a few more houses and got more sweets and played a few tricks, then we worked our way up a front garden to the door and knocked… nothing… we knocked again… nothing, so we rapped on the window and out of curiosity (nosiness) we peered through the window to see if anyone was about… What we saw scared the life out of us and we ran.
We looked through the window and saw a stone alter set up in the middle of the room, with a pentacle painted on the wall with a goats skull hanging in the middle of it and red silky drapes over the walls. It felt like we had just interrupted a Satanic ritual! We all ran home shaking and scared…
In hindsight we probably just saw someone’s Halloween party and they had just done the best looking deco I remember seeing… Still it was scary!
Cheers,
Simon.
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Very festive and nice of you Tommy !
This is a true story, I know it sounds like a movie but I swear it’s true.
Back in the 1990’s my family and I lived in a house where weird stuff was always going on. Things mysteriously disappearing, shadows in the hallway, knocking on doors etc. In 1992, I will never forget it because it happened on Halloween Eve very early in the morning. I worked at a restaurant called Souplantation and had to be there very early around 5 am every day. The morning of Halloween Eve 1992 I was having trouble waking up and felt like I couldn’t breathe. I had a feeling of terror and panic inside me and my heart was racing to say the least. It was raining profusely and I remember thinking, “I’m going to die and I will never hear the rain again”. Anyway as I came out of my sleep, there was a woman on top of me that I could just make out. I will not forget her as long as I live. She was from the turn of the century era wearing a maroon dress with white lace. Her dirty blonde hair was up in a bun, but messy. She was very angry and she was strangling me. Oh my God the way she was staring at me, I mean really staring at me! I was terrified to say the least and seriously could not breathe as I struggled to get her off of me. My mind was racing and I remember trying to call for help which I couldn’t do either. This lasted for about 10-20 seconds. She disappeared and I sprung out of bed like you can’t believe. It was like 4 am at the time and dark out so I immediately turned on my bedroom light.
Well to make it even stranger we had a friend from Riverside staying with us that week. She was sleeping on the living room couch. At about 4:30 am I was trying to be quiet, grabbing my coat and Penny, who was our friend, woke up and she said to me…and I quote “Nick, did you forget something”? I was like…No I’m so sorry I woke you. She said “No, but I already said goodbye to you and told you to have a nice day at work. I had a conversation with you and you left”. I didn’t think too much of it at the time, I thought maybe she had dreamed it or something but here is the kicker! Later that day when I got home around 2 pm, the land lord was at the house because our toilet had backed up and wouldn’t flush at all. To make a very long story short, he pulled 4 pieces of jewelry from the toilet that was from the turn of the century era!!! My Dad was at work, but my Mom was like WTF is this? She had a daycare and thought one of the kids did it at first. But the jewelry was rusted and old. I told her my story of what had happened when I was waking up that day and she almost fell over. I think my Mom still has the jewelry and Penny our friend drove back to Riverside that day…lol. This was all just a bit too weird for her.
I will never forget that. We had a LOT of strange happenings at that house, but this was on Halloween Eve…. True story.
Nick
Everyone’s entitled to one good scare! That’s fantastic!! 
Tommy that is a beautiful mask I must say and a very noble thing for you to do, and hope to be able to find a home for it over my fireplace where my Killer from you once rested. Got a few stories pertaining to my exploits playing Michael Myers on Halloween lol. Enjoy
Michael Vs The Frankenstein Monster…
The first took place in 1996, I was Dressed in my custom 95 DP The Mask fairly smaller and tighter on my tiny mellon than my DP 85. It was dingy and dirty looking and I had embellished the features to make it resemble the hero mask more and tweaked the eye cuts a bit as well. My father took my sister and I to a Haunted Woods attraction the next county over. We pretty much spent the whole night visiting haunted houses and places getting kicks. We were in a fairly decent haunted forest at this particular point. We had just rounded a corner and there was a pretty ingenious Frankenstein’s monster and laboritory setup. Now mind you when I dress up in character I do not deviate from the character mindframe until my mask comes off. I am walking past a huge slab table with a form covered by a sheet on it. When I get next to it I hear gears click and suddenly this table springs to the upright possition and a 6 and half foot Frankenstein monster (pretty convincing one I might add) comes growling, moaning, and shambling toward my sister and I. My sister freaks out and makes a break for the exit. I ignore the monster as though I am deaf and blind and continue walking my best Dick Warlock impression. The monster jumps up and down and starts screaming and lunging at me. I continue to walk undisturbed. I have a real stainless steel butcher knife that I took a grinder to and filed down the edge and rounded, and rounded the tip rendering it harmless. I walk about another twenty steps and by this point the monster is standing confused behind me and I don’t see it but, he picks up a pine cone and throws it hitting me in the back of my head. I take 2 more steps and stop standing completely still for about 8 to 10 seconds. Then turn my head and look at the ground behind me and see the pine cone. I turn the rest of my body and stare up at the monster then and glare at him, visibly tightening my grip on the butcher knife. I glare at him for about another 8 to 10 seconds and I notice this man is slowly inching backwards away from me. I cock my head to the side in typical Myers tradition then straighten my head, raise the butcheknife and start trudging menacingly toward him. I’m only 5’9" but body language and actions tell volumes about intentions sometimes. The monster started yelling at his comrads in the haunted house with him, “Jesus Christ almighty guys, he’s real! Help! HELP! He’s gonna get me!” The monster turns and runs out of sight into the woods. After that occured I didn’t get to see what the rest of the actors were doing in their scenes as they were all just standing around whispering to each other in their costumes staring at me when I walked by. My sister was embarrassed about it to begin with, but started laughing at how I scared them and not the other way around. My dad got a big laugh out of it as well when my sister related the story to him. Must have made an impression as they never did another haunted woods there again after that lol.
Michael Myers: I know what you did last Halloween…
Bare with me our next story wasn’t as exciting by far but gives me a good laugh every time I think about it. It took place the following year of the above incident. 1997 I know what you did last summer was in theaters. My father first drove me to the local mall and I went to the music store there to purchase The Sex Pistols: Filthy Lucre Live album. This was around the time I first started seeing explicit lyrics warnings appearing on cds. I went in in full costume same as the year before in Dick Warlock mode. My dad was dressed like Dr. Loomis, bald head goatee and he walks with a cane due to a leg injury. He was wearing a khaki trench coat too he waited in the car. I grabbed the cd and approached the counter. A beautiful brunette girl that looked to be in her early twenties was jockeying the register. She smiled nervously and scanned the cd. It threw up a message to her and she said she had to card me. She said do you have your ID? I just stared blankly at her and she asked me if I understood her. I said nothing and cocked my head to the side to give the impression I was studying her neckline. She tightened her jaw and gulped really loud and hit a few buttons on the till and told me the total, I was breathing heavy by this point. I reached in my pocket and I had fake blood all over my hands and my knife this year and pulled out about 35 dollars in wadded up fake blood covered bills and dropped them on the counter. She picked through and pushed the rest back to me and said here you gave me too much you keep this. I walked out and left her with the change on my bills which was about 2 or 3 dollars and some odd coins pretending I didn’t understand her or care. I told my dad and he chuckled a bit and said one day someone is gonna take you serious and shoot you. After this we visited his cousin in the projects and I stood outside her house for the 2 hours we were there. All the neighborhood hoolligans dared not venture out but decided instead to stay indoors glimpsing the Boogeyman instead through parted shades in their front windows. My dad waited there visiting till time for our showing of I know what you did last Summer. It was the next to last showing that night. When I walked in the lobby of the theater there was a group of about 6 late teens early twenties guys standing around talking. As I walk past them one of them steps toward me and says cool costume man. I acted like I didn’t hear him to begin with and took a few more steps forward before I finally stopped. I stood motionless for about 6 or 7 seconds then turned my head and looked at him. He and his friends had all stopped talking by this point. I turned the rest of my body to face him and cocked my head to the side. He backed up and said what the f*&k! I started to walk toward him but my dad grabbed my shoulder and said No Michael lets go. We walked away and went into the screening room. I didn’t watch the movie it sucked and I was having more fun turning my head to look at everyone that was sitting in front of me turning around and watching me. I made a guy scream out that was sitting in front of me cause he turned around to look at me then turned back around when I looked at him. I leaned forward and got my face right next to him, he turned back around and I was right up in his face. He let out a high pitched scream and threw his drink in his date’s lap. She jumped up and started nagging at him till he finally got up to leave. Lol
Dressing as Michael Vs Dressing as Jason for Halloween…
Now I’ve worked a haunted house every year except last year since October of 2000. That first year in 2000 I dressed as Jason. There are more practical applications bordering on strategy as to why I dress more as Jason for Halloween than Michael. All of them derived from my experiences working in these Haunted houses. The first year I dressed as Jason I was punched in the face by a fist the size of a baseball glove. I escaped with whiplash and nothing more. In the 3 weeks working there I had one woman start feeling me up and rubbing her butt in my groin. I enjoyed this But the next 3 years no feel copping milfs. 
Jason has more free reign as far as character mechanics are concerned, if you are fleshy human Jason you are able to run to your victims, which makes for a more genuine scare. And if you are like me and insist that you always wear a fiberglass hock you have facial armor for when a hero decides to knock you out or some poor girl gets the pee scared out of her. Which also adds to the effect when they hit you and you crack your neck and shrug off the damage and lunge toward them again Micheal is scarey in a creepy way if applied correctly. You have to have a sense of timing, and forebodding menace that translates through the latex, he is far more difficult to pull off than Jason believably anyway. For one thing its easier to make grunts and sounds through the vent holes of the hockey mask than through the latex of a Shatner mask. No matter how much I try to adjust for this I always end up sounding like Beaker from The Muppet Show. Michael is slower and therfore you have to be more creative with your scares its almost an art and takes time to perfect. For the more adult crowds anyway, even some of the younger crowd are getting harder to give a genuine scare to. But when you do manage to make that really good scare you have no defense for your face when that fist comes at your noggin. The second year I played Myers at a Haunted House I sustained a concusion lol didn’t get knocked out but definately had a harder time shrugging that one off. Michael also has something that Jason is lacking in terms of the ladies and that thing is sex appeal. Every year since that first year working the Haunted House scene I took notice of something that I found intriuging. The guy playing Michael always got less scares which was fine by me playing Jason as we normally had competitions to see who could make the first client piss themselves, and then who could make the most clients piss themselves. The winner always getting free drinks and bragging rights at the after party But I also noticed the ladies working the haunted house and the customers that hung out like our groupies always flocked around the guy Dressed as Michael. This kinda pissed me off in the long run as I always supplied the actor playing Myers with his costume. And I could just imagine him cheesing it under that latex looking right at me with an arm around 2 or 3 girls and giving me that big shit eating grin, silently thanking me for the good fortune. I finally had enough of it the year I got my first indie Myers mask my Killing Machine. I said to myself now its my turn to shine. Sure enough theres at least one in every crowd if not one in every other crowd that gets flirtatious instead of getting scared, gets wet instead of wetting herself. This adds for a lot of conflict if they happen to have dragged their boyfriend or husband along with them but if you hold out long enough you’ll find that one special one thats single that wants to take advantage of you just as bad as you want to take advantage of her. Maybe she wants to even more than you do. It took me 3 years and a lot of patience as well as disappointment before I finally ran into her. It was the year I got my Warlock. The costume was excellent not exactly screen accurate, but realistic and beautiful. Genuine work had been put into it, 4 years of genuine work in the making applying real gunshot wounds, and quarts of fake blood, layers of different colors of fake blood to give it a unique effect. Everything about it was custom, right down to the smell it exuded. I had not once washed it in 4 years since I had started on it, still haven’t to this day. Mostly to preserve the effects year after year but also I have an ideal when it comes to my costumes. Someone smelling like Drakar or Curves running at you with a machete isn’t nearly as scarey to me in my mind as someone smelling like death and wafting of body odor and blood coming at you in the same respect or with a butcher knife. I always want the experience to seem as real to my customers as I can as genuine as I can manage. Makes the payoff much more appreciated. And olfactory senses provide for an overall more pleasing effect when a disgusting odor is promenent and accompanied by gore and good timing and correct body language, it translates more effectively to the customer in terms of where their mind is at when they start thinking it might be real as no normal person would want to smell that way, only a lunatic would let themselves go like that. Its a subtle effect but very very useful. I showed up for my post just half an hour before sunset, we always started at dark. I didn’t need much preparation. Just change into the coveralls have my buddy coat me in fresh blood leaking from the Bullet holes, smear some blood on my hands and wait for it to dry, then put on my mask. Easy enough get a few good scares and build rappore with the ladies 
well I didn’t expect in all the time I was there I would have run into a girl like her. She was eyeballing me like a piece of meat when she came through my room, She had black and pink hair and was dressed as a goth cheerleader. I was cheesing it at her sex appeal when she came through but once the run was over I stepped out the back door for a smoke break. She was peeing in the woods back behind the house lol. I stood there momentarily and made up my mind to go back inside when she turned and smiled at me. She said,“Well fancy that I was kinda hoping you would walk back here and find me. Well prince you’ve seen my princess, now it’s my turn.” Before I know it she is groping my junk and smiling. I was looking around cause I knew my boss and buddies were headed back here too. She unzips my coveralls at the bottom pulls the zipper up and removes captain howdy from my boxers. She pets me gently and I start to pull my mask off, but she says," No, I don’t want to see your face. Just those beautiful eyes staring at me through that mask." She got down on her knees and…I’m pretty sure you can all guess fairly accurately where it goes from here… Each time I try to talk and suggest moving the show to my vehicle away from public view she bites down on me. This prevented me from doing more than just standing there enjoying myself. Right after she tops me off which took no more than 5 minutes I’m sorry to say as she really knew what she was doing. She says, " So thats what the Boogeyman sounds like when he’s happy." And she keeps teasing me with her tongue right about then my boss walks in and well needless to say there I stand with my pants down and a beautiful hottie kneeling down with my junk jammed in her mouth and I’m flailing my arms around mumbling like Beaker trying unconvincingly to explain it’s not what it looks like. My buddies are all covering their mouths and giggling stiffling their laughter and my boss’s jaw hits the floor agape. Needless to say I was kicked out after the girl left and my boss chewed my ass about how he can’t believe the level my depravity has finally sank to and this is no kind of behaviour to exhibit around any person. My buddy wearing my Jason outfit just grinned really big and told the boss, "Awe sounds like someones jealous " He was kicked out too. The rest of the night was spent bar hopping and recieving about 25 free jagerbombs and 2 pitchers of beer from different admirers buying me drinks and drinks for Jason lol. That has to be my king of kings story I have kept to myself for 3 years. I met my soon to be ex wife around the following year. I Started dressing as jason when I met her to stop the flirting from taking place. Up until this last saturday I sold all my masks to support her through school with the exception of my joker mask, my fibrosport elite goalie mask, and my homemade scarecrow mask to fund her through school till she got her grant money in. Then find out she’s sharing her lunch with a man she goes to school with and buying food for him with the money I give her to eat with and complaining to me that I wasn’t giving her enough. Needless to say a situation took place and we are now sepparated and here I sit halfway through the month with no costume ready kicking myself in the ass for being so blind. I just want another Halloween like the ones I had before, really hoping and praying for one like the story I just related to you all above to get my mind out of the gutter. Regardless, I wish everyone a happy Halloween and hope to be able to have one myself again. Cheers and thanks Tommy.