User blog comment:CrashingCymbal/Halloween Writing Competition 2013/@comment-24078204-20131021192950

What happened this night pretty much shocked me for the rest of my life. After this night, I still have thoughts about the pitch black eyes, the odd VHS tape, and the television in my grandmother's room..

On October 31, 2012, I had originally planned to go to a party in Modesto with a group of friends. Surprisingly, this was the night my grandmother and dad were going to this drawing in Reno (I think it was a drawing, or I believe it was a show for these two comedians named Cheech and Chong). My 25 year old cousin Aaron had asked my grandmother if she could babysit, so she put me in charge of doing it. I had agreed, but the fact that I couldn't go to the party still killed me.

Before leaving, my grandmother had bitched about locking the doors, making sure there was enough food, etc.. After she left, I left the two kids alone in my grandmother's room. I was surprised that there were no kids ringing on the doorbell considering the fact that it was already 8:30 on Halloween night, but I had just let the kids go into her room while I continued to grab a handful of a candy for myself. There was only this old Sony television in her room, and she had about 98 or 97 channels available. The kids whined about watching one of my old Sesame Street VHS tapes, or Rush Hour 2. I let them watch an episode or two of Spongebob for a while as I was texting my friend Mateo about details from the party. They continued to whine about watching a VHS tape, so I popped in Rush hour 2 and left the room. 20 minutes had passed, and screams, horrible painful screams that I still remember, came from the bedroom.

Something, and I don't remember what, had forced me into that room.. I don't know what it was, but it still gets me thinking. The door instantly opened, and what I saw.. was something that has stuck to me.

The two kids staring at the old TV screen with a blank expression. Kaleigh's orange pumpkin shirt and blue, flower jeans were replaced with a white nightgown, and Julian's black Monster Trucks shirt with some board shorts were replaced with a white hospital gown.. I don't know what had happened, but the television had shown a Windows 98 computer on the screen. The cursor going around in a circle with a strangle soundtrack playing lightly in the background.. The desktop background, as I remember, was a pitch black screen with this text from a strange message that I believe is Arabic

ورشيب ث هورنس.

This didn't make sense to me, but as I research these words, I continue to find the translation "Worship the Horns."

Tilting her head towards me, Kaleigh began to mumble a series of unknown words I honestly could not translate. I just remember her pointing to a wooden cross across the bedroom. Her eyes, a more darker shade that I had seen before. All I could say was that they were pitch black, COMPLETELY BLACK.

After this went on for a while, I still remember not being able to move. The images on the screen.. Not only the Arabic words, but images of various pictures of my mother and father, a dark picture of me and my dad at Disneyland, a picture of my grandpa and grandma both holding my dad as an infant.. They were all burning on the screen, being replaced by pure static. This had disturbed me the most. I wasn't sure if the kids saw the images, but I didn't notice the surroundings at all. A few minutes later, everything had suddenly stopped. The television turned off, the lights off. Pure darkness.

"Michael, can we watch the tape?" Kaleigh had suddenly said in her normal voice. She pulled out a VHS tape with a Kodak Logo printed onto it. To this day as I write this, October 21, I am confused by the events that have occurred, and I will continue to research more details from this true, unfortunate story.

But there was more from that night.. Watching the VHS tape, I remember seeing my own mother sitting in a chair, a white background, as a hand had continued to dig their hands in her auburn hair. The look on her pretty much creeped me out. A look that simply said 'help me.' This seemed like it was filmed in the early or mid 90s because she still had her old hair. A figure in the back of her picked up a marker and wrote down the words "Halloween requires a spot in Hell." I can't really get much from this tape sadly.. I just remember it freezing on a still image of various hands on her forehead. No sound at all.. Can anyone just explain what the hell this means?

If anyone has experienced something similar to this, can you reply? I'm just afraid that I'll end up experiencing this again..

I'm scared of what this Halloween may hold..

I thought I was hallucinating, but at that moment, I had realized that everything was actually happening.