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The Lights

When I was young, I used to sleep in my mother’s bed a lot due to the nightmares I frequently had as a kid. I could always find peace under the covers of my mom’s bed but I now realize the actual comfort had come from the lights. Though still foggy in my memory, there had always been a pair of two lights somewhere near the ceiling of my moms room; I never thought much of them, at least nothing bad of course, they were comforting, soothing, warm. I began depending on these lights, so much that when there didn’t show (only on rare occasions), I couldn’t help feeling distraught and never got a good sleep. I never investigated the lights, perhaps if I had I wouldn’t be in the situation I am now. Eventually I got older and gradually stopped sleeping in my mom’s room. The nightmares stopped and I had relatively forgotten about the lights, until last night. Stumbling to bed around midnight after a long night of studies, I couldn’t wait to just hit the bed and sleep; I didn’t get much, after all. Tormented by visions I hadn’t had in a long time left me paralyzed and covered in sweat when I awoke. Somewhat relieved to be back to my world I was confronted with with a fond memory brought up through a familiar feeling. It took a few moments to notice the two solid lights and by now my eyes had begun to adjust to the darkness. Adrenaline surged through my body as I gripped the sides of my bed. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed something I hadn’t through the foggy memories. They weren’t lights; they were glowing red eyes.

I began to wonder if this was another part of a nightmare, It had to be. Deep down I knew it wasn’t, this was all too real. Through lost hope and fear for the unknown a grabbed the closest thing i could, a gift from my mother on my birthday a few years ago, a snow globe from our Denver ski trip. Playing baseball at school I developed a pretty efficient throwing arm. Launching it across the room with my pitching arm the eyes went dark followed by a thump on the floor in front of my bed. Turning on the lights left a pang of guilt in my stomach, why was that so easy. Seeing the creature for the first time up close and knowing it had been around here since I was a kid brought bile up my throat. Its limbs were half as thick than an average humans and where it’s skin should have been was a substance unknown to me, dark and leathery but looked as though you could stick your hand right through it, recently punctured with shards of glass. What happened next led me to believe the theory I came up with, as soon as I turned on the lights, was true. This creature wasn’t my enemy; nor was it just a neutral visitor. That’s when it began, the trampling creaks on the stairs, windows smashing, and above all the worst part was the grotesque shrieks and howls. I knew what I had done tonight was the worst and probably last mistake of my life. Somewhere down the hall my sister screamed. The creature, the one I had killed, had been my protection.

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DIY Blood Jars by Carrie Mae

Materials:
Old spaghetti jar (cleaned, of course — I like Bertolli for their jars)
Modge Podge (or other gluey sealer; come to think of it, white glue would probably work fine)
A cheapy paint brush
Red food coloring or dark red paint
a tealight/small candle

I poured some of the modge podge into a disposable container and added quite a bit of food coloring (why? because I didn’t have any red paint and the modge-podge ensured it would dry with an opaqueness that would look, well, a bit bloodier).

I painted a generous amount around the rim of the jar, then blew downward to start it spreading in natural curves down the jar. I added more food coloring and darked the rim, letting it glob in places to make for a gorier impression when it dried.

Then I flicked a little red modge podge with the paintbrush across and around the jar to make a splatter pattern. Just because I don’t mind my fingers being stained, I also dipped them in the ‘blood,’ blotted them lightly, and then grabbed around the jar to make a handprint (for some reason, this refused to photograph properly).

Let dry and insert tealight and you have a bloody little lamp to set about at your party.

Halloween Vampire Decorative Upcycled Lighted Wine Bottle with Black Widow Beaded Spider Charm by fuzzyelephant on etsy