2025 Spooky Story Competition

She fell asleep swiftly as her mind drifted through her thoughts and memories of the week. A soft sweet voice called her quietly, “Ava, are you there?”, she stood up and followed the voice, as she looked to her side, she saw Lucky, wagging her tail, walking alongside her. The voice was getting further away as Ava strived to find who was calling her, up the stairs her slippers shifting from one step to the next. When Ava finished the stairs, she realised that she wasn’t in her house anymore, she was in a meadow full of trees and wildflowers, still the voice beckoned, and she felt a force driving her towards it. Suddenly she saw a glimpse of the person who it was, long dark hair and a white dress, like an angel, she thought, going up a tall pear tree. She followed up the wild twists and turns of the branches climbing higher until she saw on the ground, Lucky and the woman she had seen calling her. “Jump,” the woman said, “I’ll catch you.” Ava shook her head, there was no real reason not to. Lucky who had been wagging her tail stopped as the woman told her she had to and started climbing to try and pull her off the tree. Her voice getting harder and her eyes angrier, as the woman got very close Ava realised that the woman wasn’t a woman at all. Ava woke up crying and looking around. She soon realised that she was at the edge of the roof and not on a tree as in her dream. The clouds were forming in a cluster above her head, the breeze made her stumble further towards falling down the ravine. “Ava! Get down, you could fall from there.” her mother called desperately. As Ava turned around, she saw herself, covered in blood, her clothes ripped, and her throat torn out. She turned and looked down into the ravine again and felt a sharp push force her off the roof and into the inky black darkness that swallowed her as she fell.

BY LIZZIE CHIRNSIDE