Thursday: Autobiography

Oct 31, 20137 min read

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Published: Oct 31, 2013

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Happy Halloween everyone!!

Today is my favorite holiday, and I'm so happy to be celebrating it with all of you! From the Mini Halloween Reviews to the Spooky Mad Libs to last week's Halloween Contest, we've had some great Halloween fun the past few weeks. I've thoroughly enjoyed it, and I hope all of you wonderful deviants have had some fun too!

Here are last week's winners!

Miguel-Santos

Whellcome HomeA short horror story...

Long time ago, there was a heart-warming home of a modest family of three. Before that, it was nothing more than an old abandoned house. When they moved in, the young couple restored it and planned to raise a family there. Soon enough, their son was born and the old house lit up with joy.
Their life, however, wasn't easy. Work demanded long trips for the couple. On such occasions, their son would stay under the care of his grandmother, who lived nearby. She wasn't always in best terms with the couple. Still, the boy would often stay for several days and, among many things, he loved grandma's stories of local folklore, witches, bat wing recipes and magic cauldrons. He liked it there. Nevertheless, nothing compared to mom and dad arriving to pick him up and going back home.
Unfortunately, home vanished from the boy’s life too soon when his parents died in a tragic car accident. His stay at gr

Tiefug

HalloweenAnother year, another day,
Another night for Stingy Jack
To repent and regret his tricks
As he ends up on earth again.
He puts his glowing pumpkin down –
His turnip burnt out long ago –
He melts into the crowd and smiles;
For him it really was too long.
Tonight again it's trick-or-treats,
Extortion turned into a game
That Jack O'Lantern won before,
That Jack O'Lantern always wins.
For tricks Jack can become a ghost,
A poltergeist of no small strength;
For treats Jacks will take all you have,
Your house, your food – and more besides.
Another year, another day,
Another Halloween is past.
Jack's off again, to rove and roam
In limbo with his pumpkin light.
For hell will not accept him,
And heaven is still closed to him.

WitTea

Rssfim

Tobaeus

Witch's Brew Hilda leaned over her cauldron and eyed the contents. It just wasn’t green enough, she thought. Maybe she’d missed something. She checked the recipe again.
“Eye of newt?” No, she could see them floating on the surface, glaring at her. “Nightshade, maybe.” She tore a few leaves off the plant she kept in the windowsill and dropped them in. The acrid smell of the plant floated up to her on a cloud of steam. It smelled much better now, but it still didn’t look right. She decided to walk away for a moment and clear her head.
Her broom was covered in cobwebs, but this didn’t bother her. The spiders loved that corner, no matter how much she had tried to discourage them before. The broom itself did mind, though, and shook itself indignantly. Poor thing hated being reminded of its more mundane cousins. Hilda spoke to it in a soft voice as she carried it outside.
The air was chill and damp tha

Congratulations everyone! You will be contacted about your prizes within the next 24 hours!

This week, we're getting silly with some Autobiography titles.

We all deserve to have an autobiography written about us. But what will it be about? Who will write it? What will we call it? This week we're letting the fates decide for us.

Your mission, if you choose to accept it:

Grab the book nearest you, and turn to page 22. The first one to five words (your choice) are now the title of your autobiography.
Post your title in the comments below!
Ten Premium Members who take part will be randomly selected to win 100 Points each!
Comments must be left by 11:59 pm, Los Angeles time, on Tuesday, November 5th to be eligible to win.

Once again, Happy Halloween, and Happy Thursday!