Terror Tuesday: Haunted November?

I’ve decided I haven’t had enough of Halloween and Horror Month. I’m not big on Thanksgiving—though at least we’ve got a Charlie Brown Turkey Day special, thank goodness—so I am dubbing this month Haunted November here on Dark Bits. Any horror writers, supernatural enthusiasts or folks who’ve experienced any sort of paranormal activity are invited to write a guest blog.

November is a month I’ve never much liked. It’s the Dead Month. The bright October days of color-splashed leaves give way often to gloomy chilly days here in Maine. Trees lose the rest of their leaves, now brown, and appear skeletal, while nights fall an hour earlier and the Boys of Summer pack up until April. It’s the dusk between golden October and the glittering multicolored night lights of December. A time for hauntings.

Certain months remind me of certain colors. October is orange, of course; January is white or black, depending on your attitude towards it; February is red; March, green. April is a pastel pallet; May, glowing yellow with maybe a hint of pink; June, lilac; July, blue; August lush turquoise sprinkled with crystal; September, amber. But November…November feels gray to me. Just…gray. The gray of old tombstones in an abandoned cemetery.

It does not surprise me people tend to become more depressed during this month. Shorter days, looming festivities, which is either a blessing or dread, depending on one’s outlook and financial or familial situation, affect the brain’s happy chemicals. And let’s face it, Thanksgiving is nothing to dance a jig over. It was always Christmas’s retarded step-son, or at best a stepping stone to the holiday.

So November needs a little sprucing up. Or Spooking up. There’s gotta be some spirits left wandering around from Halloween, at least the ghost of a Pilgrim or Indian. Anyone have a haunted Thanksgiving tale?

Maybe the Terrible Legend of The Gobbler Ghoul needs to be told. You just know there’s just gotta be some headless turkeys seeking revenge. As a matter of fact, I think I just spotted a mysterious feathered—

Gobble.

Gobble, gobble…

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