“Alright guys, come hither! Are you ready for some scary stories tonight?”
“Were you finally going to tell us the special story you said you would tell us?”
“Absolutely.” I ushered the little ones in a little pillow fort that we made in the living room. The lights were dimmed with the exceptional glow of flashlights and a battery powered glowing clock that was shaped like a mini lava lamp. Several chairs were lined up around the couches, covered with a massive king sized sheet. They were placed high enough against the couches, some on top of the couches so my husband and I could have enough room sit with the kids. We were in a tight knit circle, halloween candy was sprawled along the floor and a massive bowl of popcorn sat in the middle. Everything was perfect. But still, something in my gut was telling me not to share the story tonight.
“Okay, are you guys ready???”
“Yeahhhhh!!!!” all three chimed in and shouted all at once.
“Alright, here we go!” I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts. My husband wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gave me a look that made me question if this was a good idea or not. I shook my head and sat criss cross on a pillow. “Okay, so did you know that I used to work at a hospital, right?” All three of them shook their heads.
“Well, a long, long time ago I used to be an EMT for a long time. EMT’s are the people that help you get in and out of the ambulance. Not too long after that I became a nurse. Then after that I almost became a doctor, when something happened that changed my entire life forever.” I over exaggerated the story just a tad, but despite the sour memories of my past coming back to haunt me, I carried on. “That something that happened caused the whole entire hospital to shut down.” My husband gently grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
“Why did the hospital close Mommy?” Cherri, our youngest daughter asked.
“Well honey, there’s truthfully a lot of reasons why this hospital closed down. Some people think it’s because it was time to close it because it was too old. I mean, it had been open since the early 1800’s, maybe even earlier. Another reason is that it could have closed is because-“
“Is it haunted????” Simon, the middle child blurted out.
“The real reason why it closed was because one of the doctors at the hospital was breaking too many rules. He got in trouble, big enough trouble to the point where the hospital had to be shut down. Lots of people had to look for work elsewhere and patients had to be taken to other hospitals.”
“Was he a bad guy?” Cherri asked.
“Yes, he was. A very bad guy. And there’s one more thing that caused the hospital to close down…” All three of my beautiful dumplings stared up at me with a look of sheer anticipation. “It was haunted. You were right Simon!”
I heard them gasp as Simon yelled out,”I knew it!” and giggled. I giggled a bit myself.
“How many people die in that place? Was it because of the bad guy?” Simon asked.
“Some say legend has it that the hospital is haunted because the bad doctor was evil, mad scientist and wanted to make living dolls out of the patients who ‘died’ there. The doctor lost his family to a car accident when he was still in medical school and it caused him to go star-raving mad! The dolls he made were made from human body parts, plastic, and metal parts. One day one of the nurses stepped into the doctor’s office while he was away and walked into a grizzly site. Two full sized adult dolls and three smaller ones were made, sitting around a round coffee table in their own individual seats. He ran out of there as fast as he could and called the police. So the bad-evil doctor was taken to jail and the hospital was never the same since. Due to the bad reputation the hospital developed from the incident, and some eyewitness accounts reporting seeing ghosts, the hospital was shut down. The nurse who was there on that dreaded day swears that to this day that he saw one of the dolls smile and wink at him. Supposedly he died about 10 years ago after he was taken to jail… but I think that the doctor might still be out there somewhere…”
“BOOGA-BOOGA-BOOGA!!!!!!!!!!!!” My husband yelled out loud while holding a ghostface mask to his face which made the kids scream to the top of their lungs. We couldn’t help but laugh. Right after the shock my husband climbed up from underneath our blanket fort and turned on the living room lights.
“Wha-wha-wh- did that????” Simon yelled out. “Was that a real story???” Cherri was on the verge of tears and Kevin, our oldest tried to make it seem like he wasn’t at all scared, but he was just a teeny bit.
“No stupid, it’s obviously fake. Mom and Dad were just trying to scare us on Halloween.” Said Kevin, our sassy oldest sibling of the bunch.
“Alright Kevin, that’s enough. All of you guys, it’s time to go to bed.” My husband said.
“But wait, was that story really true Mom?” Simon asked. I looked at the clock: 11:30 Pm. It was getting late for sure. We all came out from under the fort and we all started to clean up the blankets and put everything away.
“Only part of it was true sweetie. There was more than one doctor that wasn’t good, but they didn’t do anything crazy like making human dolls. And they planned on making a bigger and better hospital to replace the old one which was getting kinda icky and creaky.”
“Is it haunted?” Kevin asked as he crossed his arms, giving me a look of skepticism.
“No, not really sweetie. A lot of people said it was just to scare others and to make up silly ghost stories. Now! You guys! Off to bed! It’s 11:30.” And then all three peas in a pod groaned in unison. “Now, give me a hug before you go to bed!” Group hug! Even with husband in the mix. All three children hopped into their beds with no hesitation. Both my husband and I gave each one a hug, kiss, and pat on the head. Not too long after the kids went to bed, we did too.
“Man honey, you should write that down! That was fantastic.” I looked at him and smiled. I still had that knot in my stomach that I felt when I first began my bizarre story.
“Thank you Hun. I’ve had thoughts of writing before…”
“Then why not start now? I mean, I know that what you told the kids tonight was more than just a part of some fake ghost story. I think maybe it might help sort through some of those old, raw memories, don’t you think?”
“Mhm…” I started to space out. “Yeah… I think I’ll do that…” The next thing I know, it’s lights out…. but only for a moment… what is that noise?
Part 2 coming soon…