Scariest Childhood Halloween Experience

Mine happened when I was really, really young (5? Younger?), and for a long time, I kept thinking it was just a nightmare I had--'til my mom confirmed that it had really happened.

I was trick or treating with my mom, and one of the houses we stopped by had a Frankenstein type scene set up in their entryway. They had Jacob's ladders going and electricity noises and everything, and a guy dressed up as Frankenstein strapped to an upright gurney just off the side of the door. I knew the dude in makeup wasn't just a prop, but everything looked so neat I just had to take a peek. I got my candy and crept over to check things out, and then they decided to get their scare off. They had it set up so it looked like 'ole Frankie was getting electrocuted when they flipped a lever, and man, did he scream and thrash and just milk the scene for what it was worth. Would've startled me today, too, but as young as I was? I was in tears. My mom had some pretty serious words with them after that.

...Yet, as bad a memory as it was, my first thought on the matter is and has always been, "Man, what a sweet setup..."

hm, i have two that come to mind. when i was younger, three and four our street did halloween right, every house decerated. one house jsut had the light on with a bowl of candy out which kind of dissapointed me because i loved seeing everything. well as we were leaving i was walking next to a hdge which went up several feet. out of one of the small spaces between the hedges a witch prop popped out scarying me horrably. the next year i was dissapointed though because there was nothing there. thats one reason i decided to become a haunter.

the second was when i was fourteen. i was out hunting for any house that was giving out candy and in a bad mood because some lady had yelled at me claiming i'd been at her house twenty minutes ago dressed as sponge bob. no candy there. i finally found one that went all out, fog, tomb stones light. no one home though jsut candy on the pourch. as i was leaving some older teen in a troll mask jumpped out at me screaming "may jesus take your soul!" and grabbed my bag.

i realized it was some older teen being a jerk and gave him a quick warning slap. he kept shout his phrase over and over again so i rammed him in his big fake nose. he fell back into a rose bush and i walked away.

Ha ha darklore that was great. I guess my scary childhood memory came because of my grandmother. Every october she had this terribly ugly witch dummy that sat in the corner of the dining room. My gosh i hated that thing, i could just see it lunging at me to eat the very flesh off my bones when i walked by it. Well finally one year about 3 years later it did. My older uncle decided it would be funny to dress in it when he knew we were coming over to visit, and when i walked by that damned ugly b.. i mean witch lunged right at me. I truly believed at that moment that i was doomed and my life was over, my very blood turned to ice in my veins, and then i smiled.After that i was totally possessed by monsters and halloween. As the years went by i went to every haunted house i could and started building my own props, and then i joined a very cool halloween forum.