“Bloody Fingers”

I originally read “Bloody Fingers” when I was in elementary school from the book Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark and loved it. This book, along with the other books, More Tales to Chill Your Bones and Even More Scary Stories, is a collection of short scary stories directed towards children that lead me to fall in love with horror.

Without further ado, here is the wonderful story of “Bloody Fingers”:

Bloody Fingers

A man walked into a hotel late one night and asked for a room. The hotel manager told him the hotel was all booked up. “We’ve only got one room left,” he said. “It’s on the 13th floor, but we don’t rent that one because it’s haunted.” “I’ll take it,” said the businessman “I don’t believe in all that nonsense about ghosts.” The man took the key and went up to the room to get some sleep. As soon as he turned off the lights and got into bed, he heard the closet door squeak open. A pale, ghostly figure emerged from the closet and staggered forth, its fingers dripping with blood. “Bloody fingers! Bloody fingers!”, it moaned. When the man laid eyes on this horrible sight, he grabbed his suitcase and ran out of the room, still wearing his pajamas, and left the hotel that very night. The next night an old woman arrived at the hotel very late at night. The manager told her the same thing. “We’ve only got one room left, but it’s on the 13th floor and we don’t rent it because the room is haunted.” “Sonny, I’ve seen a lot in my day,” she told him. “Trust me, nothing could possibly bother me.” As soon as she switched off the lights and got into bed, the closet door creaked open and a ghostly figure stepped out. Its fingers were still dripping blood all over the floor. “Bloody fingers! Bloody fingers!”, it moaned. The old woman shrieked and ran as fast as her legs could carry her. A week later a teenage boy arrived at the hotel very late. He also took the haunted room despite the manager’s warning. He paid for his room, got the key and headed upstairs. After he had unpacked, he took out his guitar and began to strum some tunes. Soon, the closet door creaked open and the ghost appeared. As before, its fingers were bleeding, soaking the carpet with blood and it was moaning, “Bloody fingers! Bloody fingers!” The boy didn’t pay any attention to the ghostly figure. He just kept strumming his guitar. The ghost kept moaning, and its fingers kept bleeding. “Bloody fingers! Bloody fingers!”, it moaned. Finally, the boy stopped playing the guitar. He looked straight at the hideous apparition and said, “Shut up and get yourself a Band-Aid.”

Text for “Bloody Fingers” found at: http://www.scaryforkids.com/bloody-fingers/

So…the ending isn’t exactly what you thought but it is a good first step towards horror.

2 thoughts on ““Bloody Fingers””

  1. There’s a song about “Real Live Bleeding Fingers and Broken Guitar Strings.” It’s not really relevant, but the story reminded me of it. The twist at the end of the story is quite appropriate though.

  2. I have already read this story at the beginning of this class but I was looking back through your stuff and I remembered how gory it was! So appropriate since your site is known as Bloody Face.

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