People Share The Stories Of Their Worst Halloween Ever, And It's More Trick Than Treat

Between the tricks, treats, and general atmosphere of a night where rules are meant to be broken, Halloween can get a little rowdy - and even dangerous. So while one can always hope that the revelry is all in good fun, that sadly wasn't the case for those who share their stories below.

Here are some of the worst Halloween experiences people have ever had, from suffering emotional or physical harm to just having a super depressing night. Read on, stay safe, and hopefully your Halloween is filled with much more spooky cheer.

  • Cut Out Of The Picture

    From Redditor u/Drmlc:

    My girlfriend asked me to go trick-or-treating with her and her son. We picked out costumes for everyone, invited the neighbor kids, and went around for about four hours. We took tons of pictures of us, the kids, and a kitten that followed us back to her house that we ended up keeping. At the end of the night, we dropped off the kids with their parents, then went home and got the kiddo ready for school the next day while trying to keep him from eating too much candy.

    Next day at work, our mutual friend asked what I did for Halloween. I told her to check the girlfriend's Facebook, because she posts everything and I wanted her to see the kitten pics.

    As it turns out, I'm cropped out of every picture. But all people we visited, all the other kids' parents, and a few of the neighbors we stopped and talked to are all tagged in her post about how much fun she and her son had. It felt like I was cut out of her public life.

  • Pumpkin Destroyers

    From Redditor u/weagle01:

    When I was around 11 or 12, I went out trick-or-treating with a friend. Ran into some older kids my friend wanted to hang out with, so we tagged along. They wanted to go pumpkin smashing. I was a rule follower and didn’t want to be around trouble, but I let my friend talk me into it. We came to a house that had a bunch of great pumpkins. You could tell they spent a bunch of time on them. There was just a candy bowl with a note, so the kids started destroying the pumpkins. I just watched, feeling uncomfortable.

    A couple days later I’m reading the paper, and see a letter to the editor from the owners of house. They listed the address. The letter said how awful it was, and how it wrecked their kids, who spent so much time on the pumpkins. I felt sick. I showed my friend, but he just thought it was cool and took it to show those other kids. I realized then our association was more about living on same street than actual friendship. I still feel terrible.

  • A Girl Loses An Eye

    From Redditor u/Cordero_Biggs:

    Junior year of high school, my cousin and I volunteered to drive some of the younger kids from church, and chaperone their trick-or-treating.

    We were walking down the street back toward my truck when I heard a sound that was familiar, but didn't click at first. Then I heard it again and felt something whiz past me and hit the concrete. I realized it was someone in a tree with pellet gun at about the same time one of the little girls screamed this blood-curdling wail and fell down. He had got her in the eye with a CO2-powered pellet gun.

    My cousin took off running, leaned down and grabbed a hunk of gravel/concrete from the driveway, and [chucked] it into the tree (he had a 92mph fastball). It hit the kid, knocking him from a limb and onto the ground.

    Now I'm wrangling 7 kids, from 6 -12 years old, all screaming and crying while my cousin is beating the boogers out of this guy's sinus cavity. Parents are running outside, and it's chaos when the police and ambulance finally show up.

    Long story short: kid got assault with a deadly weapon and another charge, and the little girl (8 years old) lost her eye from the incident.

  • Bad Batman

    From Redditor u/SpookyVoidCat:

    On Halloween of 2008, I was one of the many, many a**holes who dressed as Heath Ledger’s Joker. In many ways it was a fantastic night - with so many other Batman characters running around, it [led] to a lot of fun interactions with strangers around the city.

    But then at one point I made the stupid decision to cut through an alley alone on the way to the club and ran into a way-too-drunk guy dressed as Batman.

    I thought it was going to just be another fun altercation, but as I was about to pass him, he grabbed me by the neck and slammed me up against the wall really hard. My head hit the bricks, luckily cushioned by the green wig, but the guy didn’t let go - and he was squeezing my neck like he meant business. I can still remember the stench of beer on his breath, growling some unintelligible drunken bullsh*t in my ear while I tried to wrestle his hands off me. Unfortunately I’m weak AF, and this dude was jacked enough to keep me pinned pretty easily.

    Between the lack of blood to my brain and the amount of alcohol in that blood, I did something very stupid. I wrapped my arms around him and gasped out “H-Harder, daddy...”

    Look... I panicked, and I know it could have very easily made things worse. But luckily for me, the knucklehead reacted like I’d tried to bite his d*ck off. He dropped me like a sack of bricks, and I just about had the presence of mind to duck before he tried to kick my head in. He missed me, slammed his foot into the wall with a yell, then ran/limped away down the alley with his dumb cape flapping behind him.

    I just kinda laid there for a minute or so just waiting for the world to stop spinning before a really nice group of ladies came by and helped me up and took me to the gay bar down the road.

  • Mauled By Chow Chow

    From Redditor u/Ginger-the-cat:

    When I was around 8 or 9, I went over to my friend's house to fool around [for] a few hours before a Halloween party, which we would be going [to] together... They had a black Chow Chow who was fairly docile, around 4 years old, and bigger then me. He was chewing on a bone.

    Of course, back then I made a huge mistake... I pointed to the dog and in a split second, he went from chewing on the bone to chewing on my arm. I tried to run, but he had a vise grip on my arm. Eventually he let go. At the time, my friend's parents weren’t home, either, so his sister called 911 and they ran inside and left me outside in the backyard with the dog circling and growling at me. The maid came running outside and threw a chair at the dog which made him back off...

    Blood was everywhere. Stained the concrete and grass. Everyone was crying too. Paramedics arrived and really everything up until the ER was a blur. I had 6 cuts, 3 cuts on the inside and 3 on the outside of my forearm... needed 20 or so stitches total. The doc said I was lucky to still have my arm, as the dogs mouth was just the right size that it missed several vital veins and arteries. It was very traumatic, but thankfully it did not ruin our relationship, and funnily enough, I was back at his house after a few weeks... [but] I think it’s safe to say we did not go to the party later that night.

  • Not So Indestructible Vampire

    From Redditor u/BurritoBandito5:

    When I was 10, I wanted to be a vampire for Halloween, but the only costume they had was a size too big for me. The cape was dragging on the ground, and I tripped and broke my wrist by falling on it. My dad thought I was just crying too much and that I wasn't hurt, so he made me carry my candy with that arm.

    We actually got a lot of candy that year, and I remember my bag was full to the brim with the stuff, but after 2 hours of carrying candy with a broken wrist I gave it away to my cousins because I felt like I was going to be sick from the pain.

    It wasn't until I went to bed and my mom went to check on me to see why I was crying at 2 AM did they notice my wrist was swollen and I had a fever. I still f*ckin' love vampires, though.