Concurso de Relatos de Halloween 2025; Creatividad, inglés y talento en International Academy of Languages

En International Academy of Languages creemos firmemente que el aprendizaje de un idioma va mucho más allá del aula; implica vivir experiencias, desarrollar la creatividad y atreverse a utilizar cada aprendizaje. Con este propósito, hemos celebrado nuestro Concurso de Relatos de Halloween, una iniciativa diseñada para fomentar la expresión escrita en inglés, estimular la imaginación y dar voz al talento literario de nuestros alumnos.

El certamen se organizó por niveles con el fin de garantizar una participación equitativa y adaptada a las habilidades lingüísticas de cada alumno; así pudieron demostrar sus conocimientos de vocabulario, gramática y estilo narrativo, siempre dentro de un marco lúdico, dinámico y motivador.

La respuesta ha sido extraordinaria; hemos recibido relatos llenos de creatividad, misterio, humor e ingenio, reflejando el compromiso y la evolución de nuestros alumnos. Tras una difícil deliberación, anunciamos a continuación los cuatro relatos ganadores. Cada uno de ellos recibirá como premio una entrada al Parque de Atracciones, como reconocimiento a su esfuerzo y originalidad.

Elvira Zafra Díaz:

“I always thought Halloween was just fun and games—until that night.”

Story: The Lantern in the Woods

I always thought Halloween was just fun and games—until that night. The air had been thick with the scent of damp leaves and smoke from distant bonfires. The moon hung low, veiled by drifting clouds, casting ghostly light over the narrow forest path. My friends and I had decided to explore the old Miller Woods, where, according to legend, a lantern sometimes floated between the trees.

We had been laughing, tossing candy wrappers, when we saw it—a flickering orange glow ahead. It wasn’t a flashlight; it swayed gently, as if carried by invisible hands. The forest had gone silent, not even the wind stirred. I remember how my breath had frosted in the air, how the smell of earth grew stronger.

Tom had gone ahead, calling out. Then the light vanished. We searched for hours, shouting his name until dawn.

By morning, the police found only his backpack—beside an old, rusted lantern that hadn’t been lit in decades.

A year later, I returned to the woods. The night was the same—cold, silent, watchful. And this time, when the lantern’s glow appeared between the trees, it was me holding it.

Itziar García

“Whispers at 12:00″

I always thought Halloween was just fun and games — until that night when the wind was blowing outside, and the streetlights flickered like candles. My room smelled of dust and old wood as I was listening to an old radio that I had found in my grandfather’s loft. It had been silent for years, but that night, it began to make a strange sound.

Suddenly, I heard a voice whisper my name. I couldn’t move for a second. The voice was mine. At first, I thought someone was playing a prank, but then it mentioned something I had never told anyone: the yellow skates that I had lost when I was ten. My hands started to shake as I turned the button, but the voice grew louder, saying, “Don’t leave your house tomorrow.”

The next morning, I woke up to the smell of smoke and the sound of sirens outside. My neighbour’s house had burned down during the night, the same where I had planned to go trick-or-treating.

Relieved but trembling, I looked at the radio and it was completely silent.

Zara Ramirez Riballo

Lucy´s little story

It was a dark night, and Lucy heard a strange noise outside the window. She had afraid, but she decided to leave home. Her garden was a lot of black cats and scary pumpkins. She ran back to her home, closed the door with key and went up to her room and got into debed.

After a few minutes, she heard the doorbell ring, went downstars and looked throught the peephole. There was a witch with long and grey hair. The image was terrifying.

Suddenly, she woke up and everything had been a nightmare.

Paula Izquierdo Romero

Spooky halloween story contest

The letter arrived on Halloween morning, written in a language I shouldn’t have understood.

Yet the moment I saw that sinister symbol at the top, I knew exactly what it meant. My vision started to blur and a chill ran down my spine as I read the message telling me to go to the old cemetery that night.

Just a week before, I had found an old diary with the same strange symbol in my grandmother’s attic. I had climbed up to clean and sort some boxes, because since she died I hadn’t been able to face her memories. My grandmother and I had always shared a special relationship, and her death had profoundly changed me.

I started to read the last page of the diary and realized that it had been written on the exact same day a year earlier, just a few days before her death. I froze when I saw that she was speaking directly about me. My grandmother belonged to an ancient school of witches and was being called back to their world because something terrible was happening. On October 31st, she would have to travel to that mysterious place, leaving me as the heiress of her powers. “Someday”, the diary said, “I would also receive a letter like hers, inviting me to join the witches’ school.”

I came back to the reality of my room when, out of nowhere, the letter started to burn on its own until it was reduced to ashes. I stood there, stunned and speechless, with my heart pounding in my chest. I didn’t want to believe what had just happened, but something inside me was telling me to go to the cemetery that night if I wanted answers. I found it impossible to believe I could see my grandmother again, I had accepted she was gone, but after all, everything seemed possible. I had to try, at least one last time.

¡Enhorabuena a los cuatro y a todos los participantes!

Queremos felicitar no solo a los ganadores, sino a todos los alumnos que han participado en el certamen. Habéis demostrado creatividad, valentía y un excelente uso del inglés en un contexto narrativo que no siempre resulta sencillo. Os animamos a seguir explorando vuestro talento, a continuar escribiendo y a aprovechar cualquier oportunidad para expresaros en inglés. ¡Esta ha sido solo una muestra de todo lo que sois capaces de crear!