A/N: Hello everyone! This is my second fanfiction and my 1st PAW Patrol fanfiction. I will be making a fanfiction based on "Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark!" Since it's almost Halloween, it'll be perfect to put them up. Warning: These stories are not for the easily scared or people who can be grossed out easily. I also did not come up with these stories myself, they belong to Alvin Schwartz. Here we go!

There once was a young pup named Zuma. Zuma and his family were poor and they grew a garden nearby his house. One day, Zuma was digging in the garden. He found a toe in the ground and it was sticking out. He pulled it out. Suddenly, he heard something groan and run away. He got up and dashed back home to show his mother what he found.

"Nice job Zuma, it looks very good to eat. I'll put it in our soup for dinner tonight." said his mother.

Dinner that night was very good. They were very happy with it and they enjoyed it very much. They washed the dishes and went to bed. Zuma slept very good that night. However, when midnight came, Zuma awoke to a voice calling to him from out on the street.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" it called.

This scared Zuma very much.

"This is just a dream. If I close my eyes and wake up, it'll be over." said Zuma to himself.

Then, he heard it again but now, it sounded closer by.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" it called again.

Zuma threw himself under the blankets.

"Come on Zuma. Wake up! Wake up!" he said to himself as he tried to wake up.

Then, Zuma heard the back door to his house open.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" called the voice once more.

Zuma could hear footsteps walk through his kitchen, through the dining room, through the living room, then into the front hallway. Then, he heard the footsteps start climbing up the stairs. They went into the hallway upstairs. Then, he heard the footsteps walk up to his door.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" called the voice again.

The door opened. The footsteps arrived at his bed. Zuma now realized what he had done. This was no dream. This was real.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" called the voice again.

Everything was silent for a moment. Suddenly, the blanket was ripped off from Zuma.

"YOU'VE GOT IT!"

A/N: How was that? Spooky right? I will be posting about 5 new stories a day and it will be completed on Halloween. Bye guys! Handsomepuppy32 out! Woosh! :D