November 22, 2025 • 12 mins
Grandma Mimi sends her grandchildren into the woods on a turkey hunt to avenge her beloved dog Bark-Man, but the kids have no idea what kind of turkeys are really waiting for them out there. | “THE TURKEY HUNT” by Scott Donnelly
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Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/microterrors
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Speaker 1 (00:12):
Welcome to micro Terrors, scary stories for kids where it's
always the spooky season, full of chills, thrills, and spine
tingling spooks. Micro Terrors are family friendly frights for those
(00:37):
ages eight and up, and while our stories are for
younger years, we are still talking about things that go
bump in the night, and some children may not be
able to handle what others can. Parental consent is recommended
now for tonights micro terror. The Turkey Hunt by Scott Donnelly,
(01:06):
narrated by Darren Marler. Hi your Bix, Gad sat go
With her words and a blast from the airhorn she
held in the air, Grandma Mimi initiated the inaugural Balzuniak
family turkey Hunt. All four of her grandchildren rushed off
the porch with their oversized fishing nets and snare poles
(01:27):
in hand, and into the thick wooded wilderness behind her house.
Grandma Mimi took a seat on her rocking chair, a
framed photo of her late dog propped up next to her.
Her two daughters and sons in law gathered around, each
taking their own seat. Upon Grandma Mimi's request, they would wait,
wait to see what the children would hopefully bring back. Donnie,
(01:50):
one of her sons in law, sat forward in a seat,
intrigued by the game Grandma Mimi had whipped up this year.
But I'm sure of its endgame. So this will be
the turkey we eat for Thanksgiving dinner, that is, if
any of them catches one. Grandma Me Me laughed. Heavans.
Speaker 2 (02:09):
Now, Donnie, we can't eat these things, at least I
don't think we can. The turkeys, Donnie questioned. These aren't
your average turkeys. Donnie, she said, her voice now a
little more alarming. They were, Well, they're kind of hard
to explain. Monica, Donnie's wife and Mimi's eldest daughter, adjusted
(02:31):
in her seat. They're safe, though, right mom, the kids.
Grandma Mimi didn't answer. She just rocked in her chair,
staring out into the wilderness that had been consumed by
the late autumn foliage, the wilderness that held a strange
turkey secret.
Speaker 3 (02:47):
When I put in the turkey about the bed, I
would put a Humberg catch up the name. You couldn't
put stuff like food in it, so it tastes good
to It's French chicking, salting peppershing potato, and some wheatballs.
Speaker 2 (03:08):
Gruesome. Isn't good?
Speaker 3 (03:09):
Carrot and mustard, a mayonnaise, pin of plata? What's stuffing
and putting some shellice screen? Stuff it in so there's
enough for everybody.
Speaker 2 (03:20):
They're disgusting. In the woods, the four grandchildren, Sean, Breeze, Samantha,
and Tucker all stuck together, trying to stay as quiet
as they could. But with each step they took, the
crunching leaves beneath their feet were sure to scare away
any wildlife within close proximity. Aren't turkeys huge like the
(03:41):
size of cows? Sean asked. Brie laughed, Now you're thinking
of cows, but aren't they big? Sean doubled it down. Well,
they're bigger than chickens, if that's what you're getting at.
Samantha butted in, Well, these fish nets and snarepoles even work,
Sean wandered. If we can get close enough, bree concluded,
(04:02):
But we'll have to be quiet. These dead leaves are
gonna give us away in no time. Is there a
prize in it for us? Sean asked, for whoever gets one?
What if we all get one? H Tucker emanated a loud,
irritated groan from the rear of the group, Sean, all
you do is question everything. Just live in the moment,
(04:22):
to go with the flow. Bruh. Sean stopped and stared
at his cousin with annoyance. I'm just trying to understand
the rules of this game, Tucker. It's not a game,
Samantha said, it's revenge. The group silenced. They all turned
their attention to Samantha. You guys remember that dog Grandma
Mimi used to have, She added, yeah, Barkman. Tucker said
(04:46):
that Doug was legendary. Well, I overheard our parents and
Grandma Mimi talking about him. One day not too long ago.
Barkman ran off into the woods. It was attacked by
some kind of turkey thing. Turkey thing, Sean gulped. Tucker laughed.
Turkey thing sounds like sub ducoff turkey product at a
dollar store. I'm serious, Samantha said. Grandma Mimi hadn't been
(05:10):
the same since it happened. From what I hear, she
sits on her rocker all day and all not waiting
for that turkey thing to come back so she can
take revenge on it. For Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
Tucker said, waving his snare pole around. I thought bark
Band died of old age. He was too, Brie exclaimed. Suddenly,
(05:31):
in the distance, there was a gobbling sound. The kids
all froze and frantically looked around. Their grips on their
nets and poles were tighter than ever, and the attention
to their surroundings were laser focused. It's the turkey thing,
Sean quietly quivered. Tucker laughed, it's not, if anything, it's
just a norble turkey and I'm gonna be the one
(05:53):
to catch it and hopefully went a big old prize,
because if Grandma bb sent us out here to play
a game with no prize at the end, and we
should all have a few words with our sweet old
greb of mebe, Tucker adjusted to snare pole and grit
his teeth. That turkey is mine, he shouted, as he
bolted off into the woods. Tucker. Samantha yelled, watching her
(06:13):
brother vanish into the timber she, Brie and Sean remained quiet.
They waited for Tucker to exclaim something like I caught
it or I won, But there wasn't a sound. The
woods had fallen silent. There was no gobbling, and certainly
no celebratory exclamation from Tucker. What if the turkey thing
(06:34):
got him? Sean panicked. Brie rolled her eyes. What are
you talking about? If they got bark Man, it could
have gotten Tucker. Maybe this is no ordinary turkey we're
dealing with here. Maybe that's why Grandma Mimi. Once it
hunted down and just an a frantic fluttering sound erupted
behind them, like a berserk flapping of wings, accompanied by
(06:54):
a loud, hideous gobbling sound. All three kids spun around
and faced a sea of bushes and thicket. The bushes moved,
something was in them. Stay behind me, Samantha said, holding
up a fishing net. She protected her sibling and cousin
and crept toward the bushes. Sean and Brie gulped nervously. Then,
(07:15):
without warning, something large emerged from the bushes. It was
a turkey, but unlike any the kids had ever seen before.
It was large and had all the features of a turkey. However,
there was more. It had a tail, a dog's tail.
It also had dog ears flopping from the side of
its turkey head, and during its flurry of gobbles, a
(07:35):
series of disgusting barks erupted. Samantha recognized the coloring on
the tail and ears immediately bark mayn Somehow the turkey
had eaten and fused with Barkman. It had become an
eerie amalagam of the two. The hybrid creature bustled out
of the bushes and charged at the kids, emitting a loud,
(07:56):
gobbling bark that shook the forest to its core. Back
at the house, Grandma Mimi continued to rock in her
chair on the porch, occasionally shooting a glance or two
at the framed photo of Barkman. At her side. Donnie
and Monica sat nervously in their seats, checking the time
every so often. It had been nearly twenty minutes since
(08:19):
the kids ventured out into the woods, and they still
hadn't returned. Grandma Mimi's other daughter, Allison, and her husband
Matteo were getting just as Nancy. Finally, Mateo stood up
from his chair. I've had enough with this, he said,
we could just order a turkey to eat, Mateo. Grandma
Mimi shouted, sit down, let the kids return, that they
(08:40):
might still succeed. Still, Mateo questioned her, what is this
all about, Mimi? Oh, what do you have them out there?
Speaker 1 (08:47):
Doing.
Speaker 2 (08:48):
Wait, Mom, this isn't still about bark Man, is it,
Allison asked. Grandma Mimi slowly turned to her youngest daughter.
Of course, it's about bark Man, she emotionally admitted. He
chased those turkeys out there and never came back. They
did something to him. I know they did. Those turkeys,
(09:09):
aren't right, dear. So you just have some kind of
vendetta against the turkeys out there, Donny questioned, vendada revenge.
You pick your form of justice, Donny boy. Grandma Mimi seethed.
Just then there was a commotion at the tree lined
Grandma Mimi, her daughters and sons in law all looked up.
All of them were on edge, bushes, shook branches, cracked
(09:30):
and finally exploding from the woods or a horde of turkeys.
But they weren't just any turkeys. They were more gross amalgamations.
There were five altogether. The one leading the pack had
parts of bark Man protruding from it. The one behind
it had the body of a turkey, but the head
of Tucker. Flanking the Tucker turkey or two others running
(09:51):
on the thin human legs of Greed and Samantha and
carrying fish nets in their hands that punched out from
the side of their feathery bodies. In their rear, the
pack was an even larger turkey. Its bonnie extended further back,
with black and white spots alluding to it consuming and
fusing with a cow. At some point, it wore the
face of Sean on its small turkey head, anchored by
(10:14):
a flopping wattle on his chin. Dear God Matteo screeched.
Alison screamed and fled into the house. Monica, at the
sight of her children combined with turkeys, collapsed on a
porch and fainted. Donnie's jaw hit the floor and he
froze up in fear. Grandma Nimi, however, slowly rose up
from her rocking chair. She saw what remained of Barkman.
(10:38):
She saw what the turkey things had done to her grandkids.
It was time for peedback. She cracked her knuckles and
rolled up her sleeves as the onslaught of mutant bird
things charged at her. Sure it wasn't going to bring
the kids back, or even Barkman, but it would certainly
feel good to tenderize these turkeys. Things were about to
(11:01):
get messy.
Speaker 3 (11:10):
Mom Hike Kentucky with water in whirst. You bake it,
put it in the microwave, put it in the oven.
And then choppies, you boil it. You put it on
the grill. That's kind of hard baking powder chicken. And
(11:30):
then I got turkey, throw it in the med and
put it in the oven. Put it get in the
pants that won't get tarty. I put some frst in
on it, break it and make it flat. And then
I put some candoes on and put orange strings up
on top. And then I put purple candles and let
(11:51):
them up.
Speaker 1 (11:53):
Thank you for listening to micro Errors. Join us each
Saturday for another scary store. For more fun, visit our
website at microterrors dot com, where you can get the
latest micro terrors news, read fun facts about each story,
sign up for our monthly newsletter, and.
Speaker 2 (12:13):
Even send in your own scary story for us to tell.
Speaker 1 (12:17):
Plus, you can become one of the terrified by joining
the fan club at microterrors dot com. You enjoy exclusive
perks like reading stories a week early, receiving complimentary books,
and communicating directly with micro Terrors writer and creator Scott Donnelly.
You can also follow us on Facebook and Instagram using
(12:41):
the handle at Microterrors. I hope you'll join us again
soon for micro Terrors Scary stories for kids.
Welcome to micro Terrors, scary stories for kids where it's
always the spooky season, full of chills, thrills, and spine
tingling spooks. Micro Terrors are family friendly frights for those
(00:37):
ages eight and up, and while our stories are for
younger years, we are still talking about things that go
bump in the night, and some children may not be
able to handle what others can. Parental consent is recommended
now for tonights micro terror. The Turkey Hunt by Scott Donnelly,
(01:06):
narrated by Darren Marler. Hi your Bix, Gad sat go
With her words and a blast from the airhorn she
held in the air, Grandma Mimi initiated the inaugural Balzuniak
family turkey Hunt. All four of her grandchildren rushed off
the porch with their oversized fishing nets and snare poles
(01:27):
in hand, and into the thick wooded wilderness behind her house.
Grandma Mimi took a seat on her rocking chair, a
framed photo of her late dog propped up next to her.
Her two daughters and sons in law gathered around, each
taking their own seat. Upon Grandma Mimi's request, they would wait,
wait to see what the children would hopefully bring back. Donnie,
(01:50):
one of her sons in law, sat forward in a seat,
intrigued by the game Grandma Mimi had whipped up this year.
But I'm sure of its endgame. So this will be
the turkey we eat for Thanksgiving dinner, that is, if
any of them catches one. Grandma Me Me laughed. Heavans.
Speaker 2 (02:09):
Now, Donnie, we can't eat these things, at least I
don't think we can. The turkeys, Donnie questioned. These aren't
your average turkeys. Donnie, she said, her voice now a
little more alarming. They were, Well, they're kind of hard
to explain. Monica, Donnie's wife and Mimi's eldest daughter, adjusted
(02:31):
in her seat. They're safe, though, right mom, the kids.
Grandma Mimi didn't answer. She just rocked in her chair,
staring out into the wilderness that had been consumed by
the late autumn foliage, the wilderness that held a strange
turkey secret.
Speaker 3 (02:47):
When I put in the turkey about the bed, I
would put a Humberg catch up the name. You couldn't
put stuff like food in it, so it tastes good
to It's French chicking, salting peppershing potato, and some wheatballs.
Speaker 2 (03:08):
Gruesome. Isn't good?
Speaker 3 (03:09):
Carrot and mustard, a mayonnaise, pin of plata? What's stuffing
and putting some shellice screen? Stuff it in so there's
enough for everybody.
Speaker 2 (03:20):
They're disgusting. In the woods, the four grandchildren, Sean, Breeze, Samantha,
and Tucker all stuck together, trying to stay as quiet
as they could. But with each step they took, the
crunching leaves beneath their feet were sure to scare away
any wildlife within close proximity. Aren't turkeys huge like the
(03:41):
size of cows? Sean asked. Brie laughed, Now you're thinking
of cows, but aren't they big? Sean doubled it down. Well,
they're bigger than chickens, if that's what you're getting at.
Samantha butted in, Well, these fish nets and snarepoles even work,
Sean wandered. If we can get close enough, bree concluded,
(04:02):
But we'll have to be quiet. These dead leaves are
gonna give us away in no time. Is there a
prize in it for us? Sean asked, for whoever gets one?
What if we all get one? H Tucker emanated a loud,
irritated groan from the rear of the group, Sean, all
you do is question everything. Just live in the moment,
(04:22):
to go with the flow. Bruh. Sean stopped and stared
at his cousin with annoyance. I'm just trying to understand
the rules of this game, Tucker. It's not a game,
Samantha said, it's revenge. The group silenced. They all turned
their attention to Samantha. You guys remember that dog Grandma
Mimi used to have, She added, yeah, Barkman. Tucker said
(04:46):
that Doug was legendary. Well, I overheard our parents and
Grandma Mimi talking about him. One day not too long ago.
Barkman ran off into the woods. It was attacked by
some kind of turkey thing. Turkey thing, Sean gulped. Tucker laughed.
Turkey thing sounds like sub ducoff turkey product at a
dollar store. I'm serious, Samantha said. Grandma Mimi hadn't been
(05:10):
the same since it happened. From what I hear, she
sits on her rocker all day and all not waiting
for that turkey thing to come back so she can
take revenge on it. For Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
Tucker said, waving his snare pole around. I thought bark
Band died of old age. He was too, Brie exclaimed. Suddenly,
(05:31):
in the distance, there was a gobbling sound. The kids
all froze and frantically looked around. Their grips on their
nets and poles were tighter than ever, and the attention
to their surroundings were laser focused. It's the turkey thing,
Sean quietly quivered. Tucker laughed, it's not, if anything, it's
just a norble turkey and I'm gonna be the one
(05:53):
to catch it and hopefully went a big old prize,
because if Grandma bb sent us out here to play
a game with no prize at the end, and we
should all have a few words with our sweet old
greb of mebe, Tucker adjusted to snare pole and grit
his teeth. That turkey is mine, he shouted, as he
bolted off into the woods. Tucker. Samantha yelled, watching her
(06:13):
brother vanish into the timber she, Brie and Sean remained quiet.
They waited for Tucker to exclaim something like I caught
it or I won, But there wasn't a sound. The
woods had fallen silent. There was no gobbling, and certainly
no celebratory exclamation from Tucker. What if the turkey thing
(06:34):
got him? Sean panicked. Brie rolled her eyes. What are
you talking about? If they got bark Man, it could
have gotten Tucker. Maybe this is no ordinary turkey we're
dealing with here. Maybe that's why Grandma Mimi. Once it
hunted down and just an a frantic fluttering sound erupted
behind them, like a berserk flapping of wings, accompanied by
(06:54):
a loud, hideous gobbling sound. All three kids spun around
and faced a sea of bushes and thicket. The bushes moved,
something was in them. Stay behind me, Samantha said, holding
up a fishing net. She protected her sibling and cousin
and crept toward the bushes. Sean and Brie gulped nervously. Then,
(07:15):
without warning, something large emerged from the bushes. It was
a turkey, but unlike any the kids had ever seen before.
It was large and had all the features of a turkey. However,
there was more. It had a tail, a dog's tail.
It also had dog ears flopping from the side of
its turkey head, and during its flurry of gobbles, a
(07:35):
series of disgusting barks erupted. Samantha recognized the coloring on
the tail and ears immediately bark mayn Somehow the turkey
had eaten and fused with Barkman. It had become an
eerie amalagam of the two. The hybrid creature bustled out
of the bushes and charged at the kids, emitting a loud,
(07:56):
gobbling bark that shook the forest to its core. Back
at the house, Grandma Mimi continued to rock in her
chair on the porch, occasionally shooting a glance or two
at the framed photo of Barkman. At her side. Donnie
and Monica sat nervously in their seats, checking the time
every so often. It had been nearly twenty minutes since
(08:19):
the kids ventured out into the woods, and they still
hadn't returned. Grandma Mimi's other daughter, Allison, and her husband
Matteo were getting just as Nancy. Finally, Mateo stood up
from his chair. I've had enough with this, he said,
we could just order a turkey to eat, Mateo. Grandma
Mimi shouted, sit down, let the kids return, that they
(08:40):
might still succeed. Still, Mateo questioned her, what is this
all about, Mimi? Oh, what do you have them out there?
Speaker 1 (08:47):
Doing.
Speaker 2 (08:48):
Wait, Mom, this isn't still about bark Man, is it,
Allison asked. Grandma Mimi slowly turned to her youngest daughter.
Of course, it's about bark Man, she emotionally admitted. He
chased those turkeys out there and never came back. They
did something to him. I know they did. Those turkeys,
(09:09):
aren't right, dear. So you just have some kind of
vendetta against the turkeys out there, Donny questioned, vendada revenge.
You pick your form of justice, Donny boy. Grandma Mimi seethed.
Just then there was a commotion at the tree lined
Grandma Mimi, her daughters and sons in law all looked up.
All of them were on edge, bushes, shook branches, cracked
(09:30):
and finally exploding from the woods or a horde of turkeys.
But they weren't just any turkeys. They were more gross amalgamations.
There were five altogether. The one leading the pack had
parts of bark Man protruding from it. The one behind
it had the body of a turkey, but the head
of Tucker. Flanking the Tucker turkey or two others running
(09:51):
on the thin human legs of Greed and Samantha and
carrying fish nets in their hands that punched out from
the side of their feathery bodies. In their rear, the
pack was an even larger turkey. Its bonnie extended further back,
with black and white spots alluding to it consuming and
fusing with a cow. At some point, it wore the
face of Sean on its small turkey head, anchored by
(10:14):
a flopping wattle on his chin. Dear God Matteo screeched.
Alison screamed and fled into the house. Monica, at the
sight of her children combined with turkeys, collapsed on a
porch and fainted. Donnie's jaw hit the floor and he
froze up in fear. Grandma Nimi, however, slowly rose up
from her rocking chair. She saw what remained of Barkman.
(10:38):
She saw what the turkey things had done to her grandkids.
It was time for peedback. She cracked her knuckles and
rolled up her sleeves as the onslaught of mutant bird
things charged at her. Sure it wasn't going to bring
the kids back, or even Barkman, but it would certainly
feel good to tenderize these turkeys. Things were about to
(11:01):
get messy.
Speaker 3 (11:10):
Mom Hike Kentucky with water in whirst. You bake it,
put it in the microwave, put it in the oven.
And then choppies, you boil it. You put it on
the grill. That's kind of hard baking powder chicken. And
(11:30):
then I got turkey, throw it in the med and
put it in the oven. Put it get in the
pants that won't get tarty. I put some frst in
on it, break it and make it flat. And then
I put some candoes on and put orange strings up
on top. And then I put purple candles and let
(11:51):
them up.
Speaker 1 (11:53):
Thank you for listening to micro Errors. Join us each
Saturday for another scary store. For more fun, visit our
website at microterrors dot com, where you can get the
latest micro terrors news, read fun facts about each story,
sign up for our monthly newsletter, and.
Speaker 2 (12:13):
Even send in your own scary story for us to tell.
Speaker 1 (12:17):
Plus, you can become one of the terrified by joining
the fan club at microterrors dot com. You enjoy exclusive
perks like reading stories a week early, receiving complimentary books,
and communicating directly with micro Terrors writer and creator Scott Donnelly.
You can also follow us on Facebook and Instagram using
(12:41):
the handle at Microterrors. I hope you'll join us again
soon for micro Terrors Scary stories for kids.
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