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2013 Halloween Hair Contest

Kristie Y.

Kristie Y. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Hair Contest. She captioned the photo, "Just a leopard enjoying Halloween night with Frankenstein... (While wearing Human Hair Extensions of course!)

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Brandis P.

Brandis P. submitted this photo of her Freddy Kreuger costume for the 2013 Halloween Hair Contest.

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Lucinda S.

Lucinda S. submitted this photo of her college Halloween party for our 2013 Halloween Contest!

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Kara G.

Kara G. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the photo, "I recently delivered twins, Braxon and Brielle, in July. We didn't have extra money to purchase costumes this year, so we used what we had around the house. Daddy is a Marine, so we used his camis for his costume and Braxon is in his camo shirt to match Daddy. I used one of Daddy's shirts and socks to dress up as risky business and Brielle also has her costume to match Momma. We dressed the twins up to be our twins!"

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Tyler E.

Tyler E. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She captioned the picture, "I would LOVE to win some new extensions from you guys! In this pic I'm wearing an old set from you! I am in love and would like more I am a model in the Seattle area and I have spread the word to friends about you guys! For Halloween, I am Miss Piggy and my boyfriend is Kermit!"

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Destiny W.

Destiny W. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the photo, "Me in the Nip Tuck Nurse Costume."

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Nicole K.

Nicole K. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the picture, "Mini photo shoot as an angel before a Halloween-themed party."

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Taylor A.

Taylor A. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the picture, "Here's my take on a zombie look!"

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Chanelle B.

Chanelle B. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She captioned the picture, "I am an alien from Area 51, my husband, who wouldn't get in the picture, is my CIA contact. in a forbidden romance we had a half alien half human baby."

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Anne S.

Anne S. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest!

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Jerrica M.

Jerrica M. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest! She titled the photo, "I dressed as Kitana from Mortal Kombat for Halloween this year and wore my extensions! I love them!"

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Shannon M.

Shannon M. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest! She captioned the picture, "A cute monster! Because I am scared of ugly ones! Happy Halloween!"

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Shelly G.

Shelly G. submitted this picture for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She captioned the photo, "My costume is a small, little, flirty Red Riding Hood."

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Casandra B.

Casandra B. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She made the costume herself, and is dressed as a zombie girl in pajamas!

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Tiffany P.

Tiffany P. submitted this photo of herself dressed up like a firefighter for our 2013 Halloween Contest!

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Tierra P.

Tierra P. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the picture, "I LOVE my pro-extensions. I wore them two Halloween's in a row!! Thank you for always making me look fabulous!"

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Chantel L.

Chantel L. submitted this photo of herself dressed up as a lion for our 2013 Halloween Contest.

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Celestria F.

Celestria F. submitted this photo of herself dressed up as a little lioness for our 2013 Halloween Contest.

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Taylor C.

Taylor C. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the picture, "This is my DIY minion costume! I made everything, the goggles are PVC pipe I cut and I even drew a G on the overalls. I dyed my shirt and legging yellow and added a pink bow and glitter to the goggles to show my own personality."

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Megan W.

Megan W. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She captioned the picture, "This is my little Snow White and I. I'm wearing my Human Hair Extensions! Love them!"

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Elizabeth M.

Elizabeth M. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She captioned the pic, "Here is a picture of me sporting a pin-up girl costume for Halloween. It consisted of a tied up bandana in my hair, a high wasted skirt, black heels and a chambray shirt to keep me warm!"

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Morgan T.

Morgan T. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest. She titled the picture, "How do you cross a girly-girl with a creepy skeleton? A candy skull of course! I sat down for a good hour with my paints and created this masterpiece on my face! I LOVE all my sets of my Human Hair Extensions! Everyone always asks me about my hair and I send them straight to your website! In this photo I'm wearing my dark brown 20 inch set! Happy Late Halloween!"

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Lauren R.

Lauren R. submitted this photo for our 2013 Halloween Contest of her last-minute costume.

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Nice Furniture

Nice Furniture

By Morgan E., Age 15

A piercing scream jolts me out of a daze. I'm standing before a large abandoned house, staring up at the shudders flapping around in the icy wind that Halloween always seems to bring. My idiot friends, Tony and Bobby, just nearly gave Jessica a heart attack. She clutches at her chest as she regains her composer.

"Really guys?! What is this, 5th grade?" Jessica shouts at them for popping out from behind the car when she went to grab her cell phone.

The boys continue their fit of laughter, ignoring Jessica's harsh scowl. A few of her curly, chocolate brown strands of hair have popped out of her high ponytail and fallen in front of her scrunched up forehead.

"Lighten up Jessy!" Bobby chuckles as he glides an arm around her. "We're just trying to have a bit of fun, didn't mean anything by it."

She lets out an aggravated huff but lets her frustration go when she looks up at the house.

"Why did I agree to do this again?"

She glances over at me, looking like a scared little girl. Jessica's always the one afraid of haunted houses. They've never really had much effect on me though. That is, until this one. This one in particular holds a special place from my childhood. After all the creepy stories and always thinking I saw a ghost in the upstairs windows, it left a lasting effect on me I haven't been able to shake. It's the local haunted house where kids go to test out their fear. It's almost a rite of passage around here, and tonight it's our groups turn.

"You know, they say the witch that used to own this place still haunts it. Every Halloween she arises to chase out anyone that enters. And in some cases even skins…”

I cut Tony off before he can finish his idiotic story that we've all heard a billion times.

"Save it, Tony, let's just get this over with. It's freezing out here," I say, taking in a deep breath as I head up the steps towards the weathered front door with old red paint peeling off. I hear Tony let out a groan about my uptight attitude before the sound of footsteps follow close behind me.

I struggle to force the door open, so I'm forced to enlist one of the guys to help. Bobby flings it open after a second and a cloud of dust shoot at us. As we gag and try to fan the dust away, we step inside. Jessica and Tony both have flashlights and whack them hard till they turn on. There's not much to be seen in the eerie building, just a few covered tables and couches. But as we walk around we feel a cold draft prick at the back of our necks.

We split into two groups. Bobby with Jessica and me with Tony. Bobby and Jessica take the stairs upstairs while Tony and I head for the stairs leading to the basement. Tony swings it open slowly with one hand. A long screech hisses as it opens. He shines the light down the stairwell, hoping to see nothing terrifying in the slightest.

We cautiously tip toe down the stairs, in an attempt not to creek the floor boards too bad. When we reach the bottom all we see is stained and leaking cement walls and piles of random junk along the edges of the room. The flashlight flickers, then there's nothing but absolute darkness. I fail my arms around trying to grab onto Tony's arm, but can’t find him. I call out his name angrily, assuming he's playing a nasty trick on me.

"Tony! I swear, when I get my hands on you you're so dead!" I shout into the nothingness.

The door at the top of the stairs slams shut. The loud bang it created makes my knees go weak and I fall flat onto the floor. I hear a scream that sounds like Tony's voice and a loud bang that travels across the room. My quivering hand touches the end of the flashlight. I flip it on and shine it at the sound.

Instead of seeing a large monster as I was half expecting, I see a raccoon among the cluttered junk along the wall. It stares back at me curiously for a moment before letting out a gurgling sound and scurrying away. A loud rush of air escapes my lungs and I let out a relieved sigh. I should have known better. Of course this place isn't haunted. Either Tony decided to prank me or he ran out when he got scared. I'm gonna go with the latter.

I stomp up to the top of the stairs, kicking the door open in frustration. I shine my light around the corner shouting, "Tony!! Jessica! Bobby! Come out come out wherever you are!"

Then I wait in what looks like a living room from them to come onto the main floor. After a minute or two, it doesn't look like they're coming down. I contemplate just storming out and driving home without them, but I'm not that big of a jerk. I storm up the stairs and glance in every room I pass by as I speed down the hallway. At the end of the hall I see a shut door. I try to open it but it's locked.

"Guys! Come on. I'm not mad, can we just go?" I say as I knock on the door and jiggle the doorknob. Still nothing. I feel the frustration again and slam against the door twice until it pops open.

A terrifying scream bursts against my ear drums and it takes me a second to realize it's actually my own voice making that sound. I clap my hand over my mouth to shut off the noise.

There's blood covering every inch of the room and three skinless bodies dangling from hooks on the ceiling. The once white sheets covering the furniture flaps around in the wind from the window being open. Then I realize the furniture is in fact made out of human flesh. There's an entire couch of it and a large lamp shade. I can feel the vomit rise up in my throat but I manage to choke it down.

My three best friends are hung up before me and for some reason the only thing that pops into my mind is, "This is gonna be impossible to clean up..."

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Keep on Dreaming

Keep on Dreaming

By Brianna, Age 15

“Josie, wake up!” said Anne in a hurry.

“What, what is going on?” said Josie

“I am having a dream, a nightmare!” Anne said in a whisper as she clutched her ponytail.

Josie turned over to the side of the bed Anne was standing on.

Josie said, “Come on, get into my bed and explain to me what is happening.”

Anne glided into Josie’s bed and began to talk.

“The man in the mask, he was walking behind from the bus when I got dropped off,” Anne said as tears rolled down her face.  “I saw him from the corner of my eye so I began to walk a little faster. I-I..”

Josie held her and whispered, “You are safe, keep going,” as she wiped her tears.

“I tried to scream, but I fell, and when I woke up, I was in this dark room,” Anne said. “It had Halloween decorations everywhere. Pumpkins carved, fake human heads and one thing that looked really real, blood. I tried to scream for help but nobody came. I tried to move, but I quickly realized my hands were tied together by rope. I called you for help and you never came. I called you!”

Josie quickly replied, “It’s just a dream. Do you want to finish?”

“Yes.” Anne said. “Well, after I called you, I heard the door slowly open. This redheaded guy with a witch mask on came up to me. He touched my face slowly and I bit him. He slapped me. I cried and screamed he said, ‘Stop it. Stop or I will kill you now.’ I stopped, but I was breathing hard. He began to pace back and forth, back and forth. Then he stopped, went up the stairs and about five minutes later he came back down the stairs with a chainsaw! I started to scream with all my life. I yelled, ‘HELP, HELP! SOMEONE, HELP ME PLEASE!’ As I was yelling, I felt the rope get tighter and it began to burn so much! He placed the chainsaw down on this wooden table and injected a needle in me. Later, I felt like I woke up. I was standing with my arms tied over my head, and my feet were tied, too. He came up to me a said, ‘Evening, are you ready?’ I said, ‘I am sick of you games, you monster.’ He then walked to the table to grab the chainsaw and he turned it on.”

Anne began to start to cough.

“Are you okay?” asked Josie. Do you want some water?”

“No, I am fine.” Anne said.  “Anyways, he turned the chainsaw on and walked toward me and started to cut me.”

“Where?”  Josie said, wondering.

“My throat.” Anne said, beginning to cough more.

“Okay, that’s enough of the story,” Josie said as she stood up. “I am going downstairs to get you some water.”

“Urgh, okay, ” mumbled Anne.

Josie walked back up the stairs with the water.  Josie reached there room and dropped the glass of water. There was Anne’s dead body, bleeding on Josie’s bed. Josie couldn’t believe it. She ran into her mom and dad’s room only to find them dead too! She then found herself face to face with a redheaded, witch-faced man with a ghost-like body. He was holding a chainsaw. That was the last of the Deion family.

“How did they die, Officer Wilder?” asked the young officer.

“They all died from… Slashes to the throat,” said Officer Wilder.

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The Witch

The Witch

By Amber S., Age 18

Once upon a time, in the middle of the forest, there sat a lonely black house. A house that would only appear on Halloween night. The windows were filthy, there were blood stains on the floor boards and the door made a terrible screech. It was a horrible place for a person to live. But someone did. It was a witch. A fiery redhead whose temper outweighed her long, curly, frizzy hair

Every Halloween night she hid behind the forest trees that grazed the town limits, waiting and watching her prey go from door to door. She needed just one more child. One more to complete the spell. And she wouldn't stop until she had one.

She had already set up her trap. Little candies trickled along the grass from the sidewalk into the trees. Children couldn't resist candy. No matter how much they already had, they had to have more.

She listened to the pitter patter of their footsteps and their tiny little giggles. It taunted her. The clock was ticking and her time was running out. Just when she was about to burst through the trees, she heard a noise-tiny little footsteps making their way across the crisp grass. Her breath caught in her throat. Finally the time had come.

She backed deeper into the trees, out of sight and watched as the little boy made his way closer to the trees. He was paying so much attention to the candy that he didn't notice he had made his way deep into the forest. He stopped walking when he collected the last piece of candy. He raised his eyes and glazed upon the brightly colored house. It wasn’t black at all.

He could hear music playing, gentle laughter and the sweet smell of chocolate. He slowly made his way up to the steps and to the front door. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened.

A kind looking old woman appeared.

"What do we have here?" she asked.

The boy stayed silent.

"You must be lost little boy. No worries, come inside and out of the cold. Your parents must be worried sick about you." she said.

The boy was hesitant.

"Come along now, we don't want you catching a cold. You've come just in time. I've just made some fresh chocolate chip cookies. Come on, there's nothing to worry about little one." she said.

The boy slowly made his way inside. His eyes wondered around the house. The fireplace was lit; music was playing, there were pictures all over the walls, flowers on every table and a little black cat was lying across the couch.

He heard the door slam and as quick as it happened, the entire house transformed. The fireplace went out, the lights cut off, the music stopped, the pictures disappeared, the flowers died and everything turned old and black. The place had a horrible smell. It reeked of blood and dust.

The boy quickly turned around, but not to a kind-looking old woman. In her place was an ugly, scary looking witch. The witch laughed a horrible laugh.

"The time has come dearie. It always does for greedy children." she said.

The boy let out the most heart-wrenching scream. But the house was deep in the forest. And no one could hear his cries. No one could save him.

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A Halloween to forget

A Halloween to Forget

By Katie C.

It was a chilly Friday evening in October. The moon was full, and a recent weather change created a fog that heavily blanketed the town of Crimson Pass. It was Halloween and Abigail Johnson and her friend Megan were getting ready to go to a party on the other side of town.

Grateful for the weekend and a break from the stresses of high school, Abigail ran a brush through her curly red hair and pulled it back into a loose ponytail. She slipped into her witch’s costume, put on her pointy hat and began applying glittery green eye makeup. She didn’t want to be a scary witch. She wanted to be a pretty one. After all, maybe tonight was her chance to finally catch the attention of Luke Patterson, the cute boy from history class.

As soon as Megan put the finishing touches on her fairy costume, they were ready to go.

“Bye, mom! I’ll be back later tonight,” Abby shouted as she grabbed her car keys and headed out the front door.

“Be safe driving!” her mother said. “It’s really foggy tonight and you need to pay extra attention to the road.”

“You worry too much,” Abby said. “I’ll be fine. I’m almost 18 years old. I think I know how to drive in some silly fog. I’ll be home before midnight. Relax!”

In the driveway, Megan climbed in the front seat of Abby’s ancient jeep. Putting on her seatbelt, she adjusted the radio, finding the modern pop station she and Abby both liked. But since it was Halloween, they weren’t playing the latest hits. Instead, the familiar chords of “Monster Mash” blared through the speakers.

Abby and Megan were having too much fun singing along to notice that, in the thick of the fog, they took a wrong turn. It wasn’t until the town’s streetlights had vanished that Abby realized she had made a mistake.

“Crap! I think I missed the turn. I needed to get on Autumn Oaks Road, but I have no clue where we are,” Abby said. “I don’t even see any street signs.”

“Don’t stress,” said Megan. “We’ll just use the GPS on our phones and get back on track.”

But Abby and Megan were too far out in the country to get cell phone service.

“Now what do we do?” Abby asked, feeling slightly panicked. “These back roads are really dark and I can barely see five feet in front of the car. We’ll never make it to the party now.”

“It will be ok,” Megan said. “Let’s just turn around and go back the way we came. We’re bound to come across an intersection we recognize.”

After driving around for nearly an hour, they were hopelessly lost. Worse yet, the jeep ran out of gas, leaving them stranded on the side of the road. Not sure what else to do, they abandoned the car and started walking in the direction they thought was towards town.

About a half mile up the road, they heard the sounds of a vehicle approaching and saw headlights cutting through the dense fog. An old Chevy pickup truck rolled to a stop beside them. A thickly bearded man wearing a flannel shirt rolled down the window.

“Do you girls need some help?” he asked.

“No, no, we’re fine,” Abby said, feeling the hair on the back of her neck rise.

“Abby!” Megan hissed! “You know we’re stranded. Maybe this guy can take us to get some gas and we can get directions back to town.”

“I’d be happy to take you to the gas station,” the man said. “I saw your Jeep down the road.”

Megan elbowed Abby in the ribs.

“Alright,” Abby said, reluctantly.

The two girls climbed into the truck and sat down.

“I’m Art,” the man said, introducing himself.  “How on earth did you two get stranded all the way out here?”

“We were trying to get to a Halloween Party, but I wasn’t paying attention and missed my turn,” Abby said. “We tried to find our way back, but the Jeep ran out of gas.”

“Well now, that explains the costumes,” Art said with a grin. “The gas station isn’t far. We’ll get you fixed up in no time.”

“Thanks,” Abby said. “We appreciate your help.”

After driving for about five minutes, Art turned the truck onto a bumpy gravel road. Pulling up to what looked like a dilapidated shack in the middle of the woods, he abruptly cut the engine.

“This doesn’t look like any gas station I’ve ever seen,” Megan said.

“Well now, I guess it wouldn’t then, would it?” Art replied. “I think you two girls are in for a night you’ll never forget. If you live that long.”

Abby screamed and grabbed for the door handle. Art quickly jerked her back by her ponytail, causing her to smash her head against Megan’s. She felt a cool trickle of blood run down her temple and then her thoughts went black.

When she woke up, Abby felt confused and her head was pounding. She tried to clear her thoughts and remember what had happened. Looking around, she saw that she was tied to a chair in the middle of what looked like a dirty kitchen. Megan was tied up too, her back against Abby’s.

“Megan! Megan! Wake up!” Abby screamed, nudging her friend. Megan groaned, slumping forward. Finally coming to, Megan tried twisting around, but it only made the ropes around her wrists tighter.

“We have to get out of here, now!” Abby said. “If we wiggle just a little closer, I think I can move my hand enough to loosen the ropes.”

Abby and Megan squirmed and wriggled together, finally freeing themselves from rope’s constraints. Carefully approaching what appeared to be the front window of the tiny shack, Abby struggled to wipe away the grime blocking her view outside.

Suddenly, Art’s face popped up through the dirty smears. Screaming, Megan and Abby made a beeline for the back of the shack. Quickly using a chair to smash out the back window, they ran outside.

“You can run, but you can’t hide,” Art said, eerily calm.

Abby and Megan ducked behind a row of trees. They could hear Art’s footsteps nearby. Fishing into her green and orange stripped stockings, Abby pulled out her cell phone, grateful it was still there. But she didn’t have any service.

“We have to stay calm,” Abby said whispered. “If we can somehow find our way to a spot that does get reception, we can call for help.”

Hearing a twig snap, Abby and Megan looked up, only to see Art brandishing a chainsaw in front of them. The chainsaw roared to life as the girls scrambled to their feet. Not sure where they were going, they ran until their lungs felt as though they would burst.

Looking behind them every few seconds and fearing the worst, they pressed forward.

Finally, they found their way out of the woods and onto a paved road. Slowing their pace, they jogged until they saw street lights, a sight they never thought they’d see again. Recognizing the outskirts of town, Abby dared slow down long enough to pull out her phone and call for help.

As police cars and sirens whirled around them, Abby and Megan clutched each other, shivering in their torn and dirty Halloween costumes.

The police questioned them, and eventually located Abby’s jeep, but they never were able to find Art, his Chevy truck, or the chainsaw whose terrifying noises would haunt them even in their dreams.

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2013 Halloween Hair Contest

Halloween Hair Contest (October 1, 2013 – November 4, 2013)

Do you dress up for Halloween? Whether you are going to a party or taking your kids trick-or-treating, we want to see your costumes! To celebrate Halloween, Human Hair Extensions is hosting a ghoulishly fun three-part contest!

The grand-prize winner of each category will receive a FREE set of extensions up to $99.99 in value! The runners-up in each category will get a $50 Human Hair Extensions gift card! All non-winning entries will receive a coupon code good for 15% off their next purchase. Entries will be accepted October 1- November 4 and can be submitted to promos@halohairextensions.org

Contestants are welcome to enter all three categories, but once a person wins a first or second place award in any category, they are not eligible to win additional prizes. Non-winning entries in the Facebook "like" category and ProX choice category will only receive ONE 15% off coupon code, not two since all entries in the facebook contest were also automatically entered in the ProX choice category. Because of this, all 15% off codes will be emailed on Friday, Nov. 8.

The contest categories are as follows:

Facebook 'Like' Contest

  1. E-Mail your Halloween photos to promos@halohairextensions.org from October 1 to November 4. Be sure to include your name, along with a short description of what is happening in the picture. Please keep the photo content clean. We will not accept entries involving nudity, vulgarity or other controversial subject matter. (NOTE: All entries received for this category will automatically be entered in the “Human Hair Extensions Favorite Halloween Photo Category.”)
  2. We will post your photo to special facebook and pinterest galleries and on our website.
  3. From October 1 to November 4, get your friends and family to 'like' your photo once it is posted to our facebook page. The person with the most 'like's wins the contest.
  4. We will stop counting 'likes' at 5 p.m. EST on Nov. 4.
  5. The winner will officially be announced on facebook and Twitter on November 5.
  6. All prizes for non-winning entries will be emailed following the winning announcement.
  7. The winner will be contacted via e-mail to obtain the necessary information to claim their prize.

Pro Extension’s Choice Photos

  1. E-Mail your Halloween photos to promos@halohairextensions.org from October 1 to November 4. Be sure to include your name, along with a short description of what is happening in the picture. Please keep the photo content clean. We will not accept entries involving nudity, vulgarity or other controversial subject matter. (NOTE: All entries received for this category will automatically be entered in the “Facebook 'like' Photo Category.”)
  2. Entries will be accepted from October 1 until 5 p.m. EST on Nov. 4. A panel of Pro Extension judges will vote for their favorite costume. The person with the most votes wins!
  3. The winner will officially be announced on facebook and Twitter on November 8.
  4. All prizes for non-winning entries will be emailed following the winning announcement.
  5. The winner will be contacted via e-mail to obtain the necessary information to claim their prize.

Scary Stories

  1. There’s no better time to tell a scary story than at Halloween. And we want you to scare us with your best fictional story. Here’s the catch - you have to include at least three specific words from our “Hair” list and three specific words from our “Scary” list.
    Hair Words (Pick Three): Clip-In Extensions, Pony Tail, Body Wave, Redhead, Curly, Human, Hair Scary Words (Pick Three): Blood, Chainsaw, Monster, Ghost, Pumpkin, Vampire, Halloween, Witch
  2. Submissions will be accepted from October 1 to November 4. To enter, e-mail your story, along with a picture of yourself, to promos@halohairextensions.org. Please be sure to include your name and current age. Previously published fictional stories ARE NOT acceptable. This contest is for newly-created content only.
  3. The final time to submit an entry is 11:59 p.m. EST on Nov. 4. All entries will be posted to special facebook and pinterest galleries and on our website.
  4. Human Hair Extensions staff will vote to select the winner and runner up. Winning names will be officially announced on facebook and Twitter on November 8.
  5. All prizes for non-winning entries will be emailed following the winning announcement.
  6. The winner will be contacted via e-mail to obtain the necessary information to claim their prize.

All decisions and entries are subject to review by Human Hair Extensions. Human Hair Extensions reserves the right to disqualify or omit any submission for any reason at any time. All decisions are final. Using online devices to generate likes is not acceptable. Anyone found to be using such methods to better their chances of winning will be disqualified. Submitted photos become the property of Human Hair Extensions and we reserve the right to use the images on our social media pages. Copyrighted or stolen images taken from third-party blogs, websites or other sources are not acceptable and will be disqualified.  

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