We never get trick-r-treaters where I live. This makes me sad. Every year, I buy candy, just in case, hoping that some little spook will come down our driveway and ring our doorbell. They never come. I even stopped putting razor blades in the candied apples. Still, nothing.
Also, no one ever wants to watch horror movies with me. My mom, God love her, is already decorating and dreaming about Christmas. She’s complained to me that they don’t have enough Christmas decorations out yet. Now, I love Christmas, but really.
Anyway, this coming Sunday is the spooky day I’ve been looking forward to. Usually, I try to have something specail prepared for the blog, but that hasn’t happened. However, I did write a ghost story for Halloween. It’s for a competition on The Story Club.
Mine is one of the three entries:
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