And if you see that witch dressed in the slinky outfit on Halloween, point your boyfriend or husband in the opposite direction and point to the candy and drinks.
… nothing. The approaching sounds just stopped and turned to a silence that threatened to drown itself in the water-laden air. There was an impatient grunt behind me, followed by a hissed “You check,” and a sharp shove in the middle of my back. I lurched forward. I immediately caught myself, but it was too late – I was exposed, out in the front of the house, in clear view of everyone else going up to the door to ask for candy. I looked down the sidewalk, then spun around to see if he’d gotten behind me. But, no… Mr. Husky wasn’t there. I glanced around more slowly, and I still couldn’t find him in the mist. “Well?” That was Jake, the one who must have pushed me. I put my hands into my jeans pockets, intending to look more cool and collected than I felt, and my fingers closed on a melted Hershey’s bar I’d forgotten I’d stashed for later. The chocolate oozed through my fingers, and I was just about to jam my hand into Jake’s face for revenge when I saw the eight little beady red eyes staring forward from just behind the gang. Then, there came that deep whispery, dead-leaves-on-dried-bone voice none of us could ever forget, no matter how hard we tried. “You brought chocolate?”
katina.cooper about 5 years ago
And if you see that witch dressed in the slinky outfit on Halloween, point your boyfriend or husband in the opposite direction and point to the candy and drinks.
Neo Stryder about 5 years ago
Should I be worried that Raggedy Ann and Andy are chasing a pumpkin?
SHAKEDOWNVILLE about 5 years ago
I’m well “ghouled” in these matters.
Ida No about 5 years ago
… nothing. The approaching sounds just stopped and turned to a silence that threatened to drown itself in the water-laden air. There was an impatient grunt behind me, followed by a hissed “You check,” and a sharp shove in the middle of my back. I lurched forward. I immediately caught myself, but it was too late – I was exposed, out in the front of the house, in clear view of everyone else going up to the door to ask for candy. I looked down the sidewalk, then spun around to see if he’d gotten behind me. But, no… Mr. Husky wasn’t there. I glanced around more slowly, and I still couldn’t find him in the mist. “Well?” That was Jake, the one who must have pushed me. I put my hands into my jeans pockets, intending to look more cool and collected than I felt, and my fingers closed on a melted Hershey’s bar I’d forgotten I’d stashed for later. The chocolate oozed through my fingers, and I was just about to jam my hand into Jake’s face for revenge when I saw the eight little beady red eyes staring forward from just behind the gang. Then, there came that deep whispery, dead-leaves-on-dried-bone voice none of us could ever forget, no matter how hard we tried. “You brought chocolate?”
some guy about 5 years ago
Why is this adorable