Trick or treat smell my feet give us something yum to eat.
“I pick trick” A croaky voice, creepily mumbles from behind the door. Screams echo through the empty but yet busy streets. Three kids enter the haunted house ready to get a scarring of a lifetime. Ghosts and skeletons appear off the walls. “Not scared” the three bratty little kids say. You'll be scared now. The creepy neighbour yells as he draws a sword out of his thick throat. Ahhh skin begins to flake of nothing but a dark black clock remands. Slowly day by day turning into stone.
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