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Gregory Blair's avatar

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫

I shivered as dark shadows shifted.

Wandering the rumored haunted wood had seemed a lark. But chills slithered down my neck as I felt the icy, fetid breath of the fabled witch of the wood right behind me.

"I'm so hungry," she said, opening her unhinged jaws like a snake.

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Let's Play

Porch lights clicked off as the tricker or treaters returned home.

Beneath the moon, something stirred.

By midnight, every Halloween decoration had gathered at the playground.

Children followed the laughter into the dark.

“We are awake,” the wind whispered.

By morning, the playground was empty.

So were the children’s beds.

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