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Scary Halloween
Upon this twilight eve a full moon-lite night appeared, Crackling leaves with mounds of bags and children jumping with glee. As graves flew open with ghostly sights witches began their brewing, with stark black eyes and fiery sparks her sight glowing within. As the smoke rose from the kettle below ghost and goblins appeared, then cutout pumpkins with scary faces as the children ran in fear. Begging for candy going door to door and sounds of doorbells ringing, their faces hidden behind their masks of evil with laughter and giggling. The night went on and their pails filled with candy and hungry tummy's, They did not know their parents' eyes shining at the sight of chocolate. Searching through these pails of candy the children's lot got smaller, for the parents ate the children's spoils only to get a sick tummy. The witch knew her brew would end up in the hands of thief’s, giving the children a goodnight sleep with dreams of gobbling there, Candy Treats Not For Conest
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