Halloween Will Never Be the Same Again

I longed to hear cute costumed kids say “Trick or Treat!” that chilly night. To give each one a goody bag would make me smile with pure delight. Because of Covid, few came by. My little Bandit’s friendly bark and wagging tail delighted all~~ but then the evening lost its spark. When all kids left, a red-eyed “ghoul” appeared. My puppy whined and fled. I froze. Then on November 1 I woke up screaming in my bed. My pup—not black, but solid white— was back. My hair was snow-white too. When I tell others what transpired, they think I’m bonkers. Well, don’t YOU?! October 23, 2022 entered in the 12-16 Lines of Scary Halloween Rhyme Poetry Contest Placed 1st Sponsor: Tania Kitchin