Not Eerie In the Moonlight

The house did not look eerie in the moon light. It was Halloween, but I did not feel one bit of fright. We knocked on the door with a rat-a-tat-pat. Whose there? Yelled a voice. It was raspy and phat. Trick or treat! We all yelled. There must have been five. There was a chain rumble and then man alive! A ghostly figure floated out of that wooden door. We don’t have enough treats! He yelled. BRING ME MORE! We scattered and screamed. I was the loudest of all. A shrieking woman was at least six foot three tall. You won’t need more treats! I yelled at the ghost. We were running for our lives, away from the host.