I'm handing out Halloween candy--actually on Halloween for the first time in 8 years, thanks to Pennsylvania's whacked theories about Halloween--and something creeepy just happened.
My headstone shrieked.
Thunder crashed, lights flashed, the faux stone and the red-eyed skeleton popped out, accompanied by shrill screams.
Not the first time tonight, of course. But this time...
...there was no one on my doorstep.
2 comments:
Ooooohhhhh!!!
Call Sam and Dean!!! ;)
OMG! I can't believe I didn't even THINK of that! LOL
I'm too practical. I decided it was cars going by that triggered it. Sam and Dean would have laughed at me.
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