Peering out my window, I can see the parade of little ghouls, and ghosts making their way through the neighborhood.
They collect their treats, and watch their bags swell with each visited house.
I clutch the bowl to my chest; waiting for my turn to bring my brand of Halloween into their tiny lives.
Here they come! A ballerina, is it? and a ninja turtle; how adorable!
"Trick or treat!" they cry happily, as I open the door, and dropped my treats into their bags.
I cackle, thinking of their expressions, upon seeing the severed fingers among their candy loot.
Rodindeadpan over 9 years ago
So it was you....we would have complained if not for that nice ring on our finger treat.
Jason Mott over 9 years ago
My pleasure, wear it in good health!
Kate Gowers over 9 years ago
I want to know who originally owned the fingers...
Jason Mott over 9 years ago
The fingers most likely belonged to some slightly less lucky trick or treaters, I would imagine. :)