by Dandelion Doolittle

Created on: July 01, 2010   Last Updated: July 05, 2010

Halloween brings back memories of pumpkins, goblins, ghosts and witches, anything scary.  The month of October was a brisk and frosty month, when chimneys were filled with smoke, and it was necessary to bundle up.  Everyone had jack-o-lanterns displayed in their windows.  We enjoyed the costumes we made at home, but we mostly looked forward to trick or treating.  We decorated our paper bags and went cruising throughout the neighborhood.  Ten o’clock was our bewitching hour, and we returned home with full brimming bags of candy. “I got some dollar bills!” exclaimed my brother with excitement.

There was one dangerous looking house in the nicer part of town where the houses were humongous.  It was known as the “haunted house.”  No one bothered to go there except on Halloween.  One particular year when I was about twelve, a small group of us decided to pay a visit.  It too was gigantic, but it was dilapidated and run down from neglect.  It sat back from the city sidewalk and was surrounded by a sizeable yard.  In the front yard there were barren trees with broken limbs.  In addition, there was a towering iron fence all around the property with deteriorated “no trespassing” signs hanging crooked.  The insidious fence required an arduous climb to get to the top and then over.  It was a challenging task.  “Come on, you can’t chicken out now!” said my friend Michael.  “Yeah!  But this fence is so high!” I uttered.  I was easily shaken at what I saw, but extremely curious because of all the stories I had heard. Supposedly, as rumor had it, a creepy old woman lived inside.  One Halloween four kids went into the house, and only two came out.  The old lady living there captured two of them and they disappeared.

Each one of us punctiliously climbed the tall iron fence.  The yard was desolate and gray.  The grounds were sparse and spooky, perfect for a Halloween adventure on such a haunting night.  Timidly we entered into the eerie house.  It was dark, but with the incandescent full moon, there were illuminating shadows cast about.  It was thrilling and allowed our imaginations to work overtime.  A couple of the kids were equally as scared as me, and they started howling.  “Ooowww!  Ooowww!” could be heard to enhance the atmosphere.  There were many

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