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my way to the kitchen and searched through the drawers; I came across a candle and a few matches. I struck the match and lit the candle on fire. I returned to the room and laid the candle on the floor. I noticed that laying on the floor was a bright orange, lumpy pumpkin which had a long, green stem. I picked up the pumpkin and heard a groan. Tentatively I pulled the bright green vine from the stem and heard a scream. I watched in disbelief as the pumpkin grew two legs, two arms, a mouth and two eyes. I threw the pumpkin to the ground and started running through the house trying to find the window I had climbed through before. Once I found it, I climbed through and started running home to tell my mother and father what I had seen. It was completely dark and I had no idea where I was going.

As I ran, I heard heavy footsteps behind me. I looked back; it was the pumpkin. I bolted into the graveyard; I knew it wouldn’t find me there! Carelessly, I tripped over a rock and rolled down a steep hill. As I rolled the twigs cracked beneath me and owl screeched above me. My body stopped rolling and I clearly heard the pumpkin closing in. Quickly I jumped into the closest bush, I was shaking like a leaf; I feared the monster pumpkin was going to eat me! I crouched down in the wet leaves and waited quietly. I jumped when I heard the loud thud of the creature coming closer. I felt around for a heavy log and picked it up. As the monster drew near, I swung the log and smashed it into a million pieces. My nose smelled the rotten stench of the insides of the pumpkin and I saw the scattered seeds all over the ground. Panting I ran home, I swore I would never return to that dreadful place.

I love dressing up in costumes and eating candy. However I will never walk down that dirt road or open that old fence leading into the graveyard ever again. Halloween is not a holiday to celebrate!