The Curse of The Pumpkin

*For the Trick or Treat comp*
Tonight's the night, the day I wait for, I dream of, I believe in. It's not like Christmas, where some of it's made up, and it's not like your birthday where you don't do anything.
This is Halloween.


4. Cursed

The night was still, yet as loud as a rock concert. With the wind bellowing every where, and trees falling, moving and lifting, random objects going everywhere, it really was an interesting sight.

"You took the candy didn't you?" Mr. Pumpkin asked.

"Well," We were all speechless. I knew something wasn't right, I just knew it.

"RUBY and CHLOE and JAZZY, I curse you three. That candy wasn't normal candy. It was my candy that I made myself, cursed candy- whoever touched it becomes cursed and that would be you guys."

I tried to object, but couldn't as my mouth was sealed shut. So was Chloe's and Ruby's. I felt worried. What had Mr. Pumpkin done to us?

"This is my Halloween trick, I play it every year. You just happened to be the souls that I felt like picking on. Oh, one more thing, you're cursed forever, you can't break it! Mwhahahahaha!" Mr. Pumpkin cackled, flashed us an evil smile, and then his flame blew out. That was the end of that

I guess it's not so bad. The only sign of the curse is that we can't speak, so it's not that bad.

We tried to start walking, to separate from each other as we were a little too close together but we couldn't. We were joined at the hip, quite literally.

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