Telling ghost stories is a great Halloween tradition. Everyone gets to contribute to the story, making it a twisted, crazy tale! I'll start.
*sits close to the campfire so that the firelight makes shadows on her face and speaks in a spoooky voice*
One dark Halloween night, the trees started to change shape. Terry knew this because she was watching them through her bedroom window. She was wearing her pirate costume, ready to go trick-or-treating. But she wasn't sure she wanted to go out tonight while the trees were twisting into grotesque shapes. One of them looked like a witch, and one of them looked like a ghost. And the tree in her front yard looked like a hangman. One spindly hand reached for her window, and...
Veni Vidi Vici
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