Halloween was drawing near, the chilling air swept the orange leaves past each haunting porch. Grim decorations hang idly on each curled lantern hook. The sun was setting, a golden yellow glow hung over the town, slowly fading into complete darkness.
“Ok guys, turn off the lights, i’ll tell the story and then we can get candy!” said a young boy named Jack.
“I’m lighting the candles, Bear you close the curtains, and light the jack o'lantern,” said Autumn.
“Why am I always stuck with the dumbest jobs,” said Bear. The second Bear was done talking Jack began telling the tale called “The Rot Of The Jack o'lantern”.
“There once was a boy named Olly, he was greedy and loved candy, he was disrespectful to his mother, to his father, to his brother. The young boy began to chant "Candy Candy! And off he went, but the king was mad, he was angered, he was sad. Olly didn’t know the true meaning of Halloween, and set the king on a tangent” said Jack as he continued to tell the story. “Come on mom!” said Oliver, “Trick or Treating started an hour ago!” Oliver was dressed as a pirate, a fake beard drawn on by a cheap marker. He grabbed a large pillow case and dashed out the door.
“Slow down Olly, if I lose you I’m not coming to find you,” said his mother. The young boy’s feet thumped the hard pavement sidewalk, crunching every leaf he could see. The trees swayed gently overhead, ghostly figures made of sheer fabric hung from each branch. “I’m gonna get so much candy!” announced the boy. Olly’ s mom was following close behind, but just like that her son was gone.
“Olly now is not the time! Where are you?” She said peering through the shivering bushes. “Come on it’s cold out here, Olly!” She said in a belting voice. A snap of a twig made her jump. She turned around, but all she saw was dark historic houses and wandering children dressed in costumes. When she turned round she saw a jack o'lantern, lit with a misshapen smile. She stared blankly at the thing, and slowly backed away.
Suddenly everything went quiet. The wind was not going, the trees had stopped shaking, and the candle blew out. Every street light flickered off in the order they were made. And when they came back on, she was gone, left nothing behind, but that grimace jack o'lantern that began to rot.“
The boys giggled and blew out the lantern. Autumn gave a squeak, she continued to punch Bear in the arm. "I hate you guys!” she said annoyed. The three laughed some more, gawking at the “scary” tale they had just heard. And just like that they forgot the Halloween spirit, they forgot the story’s lesson. But they didn’t care so out the door they went, chanting “Candy candy, we want candy, the rot of the pumpkin is not scary! Candy candy we want candy, when the candle blows out we’ll say a hail Mary!"
They continued to go door to door, but as the night went on there were hardly any kids on the street, and finally there were none. "Where did everybody go?” said Bear inquisitively. They both heard a snap, and a soft ruffle of bushes. When they turned they saw nothing but a decorated neighborhood with candles lit down the street. One by one the small candles blew out. This caused them to stop and stare.
Behind them they heard another snap, when they turned they saw a young boy in a pirate costume.
“Beware the rotting pumpkin,” He said in a numb tone. They stared blankly, but the boy began to make a gurgling noise, and right before their eyes he morphed into a ten foot tall monster. The monster was bony, no flesh or life to be seen, and sitting where his head should be, was a large jack o'lantern. The three stared at the being for a while, “Were so sorry Mister Pumpkin!” said Autumn who then gave the monster a big hug.
The pumpkin then looked down, his bony fingers grasping both of Autumn’s shoulders. He signaled for the two others to join the hug, terrified, they did. The streetlights slowly flickered off, in the order they were made. And when they came on, the children were gone. The only sign of them, a rotting pumpkin that was laid on the sidewalk. As it sat there with its amber glow, the moon began to fall, and the sun began to rise, and the pumpkin blew out.