Jaclyn D. Crawford Author

  Little Bones he did creep Up to the door to trick or treat His mask was loose Oops, put it on quick Don’t want to scare anyone I don’t want to spook   I don’t want to fright I want to have fun on Halloween night. The door opened wide A man peeped outside With a bowl full of treats And a smile wide. Trick-or-treat Bones squeaked. “Ahhh! A real skeleton!” The man cried. “No, I’m a black cat. See,” he straightened his mask. “Well, ha-happy ha-Halloween” the man shivered. “Thanks.” Bones smiled. Little Bones the skeleton Loves his candy sweets.

"You’re too chicken to do it,” Sean sneered. The harvest moon shone bright on the two boys.     “I am not.” Jack paused. “Give it here.”   “Remember, you gotta leave it on long enough for me to take lots of good pictures.” Jack rolled his eyes and sighed, “Yeah, Yeah, I know.   Just hand it here.   I can’t believe I lost a stupid bet to you.” Sean picked up a giant pumpkin, “Here you go.” The hole was just big enough for a head to squeeze through. Jack looked hilarious. He peered through the carved-out eyes.   “Hurry so I can get out of here.   Pumpkin guts stink.” Sean took several photos, making sure to try all different angles.   “Alright, that’s enough, help me out.” Jack started tearing at the pumpkin. “Really dude! Help me!” his voice filled with panic. Sean set down the camera and started assisting.   “This isn’t funny man. Get it off.” “I’m trying.” Sean yelled, fear resonating in his voice. They struggled and tugged, yanked, and pulled to no