Salem, Massachusetts
Harold was seeing so many women, dressed as witches for Halloween. It was an overcast day, with a few sprinkles from time to time. All the witches looked so young, and flirted with Harold.
"He's handsome!"
"I saw him first!"
"Seems like these witches like me!" said Harold. "I come all the way from Rhode Island, and I experience this? I gotta be home soon, so I can pass out candy!"
All the witches started chasing Harold, and he ran like the wind, back to his car, with a Rhode Island license plate, and tried in vain to start it up. It broke down.
"Of all days!" he hissed. The witches finally caught up to him, and smothered his face with kisses.
"Why me?!" he howled.
This story was written on Monday, October 31st, 2022. (Halloween)
A/N Poor Harold!!! This is now he wanted his Halloween to be! Being kissed by a bunch of beautiful witches! 😂😂😂😂 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks, and Happy Halloween!! 🎃❤
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