Clarissa nibbled on her caramel apple, her bright blue eyes sparkling with joy. She snuggled up in a warm fuzzy blanket, pulling her raven hair back into a braid.
The Halloween spirit had penetrated the very depths of her soul. She was ready.
The night was frigid --
"Clarissa!" Her Mom called and she rolled her eyes and went downstairs.
She came back and sat down at her computer and read:
The night was frigid and the monster slithered from the shadows.
She frowned, when had she written that? She kept writing.
The night was frigid and the monster slithered from the shadows with a chilling howl.
"Clarissa!" Her brother called for her. She growled and left again.
Upon her return she started to freak out.
The night was frigid and the monster slithered from the shadows with a chilling howl. It was coming for her. For Clarissa.
She'd never written that. Her heart pounded as the screen began to type on it's own.
I'm watching you Clarissa. I'm right outside your window.
She slowly stepped towards her window and opened the blinds and screamed before cursing.
"Julius! How dare you!"
"You gotta admit I've got mad hacker skills." He laughed brightly, brown eyes shining in the moonlight, his blond hair glimmering in the dark.
"You're crazy." Clarissa shook her head opening the window and kissing him.
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Halloween Vault Contest 2018
FantasyIf you're looking for some mysterious, autumn-themed, and scary tales to quench that All Hallows Eve literary thirst. These are the entries you're looking for! I am also the winner of the Haunted Halloween Party Drabble. My drabble is entitled, The...
