One day while Mrs. Holly was watering the plants into her yard she found a pumpkin. Thanksgiving was coming up so she thought it would be a good idea to make pumpkin pie. She picked up the pumpkin and brought it into her home.
Mrs. Holly put the pumpkin on the kitchen counter, stared at it, then went to get her cookbook. She looked through the cookbook and found the recipe she was looking for. She read over what ingredients and materials she would need.Once she had everything, she went over to the pumpkin with her kitchen knife. The pumpkin was frightened by the knife, he thought that he would be used as a decoration, not a ingredent! "Stop!" the pumpkin yelled at Mrs. Holly.
Mrs Holly was horrified, pumpkins aren't supposed to talk. She put down the knife and moved her face closer to the pumpkin. "Did you just talk?" Mrs.Holly questioned, curious.
The pumpkin then started to change, holes started to form on the pumpkins surface, as if meant to represent a face. Finally, the pumpkin answered, "Yes."
Mrs. Holly's curiosity grew, wanting to know more about this pumpkin. " Is it safe for me to eat you?" Mrs. Holly asked.
The pumpkin was silent, until he muttered, "Yes, although I will not be very happy."
Mrs. Holly thought about how she could just go buy another pumpkin, but then remembered that she did not have time to get a new one. "I'm sorry, but I still have to make a pie for my family," Mrs. Holly told the pumpkin.
The pumpkin stared at her, and then spat pumpkin seeds in her face. "Yuck!" Mrs. Holly screamed in disgust."Thats what you get for going against my wishes," the pumpkin told her.
The pumpkin started to glow when he said, "If you make any move to harm me I will put a curse on your family."
Mrs. Holly scoffed at the pumpkin and said," I dont't think a pumpkin would have that kind of power, talking or not."
"So be it," the pumpkin said.
Mrs. Holly then picked up the pumpkin and placed it on a cutting board, preparing to cut it open and remove the pumpkin guts.She stared down at the pumpkin and went to get the knife and a bowl. She returned to the glowing pumpkin, Preparing to slice it open. She lowered the knife and it grew even brighter.
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Just dessert
Short StoryJust a short story that I had to write for English class. Basically about a pumpkin.