The Halloween Porch Swing

The Halloween Porch Swing

"There," said my Dad, as he handed me our jack-o-lantern. "Just set it on the porch.” I walked out and set it on the porch. I sat down on the porch swing. I love the night. Especially on Halloween’s Eve right before midnight. My dad came out in his cheesy Dracula costume. He carried two plates of pumpkin pie out. He set one in my lap. “Dad, that costume is not even going to scare a two-year-old.” “Well then, it will scare a one-year-old.” My dad said waggling his eyebrows up and down. I couldn’t help but laugh. After we wolfed down our pie, we swung on the porch swing. Suddenly, the scene around us changed. We were now in a jungle with green vines everywhere. I looked around. My dad said, “The stars are beautiful tonight.” I looked up. The trees were covering the stars. Suddenly the scene switched to a desert. The a forest, field, haystack. It kept changing, finally fed up, I stood up. The scene switch back to my house right as the alarm I set went off telling us today was Halloween. I sat back down nothing happened. My dad was looking at me weird, “Are you okay Katie?” I laughed at myself, I probably had a moment of craziness. “Yea. I am just fine.”

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