Collections of Madness

As the grandfather clock grew silent after chiming for the 13 th time, the kids’ whimpering filled the void…crying due to being scared shitless or from the injuries of their tumbles down the stairs. Panicked, Harry jumped up and ran to the front door jiggling the handle feverously but without success. “It’s stuck! Where is Roger; I want to get out of here…now. Did you hear noises coming from the basement? Fighting? Is Roger with the others downstairs having scared them with another ‘Jump Scare’?” And that’s when Harry and Charles notice Joey calmly stroking a purring slate-grey cat he was holding. “Is that what rushed in front of you at the top of the stairs causing us to tumble?” Charles had to blink twice and shake his head still groggy from the tumble…for he could almost swear the cat’s lips were moving as if talking to Joey. “Poor thing. I think we scared it. I think it lives in the basement and needs us to go down to fill its water dish and food tray.” As if Joey had lost...

So how would YOU sneak out of your house on Halloween night? The bully Roger Simmons had targeted his prey for his “I double-dog Dare you” to spend the night in the haunted old Barnaker house. For Joey, it was simply walking out the backdoor leaving his younger siblings in charge of their parents drunk on the couch. The athlete Darren said he was tired from his late ball practice; so, went to bed early for his early morning weekend practice. Then just waited for silence downstairs to slip out his window. Rich had recorded himself snoring and looping that, he placed the tape-player under his pillow, arranged other pillows to shape a false body and left home. Harry…as normal his parents fell asleep on the couch so he just walked out the front door. Charles picked through his Halloween collection of candy, leaving his single-dad with his favorites to munch on while he too watched TV. Allowing Charles to slip out his bedroom window. Each by his own means made it to the old house...

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