Hallowe’en

It was Hallowe’en and all the beasties and ghosties and ghoulies were out and about scaring the children. All except one quiet little ghost who didn’t quite approve of Hallowe’en. Yes they were all having fun but was that appropriate at this time of the year, he thought watching the fake ghosts and vampires and clowns running past. There was nothing funny about the Gates of Hell being open, even if only for a few hours.

He sat on the wall brooding until a white dove settled down beside him. Now this is more like it he said to himself, an emissary from Heaven. The dove opened its mouth. The ghost prepared himself for the Pearly Gates. The dove morphed into a crow and pecked his eyes out before flying off laughing.

The little ghost sighed, picked up his eyes and put them back in. He really hated Hallowe’en.

 

 

Copyright October 2016

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