PHOTO PROMPT © Jeff Arnold
ZOMBIE EYES
My cousin always gave
me the creeps.
When she visited on
Halloween, I wasn't happy.
Angie had arrived
dressed like a zombie. The clothes were superfluous, she already had
zombie eyes.
'You and Angie can go
trick or treating,' said Mum.
We went knocking on
doors.
Old Freddy shouted and
sent us on our way, as I knew he would.
Angie didn't like that.
Once home she sat and stared at Dad's chess set and I swear a piece
moved.
We heard later that Old
Freddy had died.
They said, from the
look on his face he died of fright.
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