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 If Only They Could Speak Oh my God I’m so worried Halloween is coming. I wish I could be an ugly pumpkin so no one will choose me for “Carving”. But all of a sudden, a guy came and I couldn’t describe my happiness when he passed without picking me so I shouted “hooray I’m still alive !” to myself. Next day on Halloween a man came and he wanted a nice pumpkin so unfortunately he chose me. I was so scared like a kitten alone in the dark and also I thought that my life was over. At night it was time to trace and cut, which was carving! They all went and left me all alone in the dark. Later the small boy threw me on the table like a ball and he, took my guts out so they could cook them, then they poke a big hole with a sharp knife for my nose and two triangles for my eyes. That I was really fainting they drew a mouth on my face with a sharp marker that ripped my skin off. Hello! Have you ever heard of lipsticks? Guys, we have feelings and emotions exactly like you. Have mercy on us! Article posted February 17, 2011 at 03:30 AM • comment • Reads 972 • Return to Blog List Add a CommentPosted Comments |
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