A quick last-minute entry into this year’s #FallWritingFrenzy2022. The Rules: write up to 200 words, inspired by one of the photos on the blog post; must be appropriate for children–from young-uns through to young adults. Enjoy! Please leave a comment and share if you like it.

“Hurry, Sam,” my sister, Beth, cried out.
“It’s getting dark!” she added. “Mom wants us home already.”
“I know, I know,” I mumbled.
She turned the corner far ahead, disappearing into the dusk on this cold October night.
Under the foggy skies, drawings appeared on the pavement, shining. I hopscotched around the eerie ones. The ground shimmered as silvery water drops edged into the drain.
“Beth, wait up!” I called, but she was long gone.
I saw a light ahead, beckoning me.
Intrigued, I walked up to the house with the streetlight. It flashed at me like the nightlight in my hallway.
I heard a voice, “Come along, come along, my child, warm treats for you inside.”
I turned around but didn’t see anyone.
I edged closer.
“Just a few more steps, it’s all good,” the voice called me.
The sweet smell of cinnamon and chocolate drew me closer.
A woman in a cloak appeared.
I shivered.
“Sam,” she beckoned. “There you are.”
“Mom!” I cried. “Thank goodness. Are those cookies for me?”
it’s always nice to end with cookies!
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Oh goodness, I’m such a cynic…is that really Sam’s mom or is it a creepy shapeshifter? Ahhh!
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