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It was a week before Halloween, and kids everywhere where going to get their pumpkins. They carved them and left them to go to more important matters...Leaving the jack o lanterns alone. Days have passed and their depression grew worse. After a week later due to the anger and depression inside the abandoned pumpkins, rotting away and not having any purpose. So their objective was clear. Before they rot, they will carve as many children as possible, for wasting the pumpkins lives. That is why I am hiding. I'm scared. Where am I going to go? There going to find me, I just know it.
