“He means ‘Happy Halloween,’” said one of the other smoky figures. Xnx )
Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. He opened the comment window and began typing. We are the writer within that you murdered with your callous comments.”
The young boy spoke. “So ends our Halloween tale,” he began. “He means ‘Happy Halloween,’” said one of the other smoky figures. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. They had stopped shimmering and swirling and were now like very dense, colored smoke. You punished the writers and their writings for no reason – unless you count the sick satisfaction you get from making others suffer as being a reason. uh, Mark, I don’t think he gets it,” said the leader.
