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HALLOWEEN NIGHT

Today was one of the the best days ever! it’s a day you get dress up and become a charter. I was a black cat, I wore two black fluffy ears, a huge black tutu with a tail, three pointed whiskers on each side of my face. And a black painted nose on my nose. Finally the time has come, as I walked outside chills went through my body. the whistling wind smack I the face. I walked up to the first house house and got a huge chocolate bar. I began to zoom down house to house. As i was walking I took a bite candy. The hard sugary filled my mouth. It was super dark that moon shined so bright like a disco ball. The sweet smell filled my nose and I knew the night wasn’t over. The last house I went to was very creepy, it had lot’s of

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