Halloween Descriptive Writing

The days were ticking down. Halloween was now less than a week away and the need for decoration was essential. In a town named Exitium, about thirty minutes away from the California-Oregon border, Halloween was a huge thing. Every year there was a decorating contest. The winner for five years in a row was a woman named Sarah Smith. This woman had short, black, bouncy hair. She was a single mother and had a foster child, Harris. While Harris was at school, Sarah was rushing around stores and malls, looking for the perfect decorations.
After she finished shopping, she hauled all the bags of decorations onto her commodious granite counter. She then took a quick inventory. Once she finished, she looked down at the list and realized one thing that
He face lit up with excitement and Sarah was pleased that she had made his day. He walked towards her, when all of a sudden, a thick green vine shot out of the pumpkin and latched around Sarah’s throat, choking her. Harris, not knowing what to do, just started at the scene. The pumpkin’s cut off side then reunited with the rest of its body. Then, thick green vines shot out of the new pumpkin’s body forming arms and legs, turning it into a pumpkin monster. The monster then tossed Sarah up into the air and swallowed her whole. Then, a skin cell floated away into thin air. The rest of the pumpkin’s cells followed suit and soon, the only thing left was a little piece of parchment. Harris walked over to it and picked it up, still in shock. It read, You must listen and obey or others will
The home was massive. The entrance doors were made of dark oak and had shiny gold doorknobs. He stepped into the house and got an immediate sense of wealth. Everything was neatly polished and dusted. He then saw the family standing in the living room. There was nice velvet colored furniture and a fire burning in the fireplace. They were a family of five. The dad had coal black hair, a thin layer of facial hair, a white tank top with blotches of oil on it and black basketball shorts. The mom was much more forma. She had a tight side braid that dropped over her left shoulder. She had a plain teal dress and pearl white heels on. Their oldest son, who looked about seventeen, had a plaid navy blue and white button up shirt and gray blue jeans. Their next child looked about Harris’ age, thirteen. She had dirty blond hair that was done tightly that dropped over her left shoulder. She had a long black dress with a snowy white top on above it. Their final child was a baby that was held in her mother’s arms. She had a flower onesie on that had various flowers scattered all over it. He was then escorted to bed as the rest of the kids went to their own bedrooms. He was then tucked into bed and his new mom gave him a kiss and turned off the lights. Soon after, he drifted off to sleep. While he was asleep, a windstorm picked up and threw his bedroom window open.