By Maeve Clinger, TIWP Student

“c’mon guys!” your friends call.
you walk into the pumpkin patch.
its dark, 
the only light is from the full moon.
you hear whispers,
but a part of you doesn’t think its from your group.
the bravest are in the front, 
the timid ones in the back.
halloween is the one night when the patch is closed
but you decided to go anyway.
why?
why were you so stupid?
this is dangerous.
you try to tell the others but they aren’t listening
until there’s a rustle from the woods
then that haystack
then that scarecrow.
you are not alone.
you made a mistake.

you shouldn’t have come.