witches.

No, that sort of thought comes from the devil. You murmur a quick prayer for forgiveness, and you struggle--though not too hard--to forgive the merchant. You ride on. Enter. You peer at the hard, worn faces of your neighbours--people you've known all your life. Is she a witch? is he? Once such a question might have seemed ridiculous, but everyone knows that Satan is loose. And the prince of darkness is a master of disguise.


/Since when did witches become so dark. What happened to good witches like Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and the good witch of the west from The Wizard of Oz. geeeeeeeeeeeez.

ANYWAYS.. Halloween was yesterday and it was greaaaat, considering i haven't done Halloween in about two years. I was a princess, yes, a princess.. and i trick or treated (!!) barber shop quartet style with rheanne and miguel, minus the fact that rheanne screamed it more then she sang it. but its all gooooood. Handing out candy with everyone else was fun too!, and "crashing" that party, hahaha. "What are all the straws for..?" 'uuuh, i think they're..sharing..?' Goodtimes... wish we took more pictures though.

spooky creepy haunting stories, anyone?

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