Chapter 1
They always follow on night a year. Halloween. I always thought it was a prank till we started to continue same time and same day. Being prepared was the one thing I could ever do. Trashing my house, breaking lamps, and shattering my phone. You are wondering why I did this. I am making it look like I abandoned my small one story home. 12:00 is when the pumpkin child arrived. one carried a small hand held lamp in the right and in the left was a sharp butcher knife. I shivered every time the image made the way to my brain. The taller pumpkin child just smiled at you with a wide toothy smile. It never carried any weapons in it's hand.
The smaller one was truly a psycho. the smile freaked me out giving the most nasty nightmares.
I frowned at the fact my wife was getting worse. her health getting more weak by the months. the pumpkin children she called them. they weren't "pumpkin children" she was imagining our dead twins. I felt sick that she was using our children for her nightmares. I am going to end it... her blood splattered on the wall making a cold shiver run down my spine as I watched the life leave her eyes. I smell of bleach burned my noise as I started to clean the blood. I made sure I locked the door but somehow Someone entered. I heard faint whisper " we are home father..." I jumped making my head turn around to see not only two pumpkin children but... my wife.. I started to wonder how. Her hair was dark as night with slight grey hair fading through. Her hand was gripping around an axe. The Axe landed into my chest cavity as I gasped for air. I watched as my once alive family was watching and laughing. my wife softly mumbled " time for fun..."
