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philnic in a previous Topic posting ("Anyone have plans yet for Halloween?") mentioned that the continuation of a story line, starting, I believe, by rocket, seemsed to have fallen down the list and into a corner. Since Halloween is soon to be here, took it upon this uncertain self to begin a new story, with completion date by October 31st. Unlike the previous story-line, where, what was it?: 3 or 4 words added by a new poster each time, let's make this daring, and a complete sentence, limited to, say, 2 1/2 dozen words, or 30 words! What the heck: maybe a new Halloween novel in the making:



OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12.
 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and the seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.
 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and the seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows.


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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--



 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later.
 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what would that be.
 
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[quote]OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.
 
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Originally posted by Mr. Dark:
AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.

The memory had re-surfaced as a dark unknown in the back of his mind every Autumn since he had first learned of it.


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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.

The memory had re-surfaced as a dark unknown in the back of his mind every Autumn since he had first learned of it.

Oh! All Hallow's Eve! Halloween!! What was he told about that evening, and of the day to come? Like Christmas Eve! Like New Year's Eve. But now, all Hallow's Eve!
 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.

The memory had re-surfaced as a dark unknown in the back of his mind every Autumn since he had first learned of it.

Oh! All Hallow's Eve! Halloween!! What was he told about that evening, and of the day to come? Like Christmas Eve! Like New Year's Eve. But now, all Hallow's Eve!
The day before All Saints' Day? Everybody knew about Christmas and New Year and had parties and special traditions; and maybe special things for the Eves of those days. But, heck, nobody did anything for "All Hallows Day". It was all about the day (and night!) before!
 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.

The memory had re-surfaced as a dark unknown in the back of his mind every Autumn since he had first learned of it.

Oh! All Hallow's Eve! Halloween!! What was he told about that evening, and of the day to come? Like Christmas Eve! Like New Year's Eve. But now, all Hallow's Eve!
The day before All Saints' Day? Everybody knew about Christmas and New Year and had parties and special traditions; and maybe special things for the Eves of those days. But, heck, nobody did anything for "All Hallows Day". It was all about the day (and night!) before!

So why the scary, the goblins, the skeletons on the eve of honoring saints; the door to hell thrown ajar and blasphemes of painting and carnival colors gone amok on faces?



 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.

The memory had re-surfaced as a dark unknown in the back of his mind every Autumn since he had first learned of it.

Oh! All Hallow's Eve! Halloween!! What was he told about that evening, and of the day to come? Like Christmas Eve! Like New Year's Eve. But now, all Hallow's Eve!
The day before All Saints' Day? Everybody knew about Christmas and New Year and had parties and special traditions; and maybe special things for the Eves of those days. But, heck, nobody did anything for "All Hallows Day". It was all about the day (and night!) before!

So why the scary, the goblins, the skeletons on the eve of honoring saints; the door to hell thrown ajar and blasphemes of painting and carnival colors gone amok on faces?

Suddenly, a squeeley monster creature from nowhere screamed out: "Who cares about historical meanings! We can change whatever we want. Halloween eve is only about the evening, the monsters, the scary faces, the candy, the pumpkins. Okay?"
 
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OWEN AND THE HALLOWED HALLOWEEN

Owen could never have anticipated what had been prepared beyond the walls of his family home, on that very special Halloween eve, when he was a boy of 12. Oh, he had read books on Halloween, and knew well the pumpkins and seen the scary costumes that glowed in the dark, but this was to be different.

The dark of night crept into Owen's little town, marring walls of homes with bedeviled shadows. And thus began like all the Halloweens before, and all the Halloweens that could ever be. Mayhem and goblins, skeletons and ghosts. Candy witches and headless horseman. But then--

-- no, no, he wouldn't let himself think about that; not yet anyway. Later. But for now, there was another side of Halloween, not the dark side, but the Hallowed side. And Owen thought of what that would be.

When he was younger, he had seen evil, but didn't know the difference between fearing something and revering it--he still didn't; but, unfortunately, Owen could not discuss it with others . . . when he had tried, in the past, people withdrew from him in fear.

The memory had re-surfaced as a dark unknown in the back of his mind every Autumn since he had first learned of it.

Oh! All Hallow's Eve! Halloween!! What was he told about that evening, and of the day to come? Like Christmas Eve! Like New Year's Eve. But now, all Hallow's Eve!
The day before All Saints' Day? Everybody knew about Christmas and New Year and had parties and special traditions; and maybe special things for the Eves of those days. But, heck, nobody did anything for "All Hallows Day". It was all about the day (and night!) before!

So why the scary, the goblins, the skeletons on the eve of honoring saints; the door to hell thrown ajar and blasphemes of painting and carnival colors gone amok on faces?

Suddenly, a squeeley monster creature from nowhere screamed out: "Who cares about historical meanings! We can change whatever we want. Halloween eve is only about the evening, the monsters, the scary faces, the candy, the pumpkins. Okay?"

"Aw, jeez, Gil! D'ya have to sneak up on a guy like that?" It was Owen's best friend, Gilbert,
who, costumed and ready for the night, had come up behind him as he mused on the porch.
"I didn't sneak up on you. You were standing there talking to yourself again!
"Whaddya think of my costume this year? Pretty neat, huh?"
"I'll say! How did you do the eyes? Those are great!"
"Simple. I took two walnut halves, painted them white, then painted some of the wrinkles red like veins. Then I drilled a hole to see through. They stay in okay if you just squinch your eyes a little. But hey! Wait till you see this!"
Gil reached into a pillow case he brought to fill with goodies.
 
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Concerning the Story Above.

There is something indeed most frightening:
Not everyone showed up to finish the story of Halloween. No, not at all! Perhaps some were captured by ghosts, or wandered away and became invisible in the backgrounds of their own neighborhood. Or others simply slid thru the rocks and cracks of everyday life. Whatever may have happened, this story remained unfinished. And, lo and behold, Halloween was upon us, and the goblins and scary creatures demanded our attention instead.

And so, no time for story telling or story writing. What matter what it all meant? Swept away now with the witches broom into the dust bin of forgotten history, the little goblins like new born children filled the darkened streest to capture the candy pieces in goblin hands throw to them by ancient humans dresssed in the carnage of their own wilted souls. And thus, who was scarier? Ah, then again, just WHO WAS the scariest on this night nearest to death?

The End?



 
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