Satan’s Fall Chapter 1
GET READY TO BE SPOOKED OUT OF YOUR WITS (maybe)………………
Halloween Halloween! I have found this story ABOUT Halloween and i hope you like it! If you do, please tell me so and i can continue the next chapter!!! :)
If you read it all, you will understand it better. SO DON’T MISS OUT AND SKIP BITS!!! 
INTRODUCING, TO MY BLOG FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER………
SATAN’S FALL
The devil on the fiery porch. He was back again that year, the same as he had been for five years running, keeping the majority of Trick or Treaters behind an imaginary line of uneasiness drawn at the edge of the curb with his Hell- red grin and burning cauldrons. It was a scene from Faust, only this was no play; this was my neighborhood.
It wasn’t just kids who lingered apprehensively in the street, but parents as well. In a place where the definition of Halloween was more like cardboard skeletons and plastic jack-o-lanterns, a guy with a penchant for fire and pitchforks could be extraordinarily scary. Really young children were hurried past the residence altogether via lawns on the opposite side of the street, hopefully distracted by candy long enough to save them from the psyche-scarring nightmares certain to result from even the smallest glimpse of him. This left only the few - the brave - to make the journey and collect one of the candy bars given out by the devil basking in the red glow of the doorway.
Trick or Treating in the 1970’s wasn’t the flirt with death that it can be today. At that time, in most suburban settings, people lived in the same house for years and made the effort to get to know their neighbors and their neighbor’s children. It was a safe haven from the malicious world beyond; a stronghold of sterile thoughts and selective ideals. That is why it was more alarming when the occasional anti-Cleaver odd balls, like the Warren family, managed to infiltrate the peaceful utopia and upset the balance of neatly trimmed lawns and Tupperware parties. Especially when at Halloween their oldest son Wayne Warren painted himself red, donned horns, and sat on a throne between two flaming cauldrons on their sunken porch.
Is it too scary already?
Is Halloween a favourite of yours?
Did you like the story?
Did you get SPOOKED by the pictures?
Sharon
Sharon, this post is for you.
Since you are at China and we have a project on “Volcanoes” to do, this post is so you can find some information and comment, tell me and write the website.
I hope to hear from you and HAVE A GREAT HOLIDAY AT CHINA!!!!!! ;)
