Early in the morning before All Hallows’ Eve, a ten-year-old boy, left to go to his bus stop for school. It was a very foggy morning, streetlights still on, and a chill in the air. He had a feeling, a feeling that someone was watching him. You know that feeling, when your hairs stand up, your stomach gets queasy, and your heart starts beating faster and faster. He kept looking all around - at this house, at that house, at this bush and behind that one, but no one was there except the kids who are always there at the bus stop, kids from his school.
He pushed his way onto the bus and sat down, still looking frantically around. Even though he didn’t see anything, he knew something was there; he knew something wanted to get him.
After dinner, his friend called him to come over. Joe’s mom said okay. When Joe got to his friend’s house, his friends’ mom told him that he was not home. Joe was very confused and went to the sidewalk, looked around for any of his friends and saw … no one - no one but the shadow behind the red curtains.
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