Halloween Candy

Last Halloween, I was waiting at my front door, giving out Halloween candy to Trick-Or-Treaters all evening. Some children came alone, some were with adults. When they held out their bags, I happily dropped the sweets and treats inside. As it grew dark, things started to die down. When it seemed like nobody else was going to come, I decided to call it a night.

I was just about to turn my porch light off and go to bed when there was a knock on the door. It seemed much too late for children to still be out, but I grabbed a handful of candy and opened the door.

There were two children standing on the porch but not wearing costumes. They were the strangest children I'd ever seen in my life. Their skin was ghostly white. Their eyes were completely black. Their teeth were jagged and too big. The entire look was more disturbing than anything I'd ever seen. But their clothes were just ordinary shirts and pants. Confused, I asked them, "What are you supposed to be? Some kind of monster?"

"No," said the children as their mouths widened into broad, leering grins. "Tonight we're dressed as humans."

Filled suddenly with a chilling sensation of doom, I slammed the door and locked it. Through the peephole, I could see two strange trick-or-treaters standing outside the door, motionless. Then they began pounding on the door and telling me to let them in. The door shook and seemed like it was about to fall of its hinges. Then, just as suddenly as it began, it stopped. When I looked through the peephole, they were gone. The street outside was deserted.

I don't know about you, but this Halloween, I'm not opening the door for anyone.