Halloween stories by me Jessica Singleton

Everyone knows I love Halloween every thing...
So as a free for all or as a treat to whoever reads my blogs...
I will put a few of my Halloween themed stories in here for you to read.

This is early because Halloween is still a few days away.

So if I don't say this before then

Happy Halloween to the whole world.

Hector

By Jessica singleton

Once upon a time, there lived a little boy named hector.
Hector was an orphan.
Hector was soon adopted by a lovely couple who wanted a child of their own.
But the couple only wanted a child for show.
And hector soon felt more alone than he did at the orphanage.
Because the couple only clothed and fed hector. Hector never had toys to play with. And the couple ignored the boy. They would not speak to hector until they told him to do something.
Hector soon made his own toys.
He put odd bits and bulbs together from the garage. Hector painted the wooden pieces and he made them spin around.
One day when hector was playing with his spinning tops , he realized that he was able to make things move with his mind.
And in real life, those things flew.
When hector grew up, he made his own toy factory.
Because he wanted to make neat toys that were affordable for children who only have pennies.
So hector made toys that would be sold in gumball machines.
One rainy Halloween night, hector was walking home and he saw a tiny little boy crying in the rain. It broke his heart.
So hector took the child home. Hector gave the boy a candy bar and a bottle of water. Hector owned a skinny cat named mouse. Mouse was always inspecting the company. The child liked the cat.
The police told hector that the boy was abandoned.
The boy was a foster kid.
Hector could see a lot of himself in the boy.
So hector adopted the boy.
When the boy was older, he got into trouble one night and hector had to pick him up.
The boy asked hector if he was mad?
Hector said that he was worried about the boy. When they got home
Hector said are you to old for chocolate?
There was candy bars in a bowl for Halloween.
The boy ate candy.
Years later when hector died
The boy was called to take care of his things.
The boy saw all these odd looking gadgets and painted tops in hector 's room.
He did not understand until he read hector 's diary.

The End


Jack O'Lantern

By
Jessica Singleton

Carved right into the heart of the night.
Black snow flake memory.
I'm sorry but tonight is
not awakening the dawn.
I have nocturnal vision left over.
I'm alone in the house of cards.
Patience and brill wallpapers
wrapped my attempt.
Tell my whispers they haunt the trees
No one can sleep through their cackled whistles
And after all
It'd take a letter from the hands
of god to make me understand.