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Consequences

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by Mel Andela

 

A dead mouse sat in sister’s stocking, a toy car on the stairs for mother, and Jamie nestled with visions of destruction rather than sugar plums.

He sees you when you’re sleeping…

Faint music made Jamie prickle with goosebumps.

Be good for goodness sake…

There was a creak at the door, and a hulking silhouette appeared.

“You’re on my list,” A not-so-jolly voice beckoned. “Time to go.”

“N-no coal?” Jamie squeaked.

“No, when you’ve been really naughty—downright mean—you go to the workshop.”

“Why?”

“Ho, ho, ho,” The laugh was mirthless, merciless. “Who do you think makes the toys?”

 

Mel Andela

Mel fell in love with stories (particularly ghost stories) at a young age, and started writing as soon as she could hold a pencil. Mel lives in a small town in Ontario, Canada, reading anything and everything, and writing short fiction and poetry whenever she gets the chance.

 

 

Vengeance

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by Mel Andela

 

“Trick or treat.” The childlike voice floats down the darkened street. The sidewalks are empty, costumed youngsters long since gone home. It was far too late even for trouble-seeking teens, yet the voice was there, repeating.

“Trick or treat.” The singsong words pierce his ears, a cold sweat beading on his temples. The voice is familiar; he recalls that Halloween, and the news reports about her disappearance for months after. No one had ever suspected him.

He watches a shadow approach his door, a small claw-like hand raking down the window.

“Trick or treat,” it demands in a hollow rasp.

 

Mel Andela

I fell in love with stories (particularly ghost stories) at a young age, and started writing as soon as I could hold a pencil. I live in a small town in Ontario, Canada, and write short fiction and poetry whenever I get the chance.

YEAR THREE

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YEAR FOUR

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