Funny Faced GirlA Story by M.E.LyleA Holloween StoryThe Funny Face Girl
She was there, standing in the door frame, scars and new cuts covered her body, she glared at me, "Trick or Treat," she giggled shyly, while shuffling her feet from side to side. "What?" I mumbled, "is it that time of year again?" "Yes sir," she said quietly, "Halloween, October 31st again." "But you're a month early." I looked down at my watch to confirm my claim. "Yep, according to the calendar on my watch it's only September 31st, you're a month early." I looked up at her, she was tall and slender, and appeared a bit old for trick or treating. I could barely make out her darkish brown eyes behind her Raven mask, but I could see a glimmer in them that reflected an air of innocence. "Well," she replied, "your watch seems to be in error. There is no September 31st. Check again, go on, check it." I did as she asked. My knees became weak and began to buckle as I looked at the date glowing on my watch, October 31st, 2018. "What the... how, I mean, the year isn't even right." My head spun with thoughts of insanity, wondering where the past two years had gone. Something must have been wrong with my watch, so I banged it with my other hand, but the date remained the same. "Who are...what are you?" I stammered. She slowly removed her mask revealing the face of a silly girl I had fallen in love with back in high school. "I'm Angry Bird," she smiled, "but I'm not angry anymore. Trick or Treat?" She threw both arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. "Funny Face," I said softly, "where have you been all this time? My heart still hurts. You left it in such a shamble, I thought I might never recover." "Gone," she said, "just gone." Things began to blur before me when suddenly I gasped awake with the bright, green light shining on the traffic light and the sound of a horn, "Hey buddy, move it," came a voice from the car behind me. I glanced up and mumbled, "Uh oh, it's happening again."
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9 Reviews Added on October 2, 2016 Last Updated on October 30, 2020 AuthorM.E.LyleWills Point, TXAboutSo now I am 34 plus 40. Use the old math...it's easier. I'm an old guy who writes silly stories containing much too much dialogue. I can't help it, I just get stuck. I ride my bike trainer, our r.. more..Writing
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