Halloween Nightmare

By Mary Rudzinski, 100 words (15th Annual Halloweensie Writing Contest)

The howl of a wolf

Echoed through the night fog.

Leaves crunched loudly

as I tripped over a log.

I jumped to my feet

I thought I heard singing.

The moon showed black bats

Flying low, nighttime winging.

Ahead in the dark

In the middle of a clearing

Stood a witch with a broom

Cackling and sneering

“If its treats that you want

You’re in the wrong place.

I only cast spells

And then I give chase.”

I ran for my life

Filled with fear and great dread-

Just in time I woke up

Safely tucked in my bed.