Jimmy, eight years old, had picked out the perfect Halloween costume since he’d decided to be a drooling, scowling werewolf that would prowl the neighborhoods in search of the most candy possible, from both the longtime neighbors and the newcomers who didn’t yet know the routines of the area, so Jimmy put on some extra face paint and made sure his fangs were extra sharp in the hopes of scaring the house owners into giving him more candy, and it must have worked since he came home with the biggest candy haul ever, which he enjoyed immensely for several days.
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