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TRICK OR TREAT?: My Entry for FSS #11

HOW THE CHALLENGE WORKS: Every Tuesday, an incomplete “teaser” sentence will be posted on This, That and the Other ( and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to build a story (prose or poetry) around that partial sentence. It doesn’t have to be the first sentence in your story, and you don’t even have to use it in your post at all if you don’t want to.

The purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing. If you care to write and post a story built on this teaser, be sure to link back to this post and to tag your post with #FSS.

This is this week’s prompt: Peeking through the window, her surprise turned to horror when…

This time, I’ll be using a variation of the above prompt. I hope you enjoy reading! 🙂


Carla hummed an old song as she cleaned up her kitchen after preparing dinner. Today, she’d finished all her chores earlier than usual, so the sky was still painted orange and pink by the time she was done wiping down the last bit of the counter.

It wouldn’t be long before her builder husband returned home from work, while one of her two kids was working in another state and the other was away at college. Finding some free time on her hands, Carla then decided to do some crocheting in her favourite armchair and immediately headed to the laundry room to pick up her materials.

On the way back to the living room, she heard a tinkling sound from outside, one that was extremely familiar but very strange to come by in recent times. She even remembered the tune that was playing. Can it really be? she thought to herself.

Curious, she peeked through the window. Sure enough, she saw the big old ice-cream truck that used to drive around their neighbourhood about twenty years ago. Her kids would go crazy every time it appeared, begging her to buy them their favourite treat.

Presently, the truck came to a stop right in front of Carla’s house and its jolly tune went silent. The air felt still again. A silhouette appeared behind the truck’s closed window, which was usually slid open to serve excited customers. Carla smiled and waved at the person, expecting a wave back.

Instead, the door of the truck was bust open, a group of rather short and shabbily-dressed people trailing out. Carla’s expression turned from surprise to horror as she saw each person emerge with some sort of container in their hands—some dragging along their dislocated limbs, some sporting hair matted with blood, some wearing hideous capes.

And they were all heading right to her doorstep.

Carla let out a scream; she hurried to shut the curtains and bolt both the front and back doors. She pushed any pieces of furniture she was able to push up against these doors to prevent the creatures from coming in. Her heart was beating rapidly as she crouched under the dining table, sweating nervously.

“Hey Mrs B,” droned one of them. “Look what we’ve got for you.”

“Go away!” she yelled.

“Knock knock! Open up, Mrs B!” said another in the same lifeless tone.

“I said, go away!

“Oh come on, we don’t bite, y’know?” said one of the females.

“Yeah,” chimed in her friend, chuckling. “Don’t ruin this day for us, Mrs B.”

In a rush of adrenaline, Carla picked up a baseball bat and pulled open the front door with all her might, ready to strike…

“Whoa whoa, Mrs B! Calm down!”

Carla’s eyes were opened wide as the bat lingered above their heads.

“We’re just here trick or treatin’!” whispered a young girl in a butterfly costume.

“Oh, I see.” Carla lowered the bat and smiled apologetically. “Uh, I’ll go get you kids some treats, alright?”

Well, I got tricked anyway, she thought, smiling and shaking her head. Ah, the dangers of overreacting!


An aspiring writer, among many other things. Loves crafting memorable, heartwarming slice-of-life stories. Enjoys creating magical, fantastical adventures for readers to immerse themselves in!

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