Being Followed

I had quite a fright this evening.

As I was walking around the neighborhood, I noticed a tall person following me.


I quickly walked to the nearest bench and sat down.

She sat down right behind me.


I tried to keep quiet as I tiptoed to hide behind the nearest tree.

I peeked out and there she was, hiding behind a tree looking back.


I decided I needed to get in the house where it was safe. Maybe this pest would leave.

Later, when I went to the garden to pick greens.


I saw her arm raised with scissors in her hand.


I grabbed my basket and ran back to the house as fast as I could go.

Happy Halloween!


The FLOWER is fearless.

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