There's Scissors in My ThroatIt was the night of Halloween,There's Scissors in My Throat5 years ago in Spooky Stories More Like This
A night loved by most,
A night to get candy, hang with friends,
And perhaps see a ghost.
The moon was out
And the wind sent out a chill.
Two girls were walking by,
One with a mind that could kill.
"Worst Halloween ever," Amanda said,
Holding her jester dressed fella doll.
"Why do you say that?" Jesse asked,
The weight of her candy ready to make her fall.
"It's cold, I'm tired, And this is boring.
No one is out and there's no one around.
The night is starting to creep me out-."
Amanda paused. "Hey, what's that sound?"
Jesse looked back and then grinned.
"Maybe it's the ghost of Anna Croat.
They say she comes out on Halloween,
And shoves scissors down your throat."
Amanda clutched her fella tighter.
"Stop trying to scare me,
You know I freak out easily."
The breeze only grew stronger,
The sharp wind ripped through their hair.
Amanda grabbed her arms as she shivered,
Whispers in the wind giving her a bit of a scare.
"Let's just go home," Jesse said at last,