(I’ve gotten some ideas from some songs I won’t name, but either way, the story is still in my writing! Enjoy~)
There were two children that loved Halloween. A twin boy and girl. Every year, they dressed up for it. They never missed a single one. But on the day they turned twelve, they never thought they were getting too old for it, and started planning their next year’s one.
It was this year when they prepared for their grandest costume yet. They dressed up as Renaissance dolls. They looked so fake, that when they stopped moving, people thought they were statues. Which was a good break for them.
During a late hour, they decided to do their trick-or-treating on the other side of town. A neighbor told them that the shortest way to get there was through the forest. So that’s where they went.
The forest was especially dark at this time of night. But the brave, young twins ventured on. Eventually, they came across a Halloween carnival. Everyone was joyous, eating candy corn and cotton candy, riding rides, playing games; everyone was having such a great time that the twins decided to join in the fun.
They rode the Ferris Wheel, Rollercoaster, Caterpillar, Haunted Train. They played every single game booth in the carnival. They ate popcorn, chocolate, candies and goodies from all over the world. The boy twin started to wonder if they even paid for all the stuff. And eating all the treats made him remember. “Hey, sis, we should probably go back to our trick-or-treating,” he said.
“Aw, but we’re having so much fun!” the girl said. “Just one more game, please?” So, he agreed.
They didn’t end up playing a game, but watching a magician, who seemed to be portraying a clown as well. His overlapped clown smile and dark, sunken eyes gave the twins goosebumps. After his show, everyone left, except the twins. That’s because the magician called them over.
“I see you have enjoyed my show,” the Magi-Clown grinned.
“Yes, we have,” they admitted.
“Please stay and watch my circus next,”
Not only was he a magician and clown, but a ringmaster! He took the children to the deeper part of the forest where the children witnessed a real live circus. They were free to roam around, so they saw everything there: a tiger, and elephant, a bearded woman, a lion and his lion tamer, a heavily-built man, tiny men, and even acrobats. The twins did think they were too young for that, though. After the show, the girl twin thought everyone seemed weird and decided that it was time to go home.
“But this keeps getting better! Just a few more minutes?” So she agreed.
It was finally roughly a few hours before midnight. The Magi-Clow-ster met with the twins again. “Did you have fun?”
“Yes, we did,”
“It is getting late. Why don’t you two stay over at our house for the night?” The twins were so sleepy and tired, they agreed.
They walked further into the forest to find a house. Though, it was more of a giant mansion made of wood and silver. The twins thought it looked great. Inside, they saw doors everywhere, which they probably thought were the rooms of the other workers. The Magi-Clow-Ster took them to their own room. The moment they saw their big bed, they immediately fell asleep.
When the boy twin woke up the next morning…he realized morning never came. The pale moon shone down on him, the light reflecting from the window. He quickly told his sister all his worries and doubts. This time, both of them were really awake now.
They tried to escape, but they lost their way through hallways and hallways of doors. It was hard to find the exit. Finally, they came across one room that made them stop and stare. Inside, it held many, many dolls. The twins freaked out and quickly closed the door.
Unfortunately, their noise woke up the Magi-Clow-Ster. His dark eyes seemed to glow red in the dark. “Where are you going, my little dolls?” he mused. The twins tried to run but they seemed to be glued to the floor. The next thing they knew, they blacked out again.
This time, when the girl woke up, she realized she was blindfolded. She nudged her brother awake, hoping he might know something. He seemed to be blindfolded too. As they struggled, the blindfolds slowly started to loosen up, and one peeping eye each widened in horror at what they saw.
There was a blazing fireplace. Surrounding it were the dolls they had seen earlier. The twins watched as dolls were being thrown into it. They didn’t need to watch many horror movies to know what comes next.
The Magi-Clow-Ster came into view and grinned down at them. He looked like a Mad Hatter now. “Now, my dolls,” he sneered. “I have a very special surprise for you.”
He whipped out a small knife. Slowly, he started to cut a sun on the girl’s left cheek and a moon on the boy’s right. Blood trickled down their faces, in which the Magi-Clow-Ster collected. Instantly, the blood pictures dried up and became scars. “You will be remembered,” he promised.
Next, he examined their skin. He fetched a man who held a sponge with rough edges. He scrubbed their skin until they ached and glistened. The twins were in so much pain that they couldn’t feel anything anymore. “You will be flawless,” the Magi-Clow-Ster said. But as he said this, they almost felt as if their clothes were rotting up and turning to dust.
For the final touch, he held their hands. For the first time ever, the twins felt his burning fingers. It hurt them, his hot temperature squeezing their flesh. To their horror, slowly, the heat was going dimmer and dimmer until they couldn’t feel anything at all. “You will be priceless,” he grinned.
And that’s when they blacked out, with their eyes wide open.
Morning finally came after that. Back in the village the twins lived in, a new traveling shop opened up. The place became very popular, and was known for its precious dolls. The main stars were two dolls said to be very old. Their fragile clothes were dirty and almost destroyable so they could never be washed. Their porcelain skin was so delicate and cold to the touch that people were afraid that they’d break it if they did.
“Mommy, I want those two!” One little girl’s eyes twinkled when she saw them.
The man who owned the shop chuckled at her enthusiasm. “Sorry, little one,” he said. “They’re not for sale.”
As he watched her walk away with her mother sadly, the man smiled apologetically. As soon as the shop was empty, he grinned widely and looked directly into the eyes of the dolls. “See?” he said gleefully. “What did I tell you?”
Happy Halloween!! 😀