As I mentioned before, I run down University during the week. Last year, during October, one of the houses on the street scattered glow-in-the-dark bones in their yard. It is dark in the mornings when I run this time of year. I wish I was joking when I told you that more than once I picked up my pace to make sure the bones didn't ... I don't know ... get me, I guess.
This year, bones weren't enough. It seems that everyone on the street has gotten into the holiday spirit. University is now a series of dodging witches, ghosts, and at least one grim reaper driving a demon pumpkin carriage. The scariest by far is a house that has filled the trees with spiders of all sizes and hung a mummy-person upside down over the sidewalk to look like the spiders have captured a human. The mummy-person sways ever so slightly in the wind. I swear I saw it twitch one morning.
Oh, sure ---- you say to me ---- those are just "pretend" and they can't really hurt me. That's what you say, but you're not running by them every day. You can't see their shifty little eyes "watching" me. Mark my words --- those spiders are up to something.
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