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October 31, 2010
He wore a cardboard box painted bright orange and had a face carved in it. The box was almost as big as him; he had to go sideways through doors and carried a lamp. Was he meant to be a pumpkin? There was a look of discomfort on his face. He was the tallest amongst his friends yet something else distinguished him from the others. There was a certain spark about his smile.. something rather striking and mysterious. A glint in his eyes. He seemed like the perfect leader for the group. All the households hoped they would see him again...