I met him fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no, uh, conscience, no understanding and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six year old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes, the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply evil...He's been here once tonight. I think he'll come back. I'm gonna wait for him.
More specifically, I need ideas for a Hallowe'en costume. Some friends of mine are going as Transformers, and my son is mad at me for not having a costume for the past two years. So far the suggestions are:
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I rather think the second one is more likely...
2 comments:
A Jason costume would be sweet, as long as the costume won't scare your son. (I'm reminded of when I was 6 and scared of the Joker--though I was a wuss...still am >.<)
For other ideas maybe think about any favorite fictional characters, or something.
What about my idea of widescreen Jack Skellington?
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