Happy Halloween! It's time for the October blog update, and this will be a short but fun one. If you want to support me and my blog, become a patron. Also, purchase my poetry book, "Living Day by Day: A Collection of Poems."
In the late evening, Minnie puts on her black lace dress and bright red heels to go out in town. None knew what she was up to, but she always returned pristine without a hair out of place. The chill of the night should have caused Minnie to grab a coat, but Minnie's never cold. Her flesh was usually like ice on a night like that, but Minnie is as hot as a furnace when she comes home. If you ever encounter Minnie while she's out on the town, never let yourself get caught in her red-painted claws. No one knows why, but death is always close to those who cross Minnie on such nights. It's not worth praying or hiding if you're caught; Minnie is relentless, and she'll get what she wants. How she goes about her gruesome pleasures is anyone's guess, but leave such curiosities for another evening. An early death isn't worth trying to figure out, Minnie while she wears her black lace dress. END.
