There once was a house in our neighborhood. It was a dark sepia Victorian with cream trim, and it was girthed with a fence like this. It crouched with its lights out, dark and brooding, on Halloween. It haunted me more than any of the decorated homes.
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Fall . The smell , feel , taste , wind & sound . I am an October baby . So i love the fall . I feel like if i was born in a different month i wouldn't be the person i am . my birthday definitely shapes me as a person . It separates me from a lot of people
The smell of the cold Autumn breeze blowing through the thin pieces if your hair and the pumpkins everywhere. Long walks with your boots with the crunch of the orange, yellow, and red leaves beneath your toes. The signs that autumn is near.