Haddonfield Guest: American Shaped

Narrated portrait of American Halloween offering hometown/lifestyle/superstition expression of things of crossings and cute fears.

Halloween season tale. Thanks for reading! 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no ties to any person(s)/body and all images/references used herein (therefore) comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translation/critiques).

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"Friends, it was Halloween/Autumn in the American Homeland; my name's Amlan Satan; I'm a Slovak-Algerian Catholic citizen of the States. Boy, do I love pirate gear(s)! I dressed up as a pirate...well, sort of an inventive pirate, with an inventive 'spin' on the visage of pirate life/getups. I wandered around my small American Homeland hometown of Haddonfield on Halloween Eve that Autumn in my special pirate-costume (homemade) for some language of hometown language (Facebook-like!)."

NEIGHBOR: You crossing that haunted house this Eve, pal?
AMLAN SATAN: Well, I guess I'll be trekking around with my candied cranapples.

NEIGHBOR: Ha, a 'spin' on candied-apples, eh?

AMLAN SATAN: Pirates like the pickup life; so I picked cranapples to make candy.

NEIGHBOR: So, you'll be trick-or-treating and gifting kids your candies walking.

AMLAN SATAN: I guess my Haddonfield Halloween finds me exploratory, friend!

NEIGHBOR: Go ahead and do us a favor then and knock on the haunted house!
AMLAN SATAN: I guess that's Haddonfield Autumn language (Facebook-like).

NEIGHBOR: Good luck, Mister Pirate (hahaha)...

"Of course, my neighbor was right. My Haddonfield Halloween visage for language had me in the right diplomatic stance to knock on the haunted house door as a representative of my small hometown in the American Homeland. I felt like Ichabod Crane, but I was a pirate that Halloween's Eve; and that haunted house our town gossiped about...well, it was inhabited by a grumpy old war-veteran who passed; and every now and then, folks claimed they sighted the apparition outline of a lady/girl in the window of the now-abandoned (un-resold) Haddonfield house (Facebook-like!)."

NEIGHBOR: Did you make for discovery, pal?

AMLAN SATAN: I knocked on the door of that house, friend.

NEIGHBOR: And?

AMLAN SATAN: I heard the old TV-set in the house was turned-on, friend?

NEIGHBOR: What?
AMLAN SATAN: Any Given Sunday was playing.

NEIGHBOR: And?
AMLAN SATAN: I kept peeking through the first-floor window to watch the TV.

NEIGHBOR: And?

AMLAN SATAN: Well, Autumn in the Homeland is college-football/NFL time, no?

NEIGHBOR: And?

AMLAN SATAN: That football movie played on the TV inside the haunted house.

NEIGHBOR: And?
AMLAN SATAN: I thought I heard the apparition skipping inside, friend...

NEIGHBOR: Jesus Christ, pal!

AMLAN SATAN: "All's psychology in Haddonfield for Halloween, neighbor(s)."

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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