On a cold, cold spooky night,
Sometime close to Halloween,
I was looking outside my window,
To see what I could see.
It was a chilling night,
And oh 'twas full of fright.
When I happened to look up,
Oh what on earth did I see?
I woke my brother up and said,
"Ralph, there's a vampire in the tree."
Thus ends the first installment of stories from my formative years. While I do have three brothers, Ralph is a fictitious name I chose at random. I hope, if nothing else, anyone reading this has found enjoyment from it. I like to think my writing has improved drastically since I was a pre-teen and look forward to bringing you more conjurings from my deranged mind. Until then, I bid you all: Rest In Peace.