by Dawn DeBraal
Freddy Blake couldn’t wait to use his invention on Halloween night.
At a quarter to nine, he stopped time, and stole all the candy in sight.
Freddy Blake’s ray gun froze them still, as they stood with candy in hand.
Their arms were stuck, his favorites did pluck from every bucket and pan.
When his bag was full, he could carry no more, Freddy ran home with his stash.
With candies and cake, a bad belly ache, Freddy felt himself crash.
Freddy released his hold on time, allowing the world to resume.
The treaters and more were running galore, under the light of the moon.
When his father found out what Freddy had done, he whipped him soundly to bed.
Freddy, they say, used his time ray and forwarded his parents to dead.
Dawn DeBraal lives in rural Wisconsin with her husband Red, a slightly overweight rat terrier, and a cat. She has discovered that her love of telling a good story can be written. She has published over 200 stories in many online magazines and anthologies. She was also Falling Star Magazine’s 2019 Pushcart Nominee.