Dear Diary:
While nearing the end of my journey trick-or-treating last year in Forest Hills â" I was then almost 11 â" I came upon an unmanned house with a huge bowl of candy on the doorstep.
Picking up my jaw from the ground, I couldnât believe my good luck. My shoulder devil immediately materialized with a poof and whispered quietly into my ear: âTake all of it! Nobodyâs there ⦠This much loot could last YEARS!â
As the possibilities of mouthwatering candy crept into my brain, I sprinted for the doorstep. Only as I came to a halt at the base of the worn brown stairs did I notice the security cameraâs blinking red light and the small, handwritten sign above the candy that said âONLY TAKE ONE, BECAUSE GOD WILL KNOW!â
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