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by Josephine W.
New Hampshire, WEMH
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Page 10
Walter did not want that to happen to his pumpkin. The night he had a nightmare that his Pumpkin House became a Jack-o´-Latern. It was smoky and had been carved with a scary face! His moss rug and furniture was raggy and shaggy. His house was no longer private or luxurious.
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