Placed low in the sky, was a bright, shining moon shimmering in the sky. It was the night of the year, the night
we could all escape isolation. Me and my friends decided we would celebrate by walking down to the old
barbers house. The barbers house was aged and rickety, It was surrounded by tall twiggy trees. All the leaves
were dry and crumpled on the ground. The strange thing was, it was the middle of summer. I felt a cool
breeze flow down my back, I instantly turned around fearing something was watching me but It was only the
moon staring at me, illuminating the sky. When I turned back around I found that it wasn’t the only thing
staring at me.