Two girls, arrive in Halloween Town unexpectedly. They each have their own problems. They must set aside their differences and help each other.
Teenage-becuase of bad language
Astra and Pheobe are so alike but they are so different. They are not really friends, but they are acquaintances.
One day they were hanging around the graveyard, west of the park. Pheobe, who has short brown hair, blue eyes, and wears a blue shirt, a dark grey jacket and black jeans, was leaning foward on a gravestone. Astra, who has long blond hair, green eyes and wears a long red shirt, a black skirt and a black and red chocker, was lying on the ground next to Pheobe.
"Not a nice day out, is it?" Astra asked.
Pheobe looked up, the sky was grey and overcast. She shook her head. "What shall we do today?"
"I dunno," Astra shrugged " Too many little kids are in the park." A few five years old were running around the park, screaming in joy. Astra got up and streched, "We could head home, I think it's gonna rain." But as Astra jumped over the raised mound where the person was burried, her foot sunk down into the grave. She tried pulling it out, but it sunk down even further. She screamed. She was getting pulled down further and further. Pheobe spun around and grabbed Atra's wrist with one hand and held the edge of the gravestone with the other. Astra used her free foot to try to pull her self up but that foot got stuck too. "Shit!" She shouted. "Pull!" Phebo grunted "I'm
trying!" Her hand on the grave was started to slip, now Astra was sinking up to her chest and falling even further. "My grip slipping." Astra glared "Don't you dare let go!" Pheobe couldn't help it. Her sweaty hand slid from the gravestone and Astra fell down the hole, with Pheobe falling not far behind.
The hole that the two girls fell through re-holed itself, as if it was never there.
A small girl was black bunches stopped dead beside the grave, her mother trailing along behind her.
"There's no one here darling." Her mother said. The girl frowned. "Odd. I thought I heard some people screaming." Her mother turned around and led her daughter back to the park.
-Is it good so far? Sorry for sounding so formal at the start, it was sort of a prologue
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