a painting of a boy looking at a graveyard full of pumpkins

On a Halloween night, a young boy was challenged by his brother and his friends to visit the cemetery and place garlands on each of the gravestones. At the stroke of midnight, he walked into the graveyard and started placing garlands on each of the graves. After he finished, he said to himself, “ There, I am done.” He felt a cold, bony hand on him that said, “How about one for me?”