quot;You know, a ;

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    quot;No.quot;

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    quot;Pertle vampire?quot;

    quot;Im no bloodsucker, Mot;

    quot;Pers a fairy?quot;

    I  time in nearly t my temper and screamed in my natural artled her.

    quot;For ts out of me, raising t;

    Bansed to tell  tead, I turned on tears, bawins. So  omach.

    quot;t; Sed my co my eyes. quot;I just dont knoe, youd like t no you?quot;

    And ts aloons and a s ied around my skull, and ce in ty. teacapped me to sing quot;teddy Bears Picnicquot; as part of tertainment for our party. My normal speaking voice  in tonig; I sounded exactly like tation s of t quite knoo believe. I remember t tess ode and stared  blinking, as if sal deception but could not unravel trick. But tter. At togethemselves.

    tual trick-or-treating left muco be desired. My fato to dusk and ed for me as I reet, spying ic costume. No  did try to cross my pat ture in perfect cat, and it turned tail, running ao  o kno lost all my tricks.