My Halloween Decorations Were Destroyed Overnight — and I Knew Exactly Who Was Behind It

An hour later, as I bent down to gather pieces of shattered pumpkin, something caught the morning light near the walkway. I reached down and picked up a small silver hair clip shaped like a delicate leaf.

It looked oddly familiar, tugging at some memory I couldn’t quite place. I turned it over in my fingers, studying the intricate design, then tucked it into my pocket and kept cleaning.

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