You were such a good Halloween Pumpkin. I carved you inspired by Jack (The actual version) and you were adorably creepy in every way. When you started growing mold I didn’t panic because I knew you were naturally flawed. When mom said you had to betransfered outside because of the mold, I didn’t think it was that bad. But then mom said that thousands of knats swarmed around you and your friends, and she had to put you in the trash. I miss you alot. I wish you could’ve stayed until Halloween. No one understands your name like I do, they thought it was average because they don’t get it. No one understands you like I do, Jack.