Timmy wandered through the pumpkins till he found the perfect one. He tried to lift it but his ghost hands passed through.
Dangit!
Laughter. Timmy turned towards the sound. Two living children played as they searched.
“Over here!” He waved his arms, hoping they could see him. “Take this one!”
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