The 12 ft witch, available at Home Depot, is an eye-catching and spooky addition to any Halloween display or haunted house. With its towering height, this witch prop is sure to captivate the attention of passersby. The Home Depot offers this witch decoration, which stands at an impressive 12 feet tall, as part of their extensive Halloween collection. The 12 ft witch is designed to be easily assembled and disassembled, making it convenient for storage after the Halloween season. The prop comes with a sturdy base that provides stability, ensuring that the witch stands tall without toppling over. The prop is made with high-quality materials, ensuring its durability and longevity.
“Are you sure about this?” you asked as you adjusted your shirt.
“Maybe if you look like a Neverlander, it’ll be easier for him to recognize you,” Henry reasoned.
“And if he doesn’t?” you worried.
“An act of true love can break any curse,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“An act of true love?”
“Like a kiss.”
Your eyes widened and your breath caught in your throat. “Exactly what excuse will I have for kissing him if he doesn’t even recognize me? What if I don’t recognize him?”
“You believe,” Henry reminded you. “Belief is powerful.”
You walked into Granny’s, your hair in a bun, wearing a tunic with a belt around your waist. Leggings covered your legs and boots protected your feet. You felt out of character, but perfectly comfortable at the same time.
You found Tommy, you learned his name was, sitting by himself. Henry had called him to meet for lunch, but you were going instead. You stood awkwardly by the same, coughing to get his attention.
His eyes widened, and you thought that perhaps Henry’s plan worked.
“Are you looking for someone?” he asked.
“Henry sent me,” you replied, biting your lip. “He said that we needed to meet.”
He looked you up and down. “Is this because of his story book? Are you the girl in the picture?”
“It sounds crazy,” you defended. “I thought so too. But at the same time, it makes sense. What are the chances that the girl in his book looks exactly like me? Maybe you’re not who he thinks you are, but I… I’ve been having these dreams, and what Henry says is making a lot of sense to me.”
“What kind of dreams?” he asked softly.
“Dreams of flying to Neverland,” you replied. “Flying with someone who looks an awful lot like you.”
He blew out a breath. “I’ve had the same dream.”
Your eyes widened. “Maybe Henry isn’t crazy?”
“How will we know?” he asked, and there was a sense of desperation in his eyes. “If there was a curse to make us forget, how do we remember?”
You blushed deeply. “Henry said that… an act of true love could break the curse.”
He gulped audibly. “Like a kiss?”
You nodded softly.
He stood before you, standing only a few inches taller than you. His hand gently grasped your chin as he leaned in. You tilted your head and closed the gap, pressing your lips to his. A wave of energy fanned through the diner and you found yourself pulling him closer before you broke apart for air.
“(Y/n),” he breathed, looking into your eyes.
“Pan,” you gasped, gripping onto his shirt. He brought you into a tight embrace and you buried your face in his neck.
“I missed you,” you murmured, clutching his shoulders.
“I missed you too,” he replied, resting his forehead on yours. A smirk claimed his lips. “I always loved the way you looked in Neverland clothing.”
You grinned. “I did it just for you.”
He kissed you again, holding you close.
Henry watched the display from outside the diner, smiling to himself before walking home.
Birkin argues that the allegation does not bear up under scrutiny since a pedophile would lose interest in the boys as they grew older but Barrie s relationship with the Llewelyn Davies brothers only intensified. Whatever celestial space James Barrie 1860-1937 currently occupies, the sprite likely would look kindly on Marc Forster s 2004 film Finding Neverland , a gauzy semi-biopic of himself that is based on the play The Man Who Was Peter Pan by Allan Knee.
The prop is made with high-quality materials, ensuring its durability and longevity. This witch features intricate and realistic details that add to its overall appeal. The life-like face, complete with glowing LED eyes, creates a haunting and eerie effect.
Pwter pan curse
Title
Reverse This Curse
Pairing
Peter Pan x Reader
Fandom
Once Upon a Time
Summary
Request:
“Can you please make another Peter Pan one ?”
Reverse This Curse
PinkHeart
A/N: Idea stolen from this post on Tumblr. http://peachyxpan.tumblr.com/post/148820208913/imagine-pan-during-the-curse
I also gave you a Storybrooke name, whereas (y/n) is your regular not cursed name.
“Henry, I’ve told you before,” the young brunet sighed as he sat across the table from the mayor’s son. “I’m not Peter Pan, and I don’t have a girlfriend named (y/n).”
“Tommy, yes you do,” Henry insisted. “I don’t know who she is yet, but I’m sure she’s in Storybrooke. You just don’t remember.”
Tommy leaned back in the booth, looking at the boy with sad eyes. It was a happy story that Henry told, but there was simply no way it could be true.
“Look,” Henry said, opening his story book. On one of the pages was a drawing of a young girl and boy. The girl had (h/l) (h/c) hair and her arms wrapped around the boy… who looked remarkably like Tommy.
“I admit, it looks like me,” Tommy stated, taking a drink of his tea. “But if it is, why don’t I remember it? Why isn’t (y/n) here now?
"Because of the curse!” Henry cried, exasperated as he had told Tommy this story several times before.
“You’re still talking about that curse?” a blonde woman asked, sitting beside Henry.
“Yes,” the boy defended. “Because it’s true.”
The blonde offered her hand. “I’m Emma, Henry’s birth mom.”
“Tommy,” the brunet returned, shaking her hand. “Though your son is convinced I’m Peter Pan.”
Emma let out a snort while Henry huffed at their ignorance. He would find a way to prove it.
You were walking home from the library, lost in your thoughts. You’d been having strange dreams lately, so you had checked out a few books from the library to help you interpret them. You were so lost in contemplation that you crashed into someone, sending the both of you to the ground. Your messenger bag fell open, books littering the pavement.
“Ugh,” you grunted. “I’m so sorry! I was distracted and not paying attention.”
“It’s okay,” a young voice replied. You glanced up to see Henry, the mayor’s son. You didn’t know him well, but you knew who he was.
“I’m Henry,” he greeted, kneeling down to pick up your books.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” you told him. “I’m Willow.”
He smiled as he looked at your books. “Dream analysis?”
You nodded. “I’ve been having strange dreams lately.”
He picked up another. “Peter Pan?”
A blush dusted your cheeks. “I’m going to sound crazy but I keep dreaming about a shadow taking me to Neverland and living with lost boys. It’s stupid but I thought that maybe reading the book and conducting some dream analysis might help me understand.”
You stood, stuffing the books into your bag. You looked at Henry’s face, for the first time, you noticed. He seemed to stare at you as though he knew you.
“Can I show you something?” he asked.
You furrowed a brow. “Sure, I guess. What is it?”
He held out his story book, opening it to the page he had shown Tommy. A gasp fell from your lips as you gazed at the picture of you embracing an unknown boy.
“I’ve dreamt about him… He was there, in Neverland.”
“That’s because you’re both from Neverland,” he told you. “I know it sounds crazy, but your name is (y/n), and you lived in Neverland until the curse forced everyone to Storybrooke and made them forget their lives.”
You stared at the boy, your eyes darting between him and the book. It sounded crazy - completely insane. There was no way you lived in Neverland with Peter Pan. But the image on the page felt so familiar, and you had been dreaming about Neverland a lot…
“Can you prove it?”
“I can try,” he replied. “Maybe if you met him again, you would recognize each other.”
“Does your book say what our relationship was in Neverland? Were we friends? Enemies?”
“Lovers,” Henry replied with a shrug. Your blush darkened. How were you going to approach a stranger and tell him that you were lovers in another world?
You let out a sigh. “I’m in.”
“Are you sure about this?” you asked as you adjusted your shirt.
“Maybe if you look like a Neverlander, it’ll be easier for him to recognize you,” Henry reasoned.
“And if he doesn’t?” you worried.
“An act of true love can break any curse,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“An act of true love?”
“Like a kiss.”
Your eyes widened and your breath caught in your throat. “Exactly what excuse will I have for kissing him if he doesn’t even recognize me? What if I don’t recognize him?”
“You believe,” Henry reminded you. “Belief is powerful.”
You walked into Granny’s, your hair in a bun, wearing a tunic with a belt around your waist. Leggings covered your legs and boots protected your feet. You felt out of character, but perfectly comfortable at the same time.
You found Tommy, you learned his name was, sitting by himself. Henry had called him to meet for lunch, but you were going instead. You stood awkwardly by the same, coughing to get his attention.
His eyes widened, and you thought that perhaps Henry’s plan worked.
“Are you looking for someone?” he asked.
“Henry sent me,” you replied, biting your lip. “He said that we needed to meet.”
He looked you up and down. “Is this because of his story book? Are you the girl in the picture?”
“It sounds crazy,” you defended. “I thought so too. But at the same time, it makes sense. What are the chances that the girl in his book looks exactly like me? Maybe you’re not who he thinks you are, but I… I’ve been having these dreams, and what Henry says is making a lot of sense to me.”
“What kind of dreams?” he asked softly.
“Dreams of flying to Neverland,” you replied. “Flying with someone who looks an awful lot like you.”
He blew out a breath. “I’ve had the same dream.”
Your eyes widened. “Maybe Henry isn’t crazy?”
“How will we know?” he asked, and there was a sense of desperation in his eyes. “If there was a curse to make us forget, how do we remember?”
You blushed deeply. “Henry said that… an act of true love could break the curse.”
He gulped audibly. “Like a kiss?”
You nodded softly.
He stood before you, standing only a few inches taller than you. His hand gently grasped your chin as he leaned in. You tilted your head and closed the gap, pressing your lips to his. A wave of energy fanned through the diner and you found yourself pulling him closer before you broke apart for air.
“(Y/n),” he breathed, looking into your eyes.
“Pan,” you gasped, gripping onto his shirt. He brought you into a tight embrace and you buried your face in his neck.
“I missed you,” you murmured, clutching his shoulders.
“I missed you too,” he replied, resting his forehead on yours. A smirk claimed his lips. “I always loved the way you looked in Neverland clothing.”
You grinned. “I did it just for you.”
He kissed you again, holding you close.
Henry watched the display from outside the diner, smiling to himself before walking home.
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Reviews for "Maximize Your Halloween Decor Impact with a 12 ft Witch from Home Depot"
1. John - 2/5 stars - The "12 ft witch home depot" was a disappointment for me. Firstly, the whole concept of a witch-themed home depot seemed a bit gimmicky and didn't add any value to my shopping experience. Secondly, the store was poorly organized and lacked a wide range of products. It felt more like a Halloween pop-up store rather than a well-established home improvement store. Overall, I was let down by the lack of quality and variety in the products available.
2. Sarah - 1/5 stars - I had high hopes for the "12 ft witch home depot" but it turned out to be a complete waste of time. The store was incredibly small and had a limited selection of products. The witch theme was poorly executed, with cheap plastic decorations scattered around the store. It felt like they had just put up some Halloween decorations without putting much thought or effort into it. I would not recommend this place for any serious home improvement shopping.
3. Angela - 1/5 stars - I was expecting a unique and fun shopping experience at the "12 ft witch home depot," but it was far from it. The store was overcrowded and disorganized, making it difficult to find what I was looking for. The witch theme was tacky and felt forced, with no attention to detail. The staff was also unhelpful and seemed disinterested. Overall, it was a disappointing and frustrating experience, and I will not be returning to this store.