There was once two kids named Billy and Timothy. Billy was a short, chubby, inferior boy, while on the other hand Timothy was a tall, skinny, and smart boy. Every year both of them would go trick-or-treating together. But on this particular Halloween things were not the same. Billy was dressed as a ghost and Timothy was dressed as a dead skunk. They went out at a 6:47pm. They had planned to go downtown where the rich people lived because they give out full sized candy bars.
They went from house to house and filled their bags by 11:57. But they still wanted to get more so they kept walking. The streets were pitch black and everybody was inside already. They didn’t know what houses to stop at because there were no lights on. So they began to walk home, when they heard footsteps. They turned around at the same time to check if anything was there but to their surprise nothing was, so they continued to walk. They began to hear the footsteps once more but yet again there was nothing there.
They began to get scared, so they picked up their pace. Billy turned around for a third time and in an instant he blasted off. Poor Timothy didn’t even know why, he slowly turned around to see a man with half of his face burnt off and glowing red eyes. Willy heard a loud sharp shriek, and then dead silence. He began to walk back slowly, until he saw a puddle of blood and a torn up skunk costume. He turn around and began to run again, when he began to hear footsteps again. When he got home he went straight to his room and right to bed. The next morning his parents walked into his room and saw that only his candy bag was on his bed.
They went from house to house and filled their bags by 11:57. But they still wanted to get more so they kept walking. The streets were pitch black and everybody was inside already. They didn’t know what houses to stop at because there were no lights on. So they began to walk home, when they heard footsteps. They turned around at the same time to check if anything was there but to their surprise nothing was, so they continued to walk. They began to hear the footsteps once more but yet again there was nothing there.
They began to get scared, so they picked up their pace. Billy turned around for a third time and in an instant he blasted off. Poor Timothy didn’t even know why, he slowly turned around to see a man with half of his face burnt off and glowing red eyes. Willy heard a loud sharp shriek, and then dead silence. He began to walk back slowly, until he saw a puddle of blood and a torn up skunk costume. He turn around and began to run again, when he began to hear footsteps again. When he got home he went straight to his room and right to bed. The next morning his parents walked into his room and saw that only his candy bag was on his bed.
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