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..... I thought everything was fine. When all of sudden those kids begin to smash the windows. They were screaming in a scary non-human voice " Candy, candy wheres my candy!"
When the coast was clear I made a break for it running down the street screaming. Surprisingly no one noticed me screaming. Thankfully my best friend Micky was still handing out candy. Micky was surprised to see me. I told him there were kids destroying my house. I begged Micky to help me get rid of them. He agreed and we went to my house. When we got to my house nothing was wrong. Mickey told me I must have ate to much candy and I should go to bed. I told him to at least walk me into my house. When we got inside everything was in its place. Then right as he shut the door there was a loud bang. I ran down stairs and out the door. To my horror I found the railing on my steps were broken and a small trail blood leading to the back yard. There I found Mickey. He was beaten badly and he had a note on him that said " WHERES OUR CANDY." Then I remembered I had left the door open and the bowl candy was near it. I ran back to the door and found the candy bowl was empty. Then I noticed a trail of foot prints leading in and out of the house. The foot prints lead to kitchen. In the kitchen I found the gas line to the stove was cut and spewing out gas. To make things even worse I saw the microwave was on and inside the microwave was a ball of aluminium foil. I quickly turned for the door and ran for my life right as I left the porch my house was engulfed in flames. The fire department arrived quickly they were unable to save my house. When the fire was put out in the wind I heard a faint " Candy." The detectives never found any clues of those two kids, and Mickey claimed he never saw there faces. After that event I promised to never had out candy again.
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May 2015
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