A girl is sitting at McDonalds. She has black hair and brown eyes. Her name is Gabrielle, she’s 14 years old and is tall.  She’s a girl of few words. Tonight is Halloween. Gabrielle is sitting at a table reading a book of poems. She ordered some Chicken Nuggets and Fries, buts she’s been waiting for a while. She checked her phone’s time. It read 5:39 P.M. Almost time for trick- or-treating. Realizing that she still has to get her makeup on and get dressed she leaves McDonalds, without her food ever coming. She takes a shortcut through the woods and enters her house through the unlocked back door.
After about 40 minutes of struggling to get her costume and makeup on. Gabrielle looks at herself in her witch costume in the mirror. “Hmm…” she says, thinking that her costume doesn’t look complete. She goes over to the nearest closet and pulls out a broom. “Perfect.” she says looking in the mirror again. She walks over and locks her back door. Heading out her front door, she yells goodbye to her mom and walks out onto the sidewalk of her typical subdivision. Her mom is very depressed from the recent tragedy that has happened to their family.
Walking around her subdivision, she sees a group of girls from her school and waves at them. They know that she’s there, but they don’t wave back or say hi. She continues on, slightly saddened, but not too saddened due to the fact that she knows how to deal with sadness on account of her father’s recent death. Soon she gets every house in her neighborhood, except one. Walking up to the final house, she sees that the house has a piece of plywood in the front yard with McDonalds’ Golden arches in red paint on it.
“I hope that’s paint…” Gabrielle mutters. She looks over and Ronald McDonald is standing over a dead body, staring at her. He holds up a black plastic knife, with the Arches on the bottom, and blood on it. She runs away quickly and hides in the forest.
“BOO!” yells her best friend, Josh, while jumping out from behind a tree. Josh is 15 and has long, blondish hair, and blue eyes. He is dressed as a video game character, wearing a black sweatshirt, bluejeans, a gray T-shirt, and brown sneakers. He’s also carrying an unlit lantern.
“Don’t do that! I just almost got attacked by Ronald McDonald!” she says.
“Pshhhh… Whatever, Gabby.”
“Don’t call me Gabby.”
“What are you gonna do about it, cast a spell on me?” Josh says with a laugh  to let her know that he was meaning no offense. For some reason, an armed Gabrielle didn’t seem like a wise person to mess with.
“Maybe, if you don’t shut up.”she says too, with a laugh.
They start walking and they hear a branch snap behind them.
“Hallo?” Josh says as he turns around. They hear heavy breathing from behind a tree. Josh strikes up a match and lights his lantern, holding it out to see who’s there. Gabrielle hides behind him, peering over his shoulder. They move toward the tree and walk around it, no one’s there.
“Guess it was just a rabbit or a squirrel.” says Josh.
They continue walking and they hear another noise behind them. This time, when they turn around, there’s a foot sticking out from behind a tree. They run to Gabrielle’s house as fast as they can. They get inside and Josh puts out his lamp and draws the curtains on the windows. Gabrielle locks the door and lays down on the floor, next to Josh.
“Do you think we lost him?” Gabrielle asks.
“I have no idea.” replies Josh.
They wait awhile, laying there in darkness. After at least 15 minutes, Josh gets up and says “I think we lost him.”
Suddenly, the door swings wide open and a pathetic, 40 year old man with braces, a double chin, and at least 4 centimeter long ear-hair, walks in. Josh and Gabrielle scream out in terror. “Gabrielle, thith is yourth.” the man says with an awful lisp. Gabrielle reads the name tag on the pathetic man’s red, McDonalds shirt. It reads: ‘Bill’. He is holding a purse.
“I-I have m-my purse.” she says, holding it up. Bill reaches in his purse and pulls out a knife. He advances on Gabrielle and stabs her in the chest seven times. He then pulls out a meat grinder and makes Josh into a Big Mac. Sitting alone, Bill starts whistling, wiping the blood off of his hands and shirt.
Credit To – Andy, Ryan, and Juliana

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