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Trick-Or-Treat: Chapter One
*Hey everyone :) Guess who's bad with a brand new rap-whoa, hold up! Far too much Slim Shady I've been listening too today O.O lol Anyways, hey everyone :) How has everyone on the lovely MJSite been? I have seen new people has come and joined the site, and I would love to welcome you...I know I must be very late in doing so...I haven't been on as much as I would like to be, but I have been creeping on the Message Board actually...so I guess I have been coming on the site O.o I think you can count that like it. Any who, well, I am back and this is my first story coming back on the site. I may continue some of my other stories as well, and also I would like to tell Danny on her comment to 'Danielle and the BAD Boy' :3 that just made my day when I saw it<333 Also, in this story it's sorta like an horror fic...-.- I have been watching Scary Movies non stop for about a week now. The only things I've watched so far that is not horror is Purple Rain, This Is It & Moonwalker; the horror films I've watched were Halloween(all the versions), Friday the 13th(all the movies), Nightmare on Elms Street, 1408, Saw & My Bloody Valentine...so um, now I believe I've talked for TOO much in this introduction O.O but one last thing, or two...in this story, Michael looks just like he did in 1992...and well, the story takes place there I guess :3 also, I hope you all enjoy this story and I'm sorry if it doesn't fit your liking...it just came from the top of my head. ~Mary Cait* ================================================================ "The darkest souls are not those which chooses to live within the hell of the abyss, but those who choose to break free from the abyss and move silently among us."-Dr. Samuel Loomis ================================================================ Quincy: http://www.childrenscentralcal.org/HelpTheChildren/PublishingImages/Ms-Curtis.jpg (She 30) Ayden: http://www.askactor.com/images/casts/United_States/14816/Hilary_Duff_14816_1340.jpg Timothy: http://cdn.weinterrupt.com/wp-content/uploads/scar.jpg ================================================================ Quincy Matthews drove down the road with her children; Ayden, who was twelve-years-old and Timothy, who was only five-years-old. She smiled looking at her children in the back seat of her car. She loved them so much, she would bend over backwards for her children to make sure their going to be alright. You see, Quincy had just gotten out of a mad marriage. Her husband was very abusive towards her, she was thankful he never once thought out laying a hand on the children. But the scars of what sheâ??s been through still stands on her skin, how her children had to witness their father abuse her. She shook the feeling off as she and the children drove to their house; Quincy left her husband a few months ago, and after that she shortly moved them away some place else. A nice, peaceful neighborhood. Once she pulled into her drive way, she notice a moving truck sitting there at the house beside hers. Ayden noticed her mother looked at the moving truck. â??I didnâ??t know we were getting a new neighbor.â? She said, her voice held no emotion at all in it. Quincy hated that her daughter never showed emotion anymore, after the ordeal they once lived inâ?¦I guess thatâ??s what made her like this. Timothy is different, he just wonâ??t speak at all. He use to talk up a storm, but she believe he wonâ??t talk anymore because of his father. She put on a smile and turned to her kids in the back. â??Say, why donâ??t we go pay our new neighbor a visit?â? Quincy asked. â??Really mom?â? Ayden asked her mother, eyebrow being raised. â??Yes, Ayden, really. All we need to do is just put our bags awayâ?¦and then we go over there.â? â??Fine by me.â? Ayden said, she turned to her brother with a smile. â??What about you, boo?â? Timothy turned to his sister and nodded his head. Ayden leaned over and kissed the top of her little brotherâ??s brown hair. Well, she showed some emotionsâ?¦normally more towards her brother. Quincy got out with her children and began walking in the house, after the bags and groceyers were settled, Quincy, Ayden and Timothy made their way over to their new neighbors house. Once they were at the front door, Ayden knocked on it before her mother could. â??Ayden,â? Quincy said looked at her daughter, who just shrugged her shoulders. â??What?â? Ayden asked. â??Itâ??s a door mother, you either knock or ring the doorbell.â? â??Listen here-â? Quincy was about to say when she was interrupted. â??May I help?â? Said a soft, yet mainly voice. Quincy and the kids turned to see a man with long black hair pulled back into a loose pony tail, wearing a orange jacket over what seemed to be a white tank top, black pants, and black loafers over white socks. (This is what he looked liked: http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/9400000/Jam-michael-jackson-music-videos-9402570-425-594.jpg) â??Dios mÃo, que un papá caliente!â? Ayden said out of nowhere once he showed up. Quincy turned to her daughter, playful smacked her upside the head. â??Mama!â? â??Hush!â? Quincy said sternly towards her daughter. She turned back to the man in front of her, she had to agree with Aydenâ?¦he wasnâ??t a bad looking man. She shook her head and smiled. â??Hello, sir. Iâ??m Quincy Matthews, I live in that house right beside you on the left. This is my daughter Ayden and my son Timothy.â? â??Hello,â? The man said smiling. â??itâ??s very nice to meet you Quincy, Ayden and Timothy. Iâ??m Michael Jackson, I just moved hereâ?¦andâ?¦oddly, youâ??re the only ones who has came over and greeted me.â? â??Oh, donâ??t mind them Michael,â? Ayden started, she picked up Timothy show he was sitting on her hip. â??you gotta come to them, or they donâ??t know you exist yet.â? Timothy looked at his sister, then to the man in front of him and nodded his head agreeing with what his sister had to say about the neighborhood people. Quincy laughed, â??Would you like to come over Michael? I have some coffee and some cookies if youâ??d like?â? â??Actually,â? Michael said looking into his house, unopened brown boxes stood in what was the living room. â??I would love to come over to your house, Mrs. Matthews.â? â??Oh, please,â? Quincy started, her smiling showing brightly. â??call me Quincy Mr. Jackson.â? â??And please,â? Michael said, matching her smile. â??call me Michael.â? Michael, Quincy, Ayden and Timothy walked back to the house, not knowing what was going to happen later in the time they lived. Their once peaceful little town, was soon to be known as the murderous town to go down in history. ================================================================ I hope that was good for my first time back :) hehe more to come later. Hoped you all liked it ^-^
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