"Come on you scary cats!" Courtny laughed, standing at the rusty gate. It was Halloween night, and the fifteen year old was smiling. This was her favorite holiday of all time. Sure she was to old to trick or treat, but what she and her companions were going to do was so much better. The brunette laughed as Joe and Brent came slower than snails. "Don't tell me your scared." the witch giggled, adjusting her hat. Joe, dressed as Dracula, shooke his head.
"No way!" he laughed. Brent nodded, mimiking his best friend. He was more of the quiet type. "Lets do this." Courtny turned and stood beside her best friends in the world. The moon cast an eerie shadow over the house as they simotaniously gulped.
"Maybe this was abad idea." Courtny said, as they slowly walked through the gate. Suddenly, it slamed shut behind them, the dead bolt locking. They were trapped inside the yard with no way out......
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