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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Kids
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Creatures & Monsters
- Published: 10/07/2017
Night of the Living Sandwich
Born 1980, M, from Chickago, United StatesNight of the Living Sandwich
By E.A.Beauregard
A/n
I don’t live in Oakland, I don’t know if there is an actual 66th avenue in Oakland, or if there is an Oakland at all. This is entirely fictional.
I was trick-or-treating on 66th avenue in Oakland, when the woman, dressed as Dracula’s bride, gave me a sandwich.
Now, I’d just like to say something. YOU NEVER GIVE A SANWICH ON HALLOWEEN! ESPECIALLY IN OAKLAND! Because 20 years ago, Jackie Sprout was given a sandwich on Halloween. And it came alive and ate him. So, you know, I’m totally freaked! Know what? You’d understand better if I told you the real story.
20 years ago, Jackie Sprout was trick-or-treating, when an old hag gave him a sandwich instead of candy. Now, that kid down right HATED sandwiches. And so, he screamed some very, very, so-bad-I’m-going to-let-you-use-your-imagination words at the old hag. And word has it that the old hag was a witch. Because the next day Jackie disappeared. The sandwich grew. So, the sandwich must have eaten him. The end.
Yeah, so word has it there’s a curse! So, I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight. Or tomorrow night. Or the night after that. Or ever!
The End
Night of the Living Sandwich(Adi and E.A.Beauregard)
Night of the Living Sandwich
By E.A.Beauregard
A/n
I don’t live in Oakland, I don’t know if there is an actual 66th avenue in Oakland, or if there is an Oakland at all. This is entirely fictional.
I was trick-or-treating on 66th avenue in Oakland, when the woman, dressed as Dracula’s bride, gave me a sandwich.
Now, I’d just like to say something. YOU NEVER GIVE A SANWICH ON HALLOWEEN! ESPECIALLY IN OAKLAND! Because 20 years ago, Jackie Sprout was given a sandwich on Halloween. And it came alive and ate him. So, you know, I’m totally freaked! Know what? You’d understand better if I told you the real story.
20 years ago, Jackie Sprout was trick-or-treating, when an old hag gave him a sandwich instead of candy. Now, that kid down right HATED sandwiches. And so, he screamed some very, very, so-bad-I’m-going to-let-you-use-your-imagination words at the old hag. And word has it that the old hag was a witch. Because the next day Jackie disappeared. The sandwich grew. So, the sandwich must have eaten him. The end.
Yeah, so word has it there’s a curse! So, I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight. Or tomorrow night. Or the night after that. Or ever!
The End
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