15 Years Ago…
It was a cold October night, a young witch dashed towards the dark woods, in her arms was a baby boy, born only a few months ago, fast asleep. She reached the edge of the woods and looked back at the town she had fled from.
'I swear on the full moon I shall return' she thought.
And with that, she dashed into the misty forest and away from her home.
"Mom, mom wake up!"
Sharon Halliwell sat bolt upright, she had dozed off while waiting for her sons to set up the movie.
"Sorry boys, guess I'm more tired than I thought!" She looked at the DVD screen, "what are we watching?"
"It's called The Nightmare Before Christmas!" I said, my name is Jonathan, I am the older of the two Halliwell brothers, and I'm tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes, of the two of us I'm the one who most looks like our mother.
"Yeah, it's supposed to be really good!" my younger brother Daniel replied. He was shorter than me, but he had the same hair color, his face was rounder than mine and he looked more like our dad, who happened to be out with some friends that night. Instead of brown eyes his were more of a hazel color, sometimes they almost looked green.
"Lets get started then!" mom laughed, I pressed play and we settled in to watch.
During the movie I couldn't help but notice how closely mom watched when the townsfolk were on screen. She stared almost longingly at the screen.
"You okay mom?" I asked when the credits began to roll, "you look kind of sad…"
"I'm fine" she said, "I think I'll go for a walk". She stood and walked out into the night.
"Guess ill go to grandpa's" Daniel said, he opened the door and ran across the road to our grandfather's home. Now all alone I decided to follow mom, I grabbed my coat and ran out the door.
'Where is she going?' I thought as I ran into the backyard, 'she must have gone into the woods', without another thought I sprinted into the mist…
Author's Note:
The Nightmare Before Christmas (C) Tim Burton