This was a random dream hat I had.

6 year old Jessie runs into Jack one Halloween and they become friends. 8 years later Jessie needs help. She doesn't know who to turn to until she finds herself in Halloween town.

Nightmare on Halloween

(chap 1: My first trick or treat) (Jackie's POV)

How I met Jack was a little unexpected. My dad abused me, but he never wanted to arouse suspicion, so he let me go to parties and stuff. So when my friends invited me to come trick or treating he, reluctantly, let me go.

We seemed to be walking for days in the darkness of the Halloween night. I wasn't watching where I was going, we got separated and I bumped into something tall and thin like a lamp post. I looked up to see a 7 and a half foot tall skeleton man in a black and white suit.

"Woops, sorry. Pleas keep quiet… oh, you're not scared?" The lanky skeleton seemed surprised that I wasn't shocked or scared but I was only 4 at the time. But I was never scared by the idea of the supernatural. Since I was one I've loved movies like Lost Boys and Frankenstein's monster.

I just shook my head. "I'm Jack Skeleton." Jack held out a bony hand.

I reached out and shook it. "Nice to meet you Jack. I'm Jacqueline Halloween … hey I know you."

"You do?" He's hiding it again.

"You used to know my mum. You used to come over a lot when dad left. You liked my mum and she liked you."

Jack looked confused, as if he didn't remember. "We where good friends. You both met when you moved here in England from America as part of you're job."

Them he remembered, his face lighting up like a bulb. "Of course. That's when I met Amy."

"You fell in love, didn't want to leave her alone after she had me and dad left. You quit your job and stayed."

"And them I… how? What? I forgot! How did it happen. I'm a skeleton… I must have died… somehow."

"I can't tell you that, not tonight. Can you meet me tomorrow in the cemetery? I need to ask my mum something, there's one thing that I'm not sure of."

"Sure. Of course I will."

He took me home and I never saw him again…

"JACKIE! GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE MY BREAKFAST"

Dad yelled from downstairs. When I got down I was greeted by my dad smashing a brick into my face which opened once a healing wound from a while ago, in my hairline, under my bangs which where swept over my left eye, making it bleed again.

"You should get up earlier, maybe then you wouldn't be so clumsy when it comes to making breakfast."

I wonder what Jack is doing. He's probably forgotten me…

(Jack's POV)

"I promise, I'll come back."

I slowly opened my 'eyes'. Zero whimpered beside me. "That's right Zero, I never did see her like I said I would the next night… and not since. I've been so busy." Zero let out another whimper. "I miss her too."…..

(Jackie's POV)

I waited for the school bell to ring. I hated school. I hated everything. My whole life spelt pain. I was constantly beat up and picked on. I could have sworn one of the boys had stabbed me in the chest with that penknife. One of my ribs seemed to be broken, but I suffered in silence.

The bell rang. Despite the raging pain all over my body I still ran, wanting to avoid being beaten up before getting the same treatment home. But…

"Hey, freakazoid." To late. I turned to see the schools rich, bleach-blonde bimbo of an 'it girl'. "I thought I told you to stay out of my way. And to stay away from Sam. He's mine, got it." her band of sheep made a circle around me.

"Sam's just a friend, not my fault."

"Oh, I don't think you get the deal here, you're the only goth here besides him. That means you're too different and a freak. So it doesn't matter who's fault it is. You're gonna get the blame."

"I'm not so different today, am I?" pointing to her black and pink 'sexy witch' costume.

"Shut up. Girls, this'll be a bit messy since you all have sharp knives. We don't want the teachers finding out. Take her outside."

This wasn't the first time I got this, I'll spare you this one, but it had all the big guns. And a bullet to my side.

In short, it normally lasts about 4 hours at least, but I was half dead in half the time, and I could feel it. I raised my hand and shot fire at one of the girls. I could only hear them running from me, screaming, and I could feel it start to snow heavily.

I suddenly found myself walking into the forest. There was a circle of trees, the first one I faced had a pumpkin door. Wanting to desperately find shelter I opened it up and fell down, down, down the tree….