This doesn't have anything to do with Scary Stories but the idea might be from it. This story is about a boy and his brother who, while trick-or-treating; come across a mysterious house that was never there before. This is NOT meant to be scary, btw.

This is my story. This actually happened to me in 5th grade. My brother was driving me to school when a driver swerved into our lane and crashed into us. In the process, my right leg broke and my brother had to get 9 stitches in his head. Thankfully, we're okay now . I realize that categories are wrong, and i apologize about that.