Chapter two edited! More to come soon! But it's midnight now and I need to sleep.
I don't own "Nightmare before Christmas"
This story started as a simple little plot bunny, never thought it would grow to this! Thanks to all who read this! Y'all are amazing!


Chapter Two

"Look daddy! Look!" Aiden called to her father who looked up from the pumpkin he had just finished carving and just about to put the candle inside when his daughter ran into the room.

"Aiden? Is that you? Your costume is so good I almost didn't recognize you!" Aiden beamed at her fathers complement.

This year she had decided to be a puppet, a broken porcelain puppet, and thanks to a ripped up old dress and her mother's artistic, sewing and makeup skills, the girl did look like a broken puppet.

"Is it ready?" Aiden asked as she climbed onto a chair,

"Yes, it is. I was just about to put the candle in. How does it look?" The man asked as he turned to pumpkin so his daughter could see.

"Wow! It looks great daddy! I love it!" Aiden grinned back at the pumpkin's smile.

"What looks great?" Aiden's mother, Samantha asked as she entered the room, "The pumpkin!" Aiden pointed to it as her father put the candle in and lit it.

"It's very nice, great job honey." Aiden climbed off the chair, "Can we go now? Can we, can we, can we?" she asked as she began to bounce around the room, eager to go trick-or-treating.

"Haha, we should go before she bounces through a wall." Samantha laughed as she watched her daughter,

"Alright, let's go get your shoes Aiden!" the man laughed with his wife as Aiden raced to get her shoes and trick-or-treat bag. Her parents fallowed her,

"Let's go mommy! Daddy!"

"Haha, slow down little puppet." Her father carried the pumpkin,

"I wouldn't want to drop the pumpkin." Aiden slowed down, and fallowed her father onto the front porch.

About an hour later Aiden and her parents had gone a few blocks and had gotten a lot of candy.

"Are you going to be able to eat all that?" her father teased, slightly hoping to get at lest a few pieces of candy.

Aiden nodded, "Yep! But not in one setting cause that'll make my tummy hurt!" Samantha laughed at her daughter's response, and her now slightly gloomy husband.

"It's okay dear, I'm sure she'll give you some later." the man laughed,

"True, you'll share your candy with daddy, right?" His daughter shrugged, "Maybe..." "Gah...okay, it is your candy..." Aiden stopped then, "What's that daddy?" her father looked across the road to where she pointed,

"What's what?"

"That! It looks funny!" The man tried to look for what his daughter saw, but couldn't see anything…or he did, but it was to blurry to make out. A decoration maybe?

"It looks like it may just be a decoration, maybe you're just getting sleepy?" Aiden shook her head, "No there's something there!" She cried then ran out into the street.

"AIDEN!" Samantha screamed as her husband chased after the girl and headlights suddenly lit up the road. Aiden stopped, suddenly scared then felt someone push her out of the way.

She looked up at the sky dazed from what happened, the sat up and looked to where she once stood in the road, where her father now lay dying.

Samantha ran to him, "JACK!"

I quickly woke up remembering forgotten memories from when I was alive, everything.

When Samantha and I first met, our wedding, the birth of our daughter…and everything else.

"Aiden...Samantha...I remember. I remember everything."