Date: 11/16/2021
By randybobandy
I was a man who had a wife named Lauren. We were celebrating the Fourth of July in Florida, but Michael Myers was on the loose. I warned Lauren of the danger and asked her if she could protect herself, defend herself, and fight Michael. She was dismissive and assured me she absolutely could. We were sitting on some bleachers when Michael came and stabbed a man sitting right next to Lauren. The whole gymnasium erupted into chaos. But Lauren sat there frozen, screaming. I screamed for her to come down and get away. She didn’t budge. I was annoyed and went up there to grab her. I carried her down and got her away. We were outside in a field behind the school. There was a fenced in area specifically designed for some type of game. There was a lounge chair in there. I carried her over there and laid her down in the lounge chair. There were a ton of people around, so I figured they would all watch her. I left to confront and kill Michael, but started to get nervous because it seems like he really can’t die. I wondered what our options were.