Michael, Michael, Michael

Recently in a small Minnesota town, a group of girls were having a sleep over. They came upon the idea of exchanging scary stories. One girl shared a story she had recently heard.            

            The story was about a man who had gone crazy and ended up killing his whole family. The man’s name was Michael. Apparently, the police found his entire family killed, with trace evidence indicating he was the murder, but Michael was never caught. Some say that he took his own life, but others claim he's still out there.

            One of the young girls claimed that if you went outside and yelled his name three times he would come to you. The girls laughed, but were also concerend. Each of them had heard the truth about the murders and knew the gruesome details of the deaths. None of them believed they were in danger, but just talking about it made them nervous.


When the night switched from ghost stories to truth or dare they were all relieved. Of course one of the girls was dared to go outside and call out "Michael" three times. The girl didn’t want to seem fearful infront of her friends, so she accepted the dare. She went outside while all the other girls watched from the window. The girl with fear, yelled Michael three times exactly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a man. She looked up at the window to see the girls. They were all screaming something and pointing out towards her. She was terrified.

          She ran to her car and locked the doors and then saw a man moving towards her. She screamed at the top of her lungs. As the man came up to the window she could hear him trying to ask her something. “Miss, did you order the pizzas?” 

by taylor