Halloween Ghost Story Contest -- 2007
Middle School Winners

First Place

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Our first place Middle School category winner was written by Halley Jarrett, who attends the Mililani Middle School in Mililani, Hawaii.

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Leftovers

by
Halley Jarrett

McKinley Choirs looked through one of his freezers: so many leftovers, so little time. All his leftovers were kept in freezer bags. That way, they’d stay fresh longer. They were even labeled. McKinley, who had two refrigerators, always kept both very neat. Especially the one on the left.

McKinley had to decide what was for dinner soon, because today he had guests: a few of his neighbors, and a couple of co-workers. Finally he decided on what to cook and made a huge meal using a relatively small amount of leftovers.

When his guests arrived everyone ate even more than he expected they would and gave him complements like, “You cook better than my mom did when I was a kid!” and “This is the best steak I’ve ever tasted!” and McKinley thought that was spectacular, of course. They also asked questions like “What kind of meat is this?” and all he did was grin mysteriously…

After dinner, he asked, “Who wants ice-cream?” and they all happily accepted. “Oh I’ll get it Mic; you must be worn out from all that cooking.” said Paula Green, his next-door neighbor. “Thanks Paula, just make sure you get it from the freezer on the right, the one on the left just has meat.”

Paula, unbeknownst to McKinley, was dyslexic. She often mixed up left and right. She didn’t know which freezer was left and which was right, so she just picked one. She thought: “No biggie, if I pick the wrong one I can always just close it and open the other one.”

In the freezer were several labeled Ziplocs and not any ice cream in sight. She was about to close the freezer door when she noticed something… there were odd shapes within the freezer bags. She would take a minute to read the labels, so she just took a bag out and peered through the transparent plastic. What she had at first taken to be meatballs were two eyeballs, their hazel irises and bloodshot whites staring at nothing. “EEEEEE!!! Holy Snot!!!” she screeched, not believing what she had just seen. She dropped the Ziploc and backed up several paces… right into McKinley.

“Well, Paula Dear, I did say the right.” He said calmly.

A few hours later he had meals for the next couple of days in plastic bags and neatly labeled: Markus Herst, Bella Posque, Randall Bix, and Paula Green…

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