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(this is a rough draft, I know i made some mistakes, but you can still tell me about them, I might not have found a mistake that you did)
“Yum!” Elizabeth hummed as she took a big bite out of a piece of pizza. She placed the piece back on the paper plate gently. Elizabeth stood by the food table at her neighborhood’s Halloween party. She grabbed another plate and started filling it with delicious cookies, cupcakes, and other sweets. She knew sweets hurt her teeth; her dad never stopped reminding her. Elizabeth didn’t care now, though, that she “ruined” her teeth. No other holiday of the year can beat Halloween with the amount of sweets kids intake, and Elizabeth wouldn’t let anybody take this holiday away from her. “Elizabeth, Lisabeth, Lisabeth…LITHBECK!!!” Elizabeth’s little brother Alex called her name. She quickly put away her plate of sweets and ran over to him. “What?” she asked boredly. Alex started jumping up in down so much that his superman costume started to flap in the air as if he tried to fly. “There is a raffle in a few minutes for a crystal ball!” Elizabeth sighed, “Whatever, good luck.” She turned around and walked back over to her table. Alex ran after her, “Wait! I am not entering the contest. My fortuneteller friend wants to win. He thinks a crystal ball would go perfect with his costume, don’t you think? I think so.” “Um, yeah.” Elizabeth replied. She spotted her group of friends and joined them, leaving Alex behind. Just then, the head of the Halloween party grabbed a microphone and announced the winner of the raffle-Alex’s friend. Elizabeth rolled her eyes. “Hey Elizabeth, want to go trick-or-treating with us tonight?” her friend asked. “Sure! I’d love to!” Elizabeth exclaimed as she dug around in her trick-or-treat bag for her pink hair spray. She knew it Alex couldn’t find it in there. She grabbed it and sprayed her hair. “How does this look?” Elizabeth asked her friends. One of them replied, while trying to hide her giggles, “It-hehe-looks great-hehe- on you-hehe!” Another one, dressed as a vampire, added, “Yeah, looks awesome! Like a real rock-star!” Elizabeth laughed and spotted her parents talking near the food table, “I’ll return soon!” She turned around and ran towards them. “Mom, Dad, may I trick-or-treat with my friends?” She asked nervously, having a strange feeling that they would answer with a strong “NO”. Not surprisingly, her prediction came true. “Sorry, sweetie, you have to walk around with Alex and his friend. Your mom and I want to stay at home and pass out candy.” Elizabeth’s dad hugged her mom and smiled gently. “Fine!” Elizabeth cried and stormed away back towards her friends. “Sorry guys, I cant trick-or-treat with you this year, I have to walk around with Alex and his loser friend-the one that won a crystal ball at the raffle.” Elizabeth groaned loudly. “We don’t mind,” one of Elizabeth’s friends said, “We will still see you this weekend at the movies!” Elizabeth rounded Alex and his friend up. She prepared for trick-or-treating. “You here? OK.” Elizabeth answered her own question. Elizabeth looked at Alex, “You tell your friend here to stay with me tonight, and I must always see you guys! You don’t have to talk to me, just walk within a ten-meter circle around me. I won’t embarrass you if you don’t embarrass me!” Alex nodded solemnly and stifled a laughter. His friend started humming and sang a strange song, “Umm…..Um…..My Cryyystallll balll will showw the fuuuuuuuuuture…. Umm…Um…Something baaaaddd will happennnn….. Ummm… Um…to… Aaaaalex…-” Elizabeth cut him off. “PLEASE stop that stupid singing, nothing will happen to Alex!” She picked up her treat bag, grabbed Alex’s arm and started walking around the neighborhood from house to house. Around 8:30, Elizabeth, Alex, and the fortuneteller finished their neighborhood route and walked him home. After dropping the fortuneteller off, Elizabeth and Alex walked back to their own house. She unlocked the front door and let her brother in. Then she closed the door, locked it, and tiredly walked over to the kitchen table and dumped out her treat bag full of candy. Alex repeated her actions, but closed his eyes, grabbed a piece of candy from his pile, carefully opened it with his eyes shut tight, and popped it into his mouth. Elizabeth glanced at his wrapper and screamed. Epilogue: The next morning at school, one of Elizabeth’s friends walked over to her at her locker. “Hey, I have bad news, we can’t go to the movies this weekend. I don’t have time to tell the whole story, but basically our whole group left the neighborhood without telling our parents and they grounded us. I am so sorry! Maybe another weekend.” She hung her head. “So, how did your trick-or-treating go?” Elizabeth laughed as she slammed her locker shut. “Oh, it went fine. Alex’s friend with the crystal ball predicted something bad would happen to Alex. When we got home, Alex ate a piece of a Snickers Bar and I screamed like my head would fall off. I don’t think he knew that he has an allergy to nuts that makes him appear in hives.” The girls laughed as they headed towards first period.
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