If you were an average person, you would assume that the story you're about to be told took place in the holiday worlds of old. Well, this story didn't start out that way. It all started in an insect research lab. I was in a test tube, being studied by scientists. They wanted to know if roaches are invincible to anything. After many failed tests, they finally decided to kill me with everything they got.
"Alright men, just pour the toxic waste on the cockroach." The head professor said as he pointed to the test tube I was in. Several other men opened the lid and poured a slimy green liquid all over my body. I started screeching as I felt my body being burnt. In a few minutes, I was still breathing.
"Darn it! The toxic waste didn't kill him..." A few men said to themselves. Suddenly, I got up from my glass prison and started to speak.
"Stop trying to kill me!" I shouted. The professor gasped at my speech. I got up on two legs and walking towards the man's face.
"Look Doc, I'm tired of you and your allies just trying to experiment on my kind of species." I explained to him, then covered my mouth. I realized that I can talk. Doc fainted right on the floor. The other men just screamed and ran away from me.
I simply shrugged and walked towards the other bugs that were captured. It wasn't easy trying to open all of those lids. Once I had every bug out, they somehow followed me like we were a pile of bugs. I then had an idea.
"Okay fellow insects, we are going to form into one being. Is that clear?" I shouted in an excited cry. The insects nodded as we merged together. I was able to form my state into a head. I collected a snake for a tongue.
"Now where should I stay at?" I asked myself. I hid in a closet so no one can find me. A noise was near the door and someone opened it. It was a small boy who had pajamas on. I guessed he was the professor's son. I was too tired to notice him.
"Mommy!" The boy screamed in terror, "It's the bogeyman!" He ran out of the closet. I woke up from my daze, enjoying that scream. That's when I knew what I liked the most; making people scream to death. Also, thanks to that kid, I now came up with my new name.
"Hmm, Oogie Boogie? Now that's a name!" I laughed to myself as I slithered away into darkness.
After a few months, I was scaring everyone until they turn pale like ghosts. My new place was under an abandoned tree house. But I never knew where I was staying at. I walked into a strange town. A scarecrow with a purple shirt held the sign that read "Halloween Town". Weird beings walked around the town square. I was dodging left to right by big feet. Although I was a big pile of bugs, I was only 11 in human years.
"Attention citizens of Halloween Town! Please welcome your favorite and mine, Jack Skellington!" A joyful voice yelled. Everyone cheered for a figure. When I looked at the guy named Jack, I nearly had a heart attack. Okay, so I don't have a heart. Big deal! Anyway, the guy was a young skeleton who was about the same age as me, but he was taller and had black clothes. His tie looked like a bat. I hated him at first sight. How come this 'Jack' person has so much popularity?
I sat by the fountain, feeling exhausted after forming my body structure many times. Then, Jack sat down next to me. Silence filled the air as we just stared at each other.
"What do you want?" I gruffly said in a deep voice. The staring kept on, but then Jack spoke.
"You're pretty much alone all the time, aren't you? I've noticed a few months ago." Jack replied.
"You just noticed?" I asked. Unfortunate for me, I had a speech problem with my tongue. The snake in my mouth always slipped out whenever I say words with S's in them. Also, the snake hissed. It's creepy having to hear two voices coming from me.
"Yeah. You're a new guy, right?" Jack said in an innocent voice. The skeleton man had always gotten on my nerves. One, he was popular. And two, he didn't even act like what he should act. Always soft-spoken and polite and yet, he was considered one of the scariest. Now he was insulting me even more by pretending that I wasn't even here for the last several years! I turned eleven this Halloween, and Jack just noticed me?! Now I formed arms with a little effort and flowed myself upwards, trying to stretch my figure of insects so that I was at least as tall as Jack, but fell a little short. Oh well. You didn't have to be tall to beat somebody up.
"Get one thing ssstraight, bone man," I roared, the nickname was spat out venomously. Some bugs had accidentally fallen off from the force of this shout and scuttled back into me. One actually flew into Jack's eye, which seemed to make him very uncomfortable, and he looked a little sick as he opened his white jaws to let it back out.
"I've been here just about as long as you have. You don't have any right to pretend I was never there all those yearssss, to act so..." I didn't know the word I was looking for. I searched my brain, and settled for one that just popped up. "...so superior. Trust me, I'm a veteran compared to you at this scaring business. People only think you're so scary 'cuz they're blinded by your..." My strength weakened and I finally fell down like a puddle. Jack looked at me with his confused, idiotic look. He bent down to where my face should be.
"Um," he said confused as usual, "This happen often?" Forming eyes and mouth, I glared at him.
"Of course it does! Do you think it's easy getting every single one of these things organized and together? There's too many of them to count! And they all get distracted so easily! Imagine having to constantly form and deform and reform yourself several times a day!" Jack gave a look of sympathy at me. The skeleton didn't realize that I just wanted to be alone right now.
"Well, I was originally coming to ask if you'd like to hang out sometime. Nobody really comes around near you, so I thought you’d be lonely. You must be really scary to do that," Jack said finally.
"Of course I am," I interrupted, suddenly sounding proud of myself, despite the fact the flattering remark came from somebody I just now decided to hate.
"But I think I should help you first. There must be some way for you to keep yourself together all the time..." The skeleton blinked and narrowed his eye sockets which bewildered me slightly; I mean, who heard of a skeleton that could blink? His thin fingers tapped against the bottom jaw of his skull, which got on my nerves. I was tempted to ruin the skeleton's black suit, only because it looked so nice and neat. Really, what kind of kid dressed like that? I only saw adults, like the mayor, with ties and all dressed up.
