Michael Myers Imagines

Until We Meet Again (2007)

My dearest Michael,

If you're reading this, it means my dad and I are moving away. I begged him not to move from here. You're one of my only friends. I didn't have the heart to tell you I was leaving, so I wrote you a letter. I will never forget you, Mikey. I'm going to miss you. I love you with all of my heart, never forget that.

Love, (Y/N).

A tear escaped the little girls (e/c) eyes, falling onto the note. She couldn't believe her dad was making her move. They only reason, according to her father was that they were moving from Illinois because he had gotten an offer to work in Connecticut for more money.

Truly there were three reasons her father was taking her away from Haddonfield. Mr. (L/N) had gotten a raise, but the job was in Connecticut but to add onto everything... Mr. (L/N) couldn't help but feel there was something wrong with (Y/N)'s friend, Michael. Something about that boy didn't seem right in his eyes; and even though he was happy that his daughter had found a friend, since she had so much trouble making friends, he couldn't help but get the feeling that there were a few screws were loose in the boys brain. Mr. (L/N) also needed help, he was now a single father and was working a full time job. He and his wife were both from Connecticut and they both had family there willing to help aid in the care of (Y/N).

She quickly grabbed the note and got onto her bike and sped towards Michael's house. More tears came from her (e/c) eyes. She grabbed the pieces of tape she brought with her and quickly placed them on her friends' door. She smiled seeing it placed nicely and quickly wiped away more loose tears from her face. With that she rode on her bike back home, never to be seen again by the blonde haired boy.

The (h/c) haired girl sighed as she looked at her old house. She had returned to Haddonfield for a job. The girl didn't remember much about Michael, she could remember a troubled boy from her childhood, but what she didn't know was that the boy in her memories was Michael Myers.

The girl looked around her old house and groaned looking at all of the things she'd have to unpack.

As the girl unpacked the silverware and China into the cabinets she saw rustling outside from the window. She focused her gaze as her (e/c) eyes widened at the sight of a man coming out of the bush with a knife in his hand, a dirty blue jumper, and an emotionless mask. The girl ran to the front door quickly in an effort to lock it, but she was to late. As she was about to grab the lock the door flung open revealing the masked killer.

The girl stood shocked and silent as she backed away from him. Their footsteps were in sync as they moved. The girl mentally cursed herself for backing into a wall, Michael didn't stop. He continued walking towards the (h/c) haired girl.

"Pl-Please do-don't hurt m-me..." the girl pleaded as tears fell from her eyes. Michael turned his head in a questioning manner as he took another step forward. Michael looked back at his knife then the girl.

The back of the knife collided with the girls head, knocking her unconscious. She fell to the floor quickly before he grabbed her slinging her over his shoulder and making his way to the barn.

He looked at the letter quickly before moving his gaze back to the (h/c) haired girl. He then opened the letter, reading the last goodbye he ever got from his best friend. This time though it would be different, she wouldn't leave him, and he'd make sure of it.