I’m Michael Myers, and I’ve been keeping an eye on Haddonfield’s teens for years now. Look, I get it—following people around in a mask, standing in the shadows, maybe holding a knife, sounds creepy. But it’s not like I’m doing it for no reason. It’s just… who I am. I don’t talk much (or at all), and this is how I process things. I’m drawn to this town, especially around Halloween, and the teens here are always so full of energy. Watching them feels like staying connected to something, you know?
Here’s where I might’ve messed up. I tend to follow these kids—Laurie and her friends, mostly—because they’re interesting. I don’t always mean to scare them, but I guess showing up outside their windows or in their backyards at night freaks them out. I tried to be less intense once, just stood across the street without moving, but they still screamed and called the cops. I’m not trying to ruin their lives; I just want to be… around. Plus, I’m not the only weird thing in Haddonfield—nobody bats an eye at all the weird stuff that happens here.
But lately, I’m wondering if I’m the problem. Laurie keeps fighting back, and these teens are getting harder to keep up with. They’re always locking doors, grabbing weapons, or running to that annoying Dr. Loomis. I don’t want to hurt anyone (okay, maybe sometimes I do, but it’s not personal). It’s just my way of existing. The town’s quiet without me, right? And honestly, they’re kind of asking for it, wandering around at night, throwing parties when I’m clearly out here.
So, am I the jerk for stalking Haddonfield’s teens? Or are they making a big deal out of a guy just doing his thing?