And, as a Halloween treat, here is my entry (which is 100 words exactly). Some credit is owed to John Carpenter and Bill Gaines for inspiration.
Home For The Howliday
Elliot missed his dad. He remembered how much fun they once had trick-or-treating. But that was long ago.
Halloween Night came to an early end. All the witches had to pack up their broomsticks and all the pumpkins were blown out. Some maniac had escaped from the insane asylum and it wasn't safe to be outside. So, instead of trick-or-treating, Elliot sat in the safety of his bedroom, counting his loot and thinking about his father.
His bedroom window slid open and in crawled the drooling figure of a madman. Elliot smiled happily.
“Mom!” He cried. “Dad's home!”