Knock, knock, knock! Trick or Treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat. And the children wait.
There were no lights on in this house, but do you think the kids of Deer Park, Texas are going to let something like darkness get in their way of their sugar fix? Absolutely not!
It’s Halloween night, October the 31st, 1974 and the goal is clear, CANDY, sweets, fun sized, super-sized, chocolate, lollipops, all the good stuff. So, when Ronald Clark O’Bryan was trick-a-treating with his children, 8-year-old Timothy, 5-year-old Elizabeth and joined by his neighbour, Jim Bates and his son, so when they reached a dark home, possibly because the owner was out or they just didn’t want to be bothered, the children still wanted to try for candy. They knock on the door, sing the rhyme and wait.
“No one’s there, we should try the next house, no one’s home.” But how could Ronald stand the disappointed look on the children’s faces.
“You go on ahead, maybe the owner just misplaced the sweets.”
Ronald’s patience would pay off when he returns to the group with a handful of 21 inches or 53.3cm of Pixy Stixs. Which are plastic tubes filled with powered sour candies.
“Guess what guys, there was someone in the house and look.”
I’m sure the kids thought they hit the motherload. I’m sure they thought that later that night they would revel in sugary goodness.
So how did a typical Halloween night and giant Pixy Stixs end with one child’s murder? And how did a staple saved the others’ lives?
This is the case of the Trick or Treat murder. The reason real your parents would always check your candies before you were allowed to eat them. Now on Despicable Beings.
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