A Spooky Halloween Party

A Spooky Halloween Party

 Once upon a time on Halloween, Frankie's college, CCBC, would be hosting a special party. There would be lots of food, people in costumes, and music.

        " I'm going to be Frankenstein because of his creepy, green face and hair as black as a bat," Frankie told his classmates. "Plus his name sounds a lot like mine."

    "Well, I'm going to dress up as a vampire," said Dan. "A blood-sucking vampire with a black cape!"

    "And I'm going to dress up as a witch, flying along on my long-handled broom," said Allison.

    It was officially Halloween and time for the party--a party so spooky and scary that anyone would probably want to give out an ear-piercing shriek and run away.

    "I'm not scared of this whole party, though" said Frankie.

    " Me neither," added Dan.

    "I know all these costumes are just pretend," said Frankie.

    Frankie helped himself to all kinds of delicious foods: pizza, potato chips, a caramel candy apple, and sugar cookies shaped like big spiders. He, Dan, and Allison even danced with the others to all kinds of catchy music including "Thriller Night" and "Ghostbusters".

    Yes, this turned out to be the best Halloween party ever. Everyone had a wonderful time in their not-so-scary costumes, dancing their fears away. 

The End  























 

    

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