Halloweensie Contest

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I’m participating in Susanna Leonard Hill’s 9^th Annual Halloweensie Writing Contest. 

The rules are simple, write a story using 100 words or less. You must use some form of the words – Potion, Cobweb, and Trick. Stories must be appropriate for children 12 years and under. Sounds easy, right? Wrong. It’s a challenge, but it’s fun.

Here’s my story…

A Zombie Girl Halloween

Halloween party, come one, come all,

Zombie Girl stood straight and tall.

Wearing baggy, boogie pants,

it was tricky to dance her dance.

“Zombie Girl, you look silly,

dressed in pants, lacey and frilly.”

Zombie Girl dropped her head,

sat in a corner pouting instead.

Spotting a sign, she knew what to do,

Magic potion, to feel brand new.

Spooky bubbles in a glass,

Filled high, make it last.

Zombie juice spills on toes,

Covered with cobwebs, hold your nose.

One, two, Zombie feet move,

three, four, dance to a groove.

Zombie Girl loves to dance,

especially wearing frilly pants.

Cluck-A-Doodle Valentine - 3rd Annual Valentiny Writing Contest

It's time again for Susanna Leonard Hill's Annual Valentiny Contest. The rules were to create a story in which someone is hopeful, using a maximum of 214 word. Below is my entry.

Cluck-A-Doodle Valentine
(214 words)

Quack, Oink, Moo, cluck a-doodle-doo. Animals in an uproar. Barnyard friends love Cora’s Valentine cupcakes but, Cora has a broken wing. And a bad squawk.

Who will bake cupcakes for the Valentine festival?

Pig dumped flour into a bowl.

“Mooove over, let me add the milk.”

“Too much milk,” said Pig.

“How do you know? No one can read Cora’s chicken scratch.”

Duck waddled over to help. She flapped to the table, “Sugar is what we need.”  

“Squawk,” Cora wailed.

“Don’t get your feathers ruffled,” Pig snorted. Tap, tap, crunch. Pig cracked eggs…

…a little too hard.

“We must prepare the Cluck-a-doodle cupcakes for the festival or everyone will be heartbroken,” said Duck.

“I hope we can follow Cora’s recipe,” said Pig.

“Mmmm, more eggs,” Cow moaned.

Eggs were beaten, milk poured and batter stirred.

“Red drops,” Pig bellowed.

“Squawk,” Cora wailed.

“Hush Cora, we’re almost done,” said Pig.

Cow slowly opened the oven and slid the mixture inside.

Everybody waited. Cow grazed, Duck went for a swim and Pig took a mud bath.

As the sun began to hide, it was time.

Hot from the oven, the cupcakes were… flat. Tiny.

The festival must go on.

Quack, Oink, Moo, cluck-a-doodle-doo. Valen-tiny cookies for all of you.

“Cluck-a-doodle yum,” said Duck.

“Squawk,” wailed Cora.