In the quaint little town of Enigma, on a Halloween night, twelve-year-old Jacey decided to prove that the ‘Ol Creepy Cottage’ was far from haunted as the legend claimed. Armed only with licorice laces, her flashlight, and an indomitable spirit, she tiptoed up the creaky steps. The door opened on its own, as if welcoming her.
The house was dimly lit, dusty, and filled with an eerie silence. Suddenly, a tiny figure, not much taller than a broom handle, sprang up from behind a couch. It had large pink ears, glassy blue eyes, and wore a green tunic.
“A haunted house needs a ghost, not a talking mouse in a tunic,” Jacey giggled. Mr. Whiskers tweaked his ears looking hurt. Angered, he stomped his tiny foot. At that moment, blue jellies and orange candies began raining down.
Disarmed by the delicious chaos, Jacey laughed heartily, “You’re right, Mr. Whiskers! A haunted house can have a candy-raining mouse!” She left the ‘Ol Creepy Cottage’, armed with the real story. Humbled, but grinning, Jacey did not need another Halloween to visit the haunted house again.
And, that’s how the legend of the ‘Ol Creepy Cottage’ became “The Candy-Raining Mouse House”. Expect the unexpected, especially on Halloween!