It was Just a Dream or Was It

 

One Halloween night four kids went trick or treating without parent supervision. There names were Mary, Isabelle, Michael, and Tom.  Mary and Isabelle were sisters, and Tom and Michel were cousins. Mary was a witch and Isabelle dressed like a ghost. Michael was Peter Pan and Tom was dressed as a vampire except for the fact that he just lost his teeth.  They walked quickly to the neighbors and rang the doorbell loudly.  After they got their candy they mumbled "thanks" and continued the road.  They went to several houses for candy.
       Then they came to a place where there were no houses, just fields on both sides of the road. Isabelle climbed a twelve foot tall tree and said "Mary watch...."  Just the she disappeared before she could finish her sentence. "
  
     "Um, where'd Isabelle go?" Mary asked Tom. Before he could answer Michael climbed up to see what happened and then he was gone too.  First Tom and then Mary started to climb the tree.  They quietly climbed up wondering what happened.  Suddenly they vanished through a crack in the tree.  They were surprised to find themselves falling straight down inside the tree.  In about half a minute they landed on something soft like a squishy pillow.  Mary looked over the edge to see if she could figure out what it was but she leaned over to far and fell off.  She landed on something like the first, but this one was harder and flatter.  Tom said, "Can you tell what these are Mary?"
  
     "I think they are mushrooms." she said at last.  "Have you seen Isabelle?" she added.
  
     "I'm over here!" she called from a few mushrooms away. "And Michael's over there.""
  
     Isabelle had taken off her ghost sheet and her fuzzy pink sweater looked bright against the dark tree.
  
     "Ow!" they heard Michael say, rubbing his head.  "Didn't you say these were mushrooms? I thought mushrooms were soft."
         "Not all of them." Mary replied sourly.  "Besides we have more things to worry about then how hard or soft the mushrooms are." She was almost yelling. "LIKE MINIATURE GHOSTS AND GIANT BEETLES!!!"
         "I see what you mean about giant beetles," said Tom eyeing some huge ants crawling about," But these ghosts look about the," he stopped mid-sentence because a ghost had just knocked him off his mushroom. "You're right about not all mushrooms being soft." he groaned."
      
Well it doesn't take a scientist to figure that out." Mary snapped.
        Tom started to reply, but Isabelle interrupted," Watch me!" she said. Isabelle was bouncing from one soft yellow mushroom to another.
        Mary yelled "Stop that! You're going to fall and, Wait a minute" she said softly almost to herself. "If we can bounce high enough there's a little ledge near the crack and then it probably wouldn't be too hard too climb up to and out of the crack." she said excitedly.
     
 "OK." said Tom. They climbed up to get to some yellow mushrooms and bounced higher and higher until they were finally high enough to reach the ledge.  But then Michael said, "I just thought of something.  Even if we do get out how do we know we will be our normal size again."
         "You're right," said a voice behind them. "You won't return to your normal size."
         The friends turned.  The ghostly voice was coming from a ghost in a long flowing white gown.  You could see through the gown as well as the rest of the ghost.  The other ghosts in the tree weren't spooky.  They were cute little ghosts that you might  see in pictures, even the one that pushed tom.  But this ghost was different.  The other ghosts were playing tag and giggling.  But she just glided past as if no one but herself and the children were there.  "Only the seed of the last live green leaf can restore you to your proper size" She drifted into a tunnel (which was really another branch) and disappeared. 
         "Um, did anyone see a green leaf?" asked Michael after the ghost had left.
         "I think I saw one next to Isabelle's head," said Mary.  "Which would be that way," she said at last pointing off through a wide branch opposite the one the ghost had gone through. 
        "OK," said Tom.  "Let's go."
        It took a while, but finally they made it to the branch. "Yikes!" screamed Isabelle. "Giant bugs!"
        "Didn't you hear me say that there were bugs?" questioned Mary.
        "Uh…no." Isabelle admitted.
        "Yuk! A giant caterpillar," shrieked Michael.  "I'm not to keen on insects," he added.
        "Well if we're going, lets go." said Mary, her hands on her hips. 
        Reluctantly they all trudged through the bug strewn branch looking for roots of leaves and seeds.  "I found a seed!" said Tom in an excited voice. 
        "I think it was further up," said Mary.
        "Is this it?" asked Isabelle.  She was standing 18 inches in front of Tom and Mary.
        "It might be," said Mary, walking up to take a look at it." 
        "It looks fresher than any of the ones I've seen." said Michael stooping over the seed to get a better look at it.  "Look! Something's written on it." he continued.
         "Don't read it in here, Mary cautioned. "It might…"
         "Oh don't worry, it only works it were outside." Michael interrupted. "Does anyone have a watch? It probably only works at midnight ," he went on."
         "It's about 20 minutes till midnight ," Tom said glancing at his watch."
         "I didn't know Dracula had a watch," Isabelle said in a teasing voice.
         "Well lets go!" yelled Mary before Tom could reply to Isabelle's remark.
         Then they turned and hurried down the branch.  When they reached the trunk of the tree they hopped down to some mushrooms, and then they got as near to the ledge near the crack in the tree as they could.  Then they clambered up to the ledge and in about five minutes they were climbing out of the crack.
         "What time is it asked Isabelle?" after she had finally caught her breath.   
         "Fifty-six seconds till twelve," Tom replied.
        Michael, who had grabbed the seed before they started running, read "On this Halloween night restore us to our proper size."  Nothing happened.
         "Michael, its thirty-two seconds till twelve, of course it didn't work," Tom said when he noticed Michael's confused expression.  "But now it's only ten seconds. You better say it again."
         "Michael started to say what was written in the seed, but he was interrupted by a beeping.  "What's that?" he asked looking around. 
         "It's my watch," said Tom.  "My mother set it to beep at twelve so I wouldn't forget to be home by 12:30 ."
          "Hello," said Mary in an agitated tone. "Were in a little more difficult situation then what time it is, like being shrunk till next Halloween!!!" she yelled.
          "Times up," said an eerie voice.
          They all turned to see who had just spoken.  It was the ghost who had told them about the green leaf.  She rose silently out of the crack.  Then she said laughing, "I hope you plan on staying."  By now she was twenty-two inches above them.  Then Mary heard her mutter something before she called out, "But I'm afraid you can't" She was still using that laughing tone. Just then she sent a fierce wind in their direction…
          "Mary!"
          Mary blinked her eyes, and then she opened them.  She was in her room on her comfy pink chair.  It was just a dream she thought.
          "Mary!" It was her mom calling.  "Come down and put your costume on."
         "Coming!" Mary called.  She quickly got up and went downstairs.
          One hour later, Mary, Tom, Isabelle, and Michael were walking between two fields.  Isabelle was climbing a tree, Tom was looking for his vampire teeth, and Michael… "Wait a minute!" Mary thought.  Isabelle's climbing a tree that just happens to be about ten feet tall!?!?! Wait a minute; I have to be seeing things.  "I'll just close my eyes… Michael interrupted Mary's thoughts by saying "Did you see Isabelle?"
          Mary blinked.  Isabelle's gone and Michael's going to be gone in three seconds if he climbs up that tree!!!!  She closed her eyes.  "Is he climbing up the tree?" she squeaked.
           "Yes," said Tom.  "Wait! Where'd Michael go?"

 

The End

 

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Annalise 
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Revised: December 04, 2006 .

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