The Halloween Dance
Aunt Mabel knew Halloween was coming up. She loved Halloween. It was her favourite time of the year. She only wished that she was much younger to enjoy it.
“What are you doing for Halloween this year?” Aunt Mabel asked her nephew, Scrunchie Monster.
“I am going to go to a Halloween dance,” said Scrunchie.
“That sounds splendid,” said Aunt Mabel. “How I wish I way young again?”
Scrunchie started dancing. He took Aunt Mabel by the hand and started dancing with her. Scrunchie walks with his head hung low and his behind stuck up in the air. He dances like that as well.
“This is so much fun,” said Aunt Mabel, dancing the same way Scrunchie does. “It is actually quite comfortable.”
“That is why I walk like I do,” said Scrunchie. “I find it helps with my back.”
“I am having the tune of my life,” said Aunt Mabel, still dancing.
Halloween night came. Scrunchie was getting ready to leave for the dance. He saw Aunt Mabel out of the corner of his eye.
“Come with me,” said Scrunchie, taking Aunt Mabel by the hand.
“Where to?” asked Aunt Mabel.
You are coming to the Halloween dance with me,” said Scrunchie.
“Oh I can’t,” said Aunt Mabel. “I am much too old.”
“You are never too old to dance,” said Scrunchie.
Scrunchie took Aunt Mabel to the dance and she had the time of her life. Scrunchie and Aunt Mabel won first prize at the Halloween dance.
“That was so much fun,” said Aunt Mabel, once her and Scrunchie were back home. ” Thank you so much!”
“You are very welcome,” said Scrunchie. “I had a feeling you would enjoy yourself.”
“I did,” said Aunt Mabel. “It was the most fun I have had in such a long time.”
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