FREE FIRST CHAPTER OF KIDS BOOK:
THE SCARIEST HALLOWEEN EVER BY MONICA GARRY
~The night before Halloween~
“Shh, if my mom hears us she is going to get so mad, smoke will blow out of her ears,” Dontae of Dragondor told his cousin Larry.
“We don’t want that to happen. When your mom blows smoke, everybody runs,” Larry said, his eyes wide with fear.
“I know. That’s why we have to be quiet. Now come on.”
“Okay, but I don’t think we should do this tonight. I think we should wait until tomorrow. Right now we’re supposed to be sleeping.”
“Stop being a chicken,” Dontae patted his cousin on the back. “We have to do it tonight, so she can go to school tomorrow and tell all of her friends. That way, on Halloween, neither Pattie nor her friends will want to go trick or treating with us.”
“Yeah,” Larry grinned. “And with them out of the picture, we can have fun with our own friends and not have to be bothered with a bunch of pesky little girls.
Dontae didn’t understand why he had to take his sister and her friends trick or treating every year anyway. He liked to walk fast, but they walked slowly. They were always telling him to slow down or wait up.
Plus, they only liked to stop at houses that had pretty decorations. They didn’t want to stop at the houses that had scary decorations. Dontae liked the scary decorations, the scarier the better.
He was tired of taking his sister and her friends with him whenever he wanted to do something fun. But whenever he wanted to go somewhere, Pattie wanted to go also. And Pattie always got what she wanted. Sometimes being a big brother sucked.
He was glad his mother agreed to let Larry sleep over with him. Larry was going to stay with him for two nights, tonight and tomorrow night. Tomorrow night they would go trick or treating. First, they had to get rid of Pattie and her friends.
Dontae and Larry tiptoed over to Dontae’s bedroom door. They moved quietly, careful not to make too much noise. They didn’t want to wake up Dontae’s parents. There were toys all over Dontae’s floor.
Earlier today, he and his cousin had been playing with their toy soldiers. After they got tired of doing that, they left the toys on the floor and began to play video games. They were supposed to clean up once they were done. However, they had to scare Pattie first.
Scaring Pattie was more important than cleaning up toy soldiers. He couldn’t tell his mother that of course. She would blow smoke. Dragons only blew smoke when they were really mad. Dontae kicked one of his toy soldiers to the side as he walked to his bedroom door.
Larry wasn’t looking where he was going and he tripped on one of the toys. Dontae caught him before he hit the ground. But not before he stepped on Dontae’s favorite toy dinosaur, Mr. Munchers.
The dinosaur was a ‘push and play’ toy. Whenever you pushed its belly, it roared and its stomach changed colors. When Larry stepped on the toy it began to roar loudly. Larry quickly picked the toy up and tried to turn it off before it woke up his aunt and uncle.
“Shut that noise off,” Dontae whispered.
“That’s what I’m trying to do,” Larry told him. “I don’t know how. Here, you turn it off.”
Larry shoved the toy at him. Dontae took the toy and tried to find an off switch.
“Hurry,” Larry whispered, glancing from the bedroom door, to Dontae, then back at the door.
Both boys feared one of Dontae’s parents would walk in at any moment and demand to know why the boys weren’t in bed asleep. It was a Thursday night, a school night. They were not supposed to be up this late.
“We have to abort this mission or we’re going to get caught for sure,” Larry whined.
Dontae was thinking the same thing.
“There isn’t an off button,” he told Larry.
Dontae didn’t know what to do. The crazy toy wouldn’t be quiet. The toy had colorful lights on its belly that flashed on and off while the dinosaur roared and moved its arms up and down. The lights changed from blue, to green, and then to red, over and over again as the toy continued to make noise.
Panicking, Dontae flipped the toy over and opened the battery hatch. He took the batteries out. The dinosaur became quiet and the lights on its tummy stopped flickering. Both boys sighed in relief.
“Whew,” Dontae said. “That was close.”
“Too close. Do you think they heard it?”
“There’s only one way to find out.”
Dontae tossed the dinosaur and the batteries onto his bed. His bed was already messy. It was covered with more dinosaur toys and some miniature toy soldiers. He’d promised his mother he would get it cleaned up before Larry came over to spend the night.
He’d gotten so wrapped up in playing his video games that he’d forgotten to clean up. He would do it in the morning, before his mother had a chance to come and inspect his room. Dontae turned the doorknob on his bedroom door.
The door made a squeaking noise as he eased it open. He held his breath, trying his best not to be too loud. Once the door was open he leaned forward and stuck his head out. He glanced down the hall toward his parents’ bedroom.
Their door was open and he could hear the television going in their room, which meant they weren’t sleeping as he’d hoped they would be. Maybe they had fallen asleep with the television on. They did that sometimes.
“I can hear the T.V. in my parents’ room,” Dontae told Larry.
“Uh oh, that means they’re still up. Abort. Abort.”
Larry turned to run back to the guest bed, the bed he was going to sleep on tonight. Dontae grabbed his hand before he could get very far.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to bed,” Larry whispered. “We have to abort the mission. If aunt Kristal finds out we’re up this late, she’s not going to give us any dessert tomorrow. I don’t know about you, but I want my slice of pumpkin pie.”
Dontae wanted his pumpkin pie also. His mother had promised to give them a slice tomorrow when they made it home from school. Was a slice of pumpkin pie really worth more than a night at the haunted house? No, no it wasn’t. They had to do this.
“They won’t catch us,” Dontae promised. “Come on.”
Larry stopped trying to get away and followed him out the door and into the hall. They tiptoed down the long hallway. Both of them kept glancing back to see if they’d been caught. They made it all the way to Pattie’s room without disturbing his parents.
“Your sister is probably asleep,” Larry told him.
“No, she’s not. She’s always up playing with her dollies. Sometimes when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I hear her in there singing to her dolls.”
“Singing to them?” Larry frowned.
“Yeah, she’s weird,” Dontae said.
Both boys shook their heads. Neither one of them understood why girls were so obsessed with baby dolls. They definitely didn’t understand why they song to them and treated them like real babies. Baby dolls were no fun.
They didn’t come with swords. Baby dolls didn’t come with tank trucks or anything that could explode. They didn’t come with lasers or night-vision goggles. Bottom line, dolls were boring. But for some reason girls loved them.
Dontae and Larry stared at Pattie’s closed door. Hanging from her door was a pink sign that read, KEEP OUT. Dontae wanted to ignore the sign and barge right in. But if he did that, Pattie would run and tell their mother on him.
If she told on him, his whole plan would fall apart. So instead of barging in, he balled his hand into a fist and knocked on his little sister’s door. She didn’t answer. Dontae leaned closer to the door. He didn’t hear her singing like he usually did.
“Is she up?” Larry asked.
“I don’t know.”
Dontae placed his ear against the door and listened. It was faint, but he finally heard a sound. He could hear Pattie moving around in her room. Dontae raised his hand and knocked on her door again, this time a little bit harder.
“Who is it?” Pattie called out.
“Dontae and Larry,” he whispered.
After a moment of silence Pattie spoke up.
“What do you want?”
Ugh, she could be so irritating sometimes. Actually, she was irritating all of the time. But sometimes she was worse than others. She never knocked before she entered his room. She always just barged right in. At least he respected her privacy by knocking first. He could hear his mother’s voice in his head.
‘Always respect your sister’s privacy Dontae,’ is what his mother liked to tell him. But no one respected his privacy, not his sister or her friends. They always ignored the KEEP OUT sign on his door.
“What do you want?” Pattie asked again.
“Can I come in or not?” Dontae whispered.
“What do you want, Dontae?”
“Patricia of Dragondor, you open this door right now,” he said a little too loudly.
He glanced back toward his parents’ room to make sure they hadn’t heard him. His sister still didn’t say anything.
“Maybe you should say please,” Larry suggested.
“I am not saying please to her.” Dontae folded his arms over his chest. He was not about to beg his sister for anything. He was the big brother. She was supposed to do what he said.
“Just say it so we can go in. If we stay out here, we’re going to get caught by your parents for sure.”
“Fine,” Dontae took a deep breath. “Pattie, may I please come in.”
He hated begging his sister for anything.
“Yes you may.”
Dontae and Larry grinned at each other.
“Time to play,” Dontae said.
Their mission to scare Pattie into not going trick or treating had just begun.