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Fall Writing Frenzy: Cara’s Costume Conundrum

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Fall is back, and so is one of my favorite writing contests, the Fall Writing Frenzy! Here’s my entry for this year, inspired by the image below, and if anyone is curious to find out more, be sure to head over to Lydia Lyudikis’ blog to find the other entries!

Story by Meg Winikates, 199 words

Cara’s Costume Conundrum

“It’s awesome we’re going trick-or-treating together!” Cara told her best friends, Jules and Emily.

“Let’s make matching costumes!” Jules grinned. Cara remembered past Halloweens—sea turtle, fairy, ballerina, astronaut, roller-skating rockstar. So many possibilities!

“Yeah, something scary!” Emily added.  Cara’s daydream crashed.

Uh-oh. Scary was not her favorite.

“Scary sounds fun.” Jules agreed.

Double uh-oh. Cara always relished fun, sparkly costumes.

Sparkly and scary didn’t mix. What if her friends thought her silly for being scared?

“Scary like…dinosaurs?” Cara suggested. She could enjoy a stegosaurus.

“Nah, like ghosts! Vampires! Zombies!” Emily grinned.

Triple uh-oh. Cara hoped Jules might help, but Jules had that ‘I like trouble’ look.

“Mom calls me ‘little devil’ when I go pranking—let’s be devils!”  

Cara sighed while her friends planned.

Later, Cara stared at her costume box, wishing she could be one of her playtime creations instead, mixing up bits for a kitty-astronaut, turtle-dancer, or roller-skating fairy. Sparkly, funny, surprising.

She spotted a red tutu. What if?

Finally smiling, Cara got her scissors (and her mom’s permission!) and set to work.

On Halloween, Emily and Jules squealed delightedly when Cara appeared, bedazzled pitchfork, sequined cape, glittery horns, and all.

“Ta-da! Everyone beware…The Pitchfork Princess!”

Photograph of a porch decorated for Halloween with jack-o-lanterns, leaf garlands, and bats. In the center of the image, a blond girl in a red and black devil costume carrying a pitchfork and a treat bucket ascends the stairs. The dark curly head of a second child is visible in the foreground right bottom corner.
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Halloweensie Contest: Baby Goblin at the Halloween Ball

Today’s the start of the Halloweensie contest run by author Susanna Leonard Hill, and this year’s challenge was to write no more than 100 words (not including the title) using the three prompt words: goblin, tiptoe, and chill. There’s lots of fun stories up already, and I encourage you to go check them out. Here’s my entry:

A girl with curly red hair, seen in profile, wearing a sparkly black and gold dress and black witch hat, carrying a small pumpkin shaped bucket with plants inside.
Photo by Paige Cody on Unsplash

Baby Goblin at the Halloween Ball
by Meg Winikates (100 words)

Baby Goblin on tiptoe,
sneaking where she shouldn’t go—
Grown-up goblins celebrate,
Halloween Ball starting late.

Ghosties twirling, goblins bounce,
Werewolves whirling, black cats pounce.
Baby Goblin, heaving sighs,
knows that boogying’s unwise:
squishing’s likely, being small.
Baby Goblin hugs the wall.

Cider simmers in a pot,
sweetly spicy, piping hot!
Tempting taste relieves the chill—
Trembling fingers almost spill…
Uh-oh! Slipping! Tipping! Crash!
Baby Goblin makes a splash.

Many fingers point her way—
Mama Goblin saves the day.
“Someone should be safe abed,
but tonight, let’s dance instead.”
Tucked in Mama’s arms, she spins;
Baby Goblin grins and grins.