The Candy Thief
Ok, let me get this straight. I know who stole it but nobody believes me! I’m Lucille McDonald, I’m 5 years old, and no, I’m not crazy!
It all started after Halloween night. I had gotten so much candy! 25 Milky Ways, 15 Twizzlers, 30 Tootsie Rolls, and 9 Airheads, to be exact. But the ghost in my house, Jojo Simwa, loves candy. Usually, she eats all of Mommy’s candy and blames it on me! Then, Mommy puts me in timeout for “sneaking” and “lying.” Anyway, after Daddy told me to put my candy away and go to sleep, I put all 79 pieces of candy in my bag and hid it in the cabinet.
“Daddy!” I yelled. “Come tuck me in!”
After Daddy came and kissed me goodnight, he turned off the light. I wasn’t scared of the dark or anything but I swore I saw the dreaded ghost of Jojo Simwa. She had her hair in braids and had tons of chocolate on her face.
“Chocolate,” I said to myself quietly. “That sounds really yummy.”
I wanted to go to the kitchen and have one piece of chocolate but I am a good girl. Jojo Simwa isn’t though. She walked out of my room, took the entire bag of candy that I got, and ate it all! Then, she left all the wrappers in my bed, rubbed chocolate on my face, and rubbed candy all over my pillow! After she did that, I fell asleep because I didn’t want to deal with her that late at night. When I woke up, Mommy and Daddy were yelling at me.
“We told you no candy!” Daddy yelled. “Why would you do this?”
“Your sheets are disgusting!” Mommy yelled. “I have to clean this now!”
I was sad but I didn’t cry because crying is for babies. I’m not a baby! Instead, I decided to make a promise. I promised to Mommy and Daddy that the ghost of Jojo Simwa would never eat all of my Halloween candy ever again. But then Mommy sent me to timeout.