Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Trick or treat?

Take care what you wish for - it's Halloween

Such an amazing tree house! Three children stood on the ground looking up. Three separate tiers, so maybe  three rounds of candy? Curiosity pulled them in. Climbing only a few steps, one child raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

A voice from above spoke softly, "I'm up here; climb up here."

So three young children out to seek their weight in candy climbed to the next tier. "Go on," one said, "give her a knock."

Knock, knock, knock.

The same soft voice floated on the air, "I'm up here; climb up here."

The three children, weary from all the steps, hoped they would find the treasure they sought at the last and final tier. The child who hadn't knocked before now raised her hand to do so. "What are you waiting for?" asked the eldest.

Knock, knock, knock.

A face appeared before them. It was as if it were part of the wood, and oh how lovely that face was, or the wood... The soft voice spoke hastily, "My, my, what ever do you wish for; hurry up, I don't have all day."

The three little children found their voice and cries of  "trick or treat," filled the air.

The face in the door looked slowly at each little child and asked, "So which is it, that you wish for... a trick or a treat?"

Answering her question they began to jump, up & down, up & down, up, & down, screaming, "We want candy treats; lots of candy treats; all of the candy treats in the world!"

Suddenly from the sky thousands of candy treats fell, piling up until the top tree house tier collapsed onto the second tier. The quaking continued as more treats fell, collapsing the second tier onto the bottom tier. The children were falling fast now caught in the massive amount of treats, but still screaming for more! A final thud as the bottom tier collapsed, and thousands of chocolate chip cookies covered up their last breath. Bburbburburrrrr.

The lovely face in the door laughed and laughed, while three tiny ghosts flew off into the woods to live forevermore.

The end.


  1. Nice fairy tale you've heard OR did you make that up?
    Love the pictures.


  2. Seems like someone is fed up with them pesky kids botherin' her!
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  3. Hi Dixie,

    To many sweets and the end doth greets.

    Gary :)

  4. bikehikebabe, thanks for visiting. I confess I made it up, though the pictures I scarfed off of Facebook.

    Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment!

  5. Hi bazza.
    I could have given the tale one of those "happy endings" we've come to expect(?) Then again for weight watchers it could be the best ending ever... ha ha ha!

    Otherwise, good to see you posting again. Hope the sabbatical was fun. Your visit and comment are appreciated, my blogger pal.

  6. Ha-ha Gary, you always make me smile! In my day we'd probably loved that tree house, and simply have changed the door... eliminating ee-veel.

    Loved Penny's interview! I wait on your new adventure. Thanks so much.

  7. Oh, I didn't expect that ending - but what's happy for some is also unhappy for others or vice versa. There's only a tear-drop of difference.

  8. Hi Mike... neither did I. I just sat down and started typing away and suddenly...why not(?)

    Enjoyed your recent post. Thanks for visiting!

  9. Lovely and're a great writer lovely :)

  10. Thank you, Petronela, such a gracious comment. Thank you for visiting; hope the book sale is going well. :)


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