Halloween At Creighton-Ward Manor
Halloween at Creighton-Ward Manor was busy say busy and fun with everyone dressed up as different characters from TV shows and films. After everyone else when home the Tracy brothers stayed behind to help clean up.
"What a night we all had," said Alan who was putting some of the candy apples away.
"But it was fun for all of us too, little bro. And we made children happy too, and that's what counts," replied Gordon.
"Just a shame that John missed out on all the fun."
"Scott, you know John doesn't like social events."
A few minutes later everything was put away and tidied.
"Thank you for all your help I couldn't have done it with you all," said Penny who had Sherbet in her arms.
"You're welcome M'lady," Gordon said cheekily and Penny just rolled her eyes at his comment.
"What should we do now?" asked Kayo who put her feet across Scott .
"How about a Halloween story or poem?" replied John who popped up on the hologram monitor. Everyone looked at John.
"That is a very good idea John."
"Ok but does anyone have a story or poem to tell?" asked John who came up with the idea in the first place.
With everyone thinking Parker came in with drinks for everyone.
"Thank you, Parker."
"You're welcome M'lady. Is everything ok?" asked Parker.
"Everything is fine, we are trying to come up with a Halloween story or poem," Penny replied back.
"Why you can always tell them the poem about the witch running away from Creighton-Ward Manor."
Everyone looked at Penny.
"Please tell us it" said Scott and Virgil together.
"Ok I will," replied Penny who put Sherbet down on the floor…..she starts the poem
"There was an old witch,
Believe it if you can,
She tapped on the manor windows and doors,
She ran, ran, ran to the hights peak,
her magic potion starts to leak,
The old witch starts to freak as she leaps
Leaps into the air without a care,
her broomstick right there.
The old witch had white hair.
I know it's not fair,
But she was . . .
Just there."
"That was every good Penny, thank you," said Gordon who kissed he on her cheek. Penny blushed.
"You're welcome, does anyone else have a story or poem?" she asked.
"Yes we do Penny," everybody said. and for the rest of the Halloween night was of all of them telling stories and poems.