Night of Treats
Things That Go Bump
Midnight Chills
Spells and Potions
Creepy Crypts
100

I see a sack of candy. 

I see a sack of candy.

100

A bat hid in the dark barn.

A bat hid in the dark barn.

100

It is dark, and the air feels cool.

It is dark, and the air feels cool.

100

I see her mix green goo in a pot.

I see her mix green goo in a pot.

100

I hear a creak from the old door.

I hear a creak from the old door.

200

We ring the bell and shout, “Trick or treat!”

We ring the bell and shout, “Trick or treat!”

200

I hear a frog splash in the pond.

I hear a frog splash in the pond.

200

I see mist drift over the yard.

I see mist drift over the yard.

200

The witch’s cat naps by the hot fire.

The witch’s cat naps by the hot fire.

200

We step on wood that makes a loud crack.

We step on wood that makes a loud crack.

300

Nate sorted his treats on the rug.

Nate sorted his treats on the rug.

300

The ghost said “boo” and made me drop my bag.

The ghost said “boo” and made me drop my bag.

300

Chills ran down my body when I heard a hiss.

Chills ran down my body when I heard a hiss.

300

The wizard hums as he reads a spell.

The wizard hums as he reads a spell.

300

I see fog swirl by the steps of the dark porch.

I see fog swirl by the steps of the dark porch.

400

My bag became so full that it tore on one side.

My bag became so full that it tore on one side.

400

A flock of bats swooped low as the wind shifted.

A flock of bats swooped low as the wind shifted.

400

We walk fast past the park when the sky turns gray.

We walk fast past the park when the sky turns gray.

400

The wizard waves his wand, and sparks shoot out.

The wizard waves his wand, and sparks shoot out.

400

The wind makes the gate bang and swing wide.

The wind makes the gate bang and swing wide.

500

The moonlight shines as we laugh and trade sweets.

The moonlight shines as we laugh and trade sweets.

500

The ghost drifts through the air with a soft “whoosh.”

The ghost drifts through the air with a soft “whoosh.”

500

A cackle echoes through the cold, dark night.

A cackle echoes through the cold, dark night.

500

The witch laughs so hard that her hat tips in the soup.

The witch laughs so hard that her hat tips in the soup.

500

We tiptoe through the hall as the moonlight flickers in.

We tiptoe through the hall as the moonlight flickers in.