The town of Maple Hollow was peaceful except at midnight.
Every night, the Wilson family heard clinks, clatters, and crunches in their backyard.
“Maybe it’s a ghost,” whispered Ellie.
“Or a monster!” gasped her little brother Sam.
The noises always stopped before anyone could catch the culprit. The Wilsons called it The Mystery of the Midnight Visitor.
Setting a Silly Trap
One evening, Ellie and Sam decided to solve the mystery. They placed a plate of cookies on the porch, tied a shiny bell to the doorknob, and hid behind the curtains with flashlights.
At exactly midnight—jingle, crunch, crunch!
“Someone’s here!” Sam whispered, eyes wide.
They peeked outside and saw… not a ghost, not a monster, but a chubby raccoon wearing their dad’s sock like a hat!
The Raccoon’s Mischief Revealed
The raccoon, who seemed quite proud of his silly hat, stuffed cookies into his cheeks and knocked over a flowerpot. Then he waddled to the clothesline and tugged down another sock!
Ellie burst out laughing.
“He’s not scary—he’s silly!”
Sam opened the door.
The raccoon froze, one paw in the cookie plate. Then, PLOP—he fell backward into the watering can. The children laughed so hard they nearly dropped their flashlights.
A Midnight Friend, Not a Monster
The Wilsons decided the raccoon wasn’t a visitor to fear, but a friend to feed. Every night, they left him snacks: fruit, crackers, and the occasional cookie.
The raccoon, now nicknamed Sir Socks, became the funniest midnight guest Maple Hollow had ever known. Sometimes he wore socks like mittens, other times like scarves, and once he even tried to balance three on his tail.
And so, the mystery was solved: not with traps or scary shadows, but with giggles, snacks, and a raccoon who loved socks more than monsters ever could.
The End !
