10-Minute Stories with Appositives for Halloween, by A-6
from Webster: apposition in grammar, the placing of a word or expression beside another so that the second
explains and has the same grammatical construction as the first.
Story 1
by Amanda, Ashlee, and Kelsie
One day Ashlee had a party, a Halloween Party. She invited Amanda and her friend, Kelsie.
Kelsie brought her rabbit, Foofoo, and Amanda brought her cat, Lucky. Ashlee brought us to see
her new bunny, Bunnicula. Kelsie left her rabbit, Foofoo, with Bunnicula. Amanda's cat,
Lucky, was watching Ashlee's goldfish, Fred, Ned, and Edd.
Then the doorbell rang, so we all ran over to the door and left Bunnicula's rabbit cage open.
Tricker-or-Treaters, Sadie and Erin, saw the cat, Lucky, and thought it was cute so they went
over to see it. It got scared and took a swim, a fishbowl swim, knocking the bowl over and causing
it to spill and knocking out Sadie, a Trick-or-Treater. And that gave the rabbits, Bunnicula
and Foofoo, a chance to get out the door.
The next day, Friday, there was a knock at the door. The friends, Ashlee, Kelsie, and Amanda,
went to get it. It was the doctor, Dr. Jewels, come to look at Sadie's head. She was still knocked
out.
When Dr. Jewels opened her bag, the medical bag, there jumped out the rabbits, Bunnicula
and Foofoo. They had the doctor's things, the surgical mask and blood pressure thing. Also
with the pet rabbits, Bunnicula and Foofoo, were four little bunnies, Fro, Mo, Jo, and Slow.
They were all different colors, neon, pink, yellow, orange, turquoise, and green.
Next thing we knew they, Bunnicula and Foofoo, took off running. The next day everyone, all the
townspeople, were controlled by the rabbits, Bunnicula and Foofoo. HELP!!
. . . . . to be continued!
Story 2
by Brittany, Kayla, and Tanya
On Halloween, October 31, Me T. and my friends, Kiki and Boo, got scared. We met our
boyfriends, Nait, Jerry, and Justin. They scared us in the dark forest, Pitch Black. 
Our kitten,
Blackberry, got into their bag, the trick-or-treat bag, and ate their candy. Our dog, Blacky,
scared our cat, Blackberry, out of her fur. He jumped out of the bush, a laurel bush, and barked
at her.
Story 3
by Paul, Ethan, and Christian
Paul, Ethan, and Chris, the candy masters, went trick-or-treating. This year we planned to hit
every house twice on our block. We started at Paul's block, Elme Street. We will finish at
Chris's house, the white one on the other side of Highway 22, at 12:00, midnight. When we
cross the highway to the other side, the country side, there will be less houses. Hopefully they
will give out good candy, Snickers, Fast Breaks, and Milky Ways. If not we will raid their
houses with toilet paper, Scott's, because Scott's is soft and flammable. We will also blow-up
their pumpkins and mailboxes with cherry bombs and black cats, the good stuff. If they do give
us good candy we will say thanks and leave with our cherry bombs, black cats, Scott's toilet
paper, and matches. When people start to go in and we are still out, we will act like we are crazy
and we will play pranks on people's houses. My fat cat, Louie, will sit on the people that are bad.
Chris's mom, Linda, called us all in, before we could bomb houses. (We would never do this.)
by Ethan, Paul, and Chris
Story 4
by Haily, Lacey, and Suzanne
My friend Joe, a skeleton, is nothing but bones. He was wearing a t-shirt, a blue one, and went
trick-or-treating. He hid behind a bush, a shrub, then he scared me. I, Melvin P. Thorpe, do not
like Joe any more. My brother, Marcus, has a unabrow. He stole my socks, toe socks, and I was
mad at him too. I stole Joe's candy, M&M's, because I was so mad at him. When I was eating
Joe's candy I realized something. I'm hungry. So I stole Marcus's candy, Butterfingers, and they
were tasty. My sister, Lily B. Thorpe, asked where her candy was. I never said a word. She was
mad at me so much.
Richard Duck Pill, my aunt's friend's cousin, was a duck for Halloween. His friend, Ralf M.
Ranston, took my cat, Shaggy Waggy! Marcus, with a unabrow, was so mad that he turned into
a clown, an orange clown. Lacey, my sister's best friend's sister's baby sitter, is talking to my
snake Slie. Slie is my bad snake. Weird! Ha Ha Ha my family is very weird, don't you think?
Story 5
by Jenny, Emily, and Lauren
On October 31, 1902, a pitch black Halloween night, there was a chill in the air. Lily, our
neighbor, was acting weird and unusual. Laura, her friend, disappeared that night without a
trace. Lily's brother, Trevor, said she, Laura, had not bee there. The red Mustang, Lily's car,
was gone after Laura disappeared. Trevor's friend, Ray, said the Mustang drove off toward the
graveyard. The next day Albert, the police officer, found Laura tied up in the graveyard. The
case was never solved.
Story 6
by Brock, Sam, and Nolen
My friend, Ralph, and his friend, Rufas, went to a big old scary mansion. When they went in the
housekeeper, Gladis, was dressed up like Sponge Bob Squarepants.
They noticed the
housekeeper, Gladis, had very small arms, I mean VERY small arms. She took them through the
house, the old mansion, and their butler, Lerch, jumped out of a room, and said the them, "I'm
going to bite you in the arm." The housekeeper's kid, Alphamamomo, said "Get out or you will
not be alive again." But the kids, Ralph and Rufus, didn't know what to do because they were
so afraid of the housekeeper's son, Alphamamomo. Then Ralph and Rufus heard Bob, the
logger, coming through the wall. . . . .
Story 7
by Taylor and Andrew
On October 31, Halloween, my brother, Alfamamomo, and I heard a sound in the basement, and
we were at the top floor, the third floor. Me, Momo, and my brother, Alfamamamomo, went
down. On the second floor, the upstairs, our sister, Bessy, was making her costume, a cow, and
it was very ugly. On our way down the stairs, wooden and shiny, started to shake. It was Richard
Usher, my uncle. On the first floor, the main floor, my mom, Satten, was slaughtering the cows
to make hamburgers. Finally we got to the basement, the bottom floor. There was a spider eating
a fly. What we heard was the fly saying, "HELP!"
Story 8
by Spencer and David
On October 31, a dark and scary night, trick-or-treaters saw a ghost. It took my candy, M&M's
and Snickers, and ran. I chased him, but too late. Collin, my friend, got angry and yelled at the
ghost. My black cat, Inky, chased after the ghost and was never seen again. We went searching
but never found my black cat. A year later, I went trick-or-treating and saw a ghost, the same ghost, holding a package. I opened it, and it was my black cat,
Inky.
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