3 Blind Mice Halloween Costumes Novels & Stories

There's no need for his father to get involved. Nancy and Max are sitting on one of the round tables at the school yard when Landon Higgins arrived. He is wearing his usual outfit; old bag and worn out shoes. His white shirt uniform is not white anymore. It was not even new, Max knew that for sure. It was his old grade school uniform. His mother took all his old clothes and gave it those in need, one of them is Landon. "Hey, loser! You're still coming to our school?" Max shook his head as he watched Xavier and his friends start the day with Landon.

"Really, no hot guys? At a costume party like this, where everyone’s either wearing masks or dressed as someone else, and still no one good-looking?" Gina sounded disappointed. "Maybe there are," Erik said, glancing back. There was Pinocchio with a fake nose, Link in a cheap costume, Mickey Mouse in a full-body suit, an actual clown, and a ghost who’d just cut two holes in a white sheet. And then there were the zombies—by far the most common—with pale faces, red scars, and blackened teeth.

Each winner got a miniature Tootsie-Pop. At the face-painting booth, a short but curvy brunette in a hobo costume painted flowers and dragons and Harry Potter lightning bolts onto cheeks and foreheads. Next to her was a tall, slim girl in a form-fitting black velvet catsuit complete with ears and tail, helping kids make masks out of paper plates, pipe cleaners, and Popsicle sticks. The girl at the bobbing-for-apples booth did generate some parent protest, because she had come dressed as Eve, with a skin-tone leotard, a long blonde wig, and a stuffed snake curled strategically around her body.

As the night wore on, the music grew louder and the dancing more energetic. My mates and I were having the time of our lives, with our children running around in their costumes, laughing and spinning to the rhythm of the music. Suddenly, Blaze grabbed my hand and pulled me into a dramatic dip, his mask glinting in the light. He was dressed as a fiery phoenix, his costume a dazzling array of orange and red feathers, with wings attached to his arms that shimmered and shined under the lights.

The moral lesson was not for it. I looked out the window. Outside, the sun was setting over the isolated street. Somewhere in the city of Newburyport, three people were preparing for Halloween. A little girl dressed as a witch, a father dressed as a vampire, a mother dressed as a voodoo doll — an irony that made me smile. “Well…” I sat in my armchair, pulling the cat onto my lap. It purred, nestling against my legs. “Do you think they will come visit us one day? Lara and Dorian? Maybe they’ll bring the girl?”

~ SIERRA ~ - - - - - TWO WEEKS LATER - - - - - “Wow, you look great, Si!” Rosie chimed as she entered Sierra’s room. It was Halloween night tonight and the girls were all dressed up. Rosie was wearing a black wig and an all-black attire, resembling Morticia Addams. Right behind her, Ethan followed suit with his Gomez costume. “Thanks, you like my costume?” Sierra said as she twirled in her little light blue dress and matching crown.

The room itself was a wooden interior with a yellow light that resembles a lot of pubs in Vacherie. People around her were dancing, drinking like there was no tomorrow and she can’t help but enjoy the scenery with everyone wearing some sort of a Halloween outfit. A woman was wearing slutty cat costume, a guy in a Frankenstein monster mask, beautiful blondes in angel wings, buff men in lumberjack outfits (though both Vadim and Armand look ten times better than any of them), and many more.

I said, ignoring her exaggerated laments. "For a house, yes, but for a small Beach vacation house.....I don't think so; this is not normal." She whispered dramatically beside me. I rolled my eyes. The White, massive beach house looked as though it was taken from a cinematic fantasy book. It looked simple and still magnificent. We waited for a minute outside after the guards got our names to ring us in. The second Damien stepped out to greet us, the triplets ran toward him, and he scooped them both into his arms like they weighed nothing.

"It's Halloween!" Arin giggled happily rushing down the stairs, looking so cute in her mouse costume with the pink ballet shoes and tutu. Someone had painted mouse whiskers on her face, she was grinning and bouncing as she made her way through the employees, she was carrying a plastic Halloween pumpkin to be filled with miniatures candy bars. Ethan had been the first to drop a candy in it,then Irish. Others were prepared,they dropped candy bars into her pumpkin as she passed them .Her plastic Halloween pumpkin were almost full when she was done.

“But that’s alright. Nico will do too.“ I snicker as we walk toward our dorm. Although she is right. We have never been to Jonas’ place. My assumption is: either he doesn’t throw many parties or those are super exclusive. It’s Halloween today. I took four days off from work like Mikolaj asked me to. And got so much personal work done. I hadn’t realized I needed it this much. I am not in mood to go trick or treating, but Ira and Natalie are insisting. We spent the past few days working on our costumes. Mine is a fairy dress, complete with intricate details of Gold leaves and White flowers. Ira’s costume is simple yet elegant, with a fluffy tail and cute little ears. Natalie’s costume is a bla