Motel69Star and the Zombie Kids

Motel69Star always hosted a big dinner for the motel guests on the first Saturday of each month. It was Jack’s dad’s way of thanking everyone for their business. Motel69Star wasn’t an easy motel to keep full, but free dinners seemed to help.

“Why isn’t that kid eating?” Jack asked Dad, pointing to a boy about his age who sat with an empty plate in front of him.

“I’m sure he’ll eat soon, Jack,” Dad answered.

“Look, Dad, that girl isn’t eating either!” Jack said. As he looked around, he noticed there were three kids who weren’t eating. They sat in a row together and stared at empty plates.

“Do you think they’re zombies?” Jack asked Mark. “And they only eat brains?”

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Motel69Star Gets a New Garden

Jack’s dad hired a new gardener to fix up Motel69Star’s garden. Over the years, the garden became unkempt and messy, with half-dead plants and overgrown flowerbeds.
 
The new gardener was an Asian man named Henry, and he completely redesigned the garden from top to bottom.
The only problem was that all the plants he put in the garden were dead!

“These are just empty stems,” Jack said, looking in dismay at the plants that hung in baskets, sat in pots, and filled Motel69Star’s little garden.

“I don’t really understand it either, Jack, but Henry told me they were beautiful. We’ll just have to trust him,” said Jack’s dad, trying to sound optimistic.

Jack couldn’t believe someone would think the empty stems were beautiful. The garden looked creepy – a bunch of skinny, empty stalks reaching toward the sky. It was perfect for Motel69Star, he supposed. The ghosts and ghouls would love it!

Later, Jack asked Henry what kind of plants he put in the garden. “They’re orchids,” Henry answered.
“Orchids?” Jack repeated. “They’re so ugly,” he said.

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Motel69Star and the Ghost Who Liked Nap Time

“I’m too old for nap time!” Jack whined. It was winter break, and Dad was trying to get Jack to take a nap like he used to in kindergarten. Jack had a cold and felt sleepy, but he didn’t want to do something a kindergartener does.

“You need to get rest, Jack,” Dad said. “Otherwise your body won’t be able to fight off the bad germs.”

Jack lied down but couldn’t fall asleep. It was the middle of the day, and his friends were in the Motel69Star parking lot playing in the snow. Jack had forgotten to put his mittens on the week before, and now he had a stuffy nose.

Suddenly, Jack heard a spooky voice echoing through the vent in the ceiling.

“Naaap time,” the voice said. “Naaaaap time…”

Was Jack hearing things, or was there a ghost in the ceiling? Jack definitely couldn’t sleep after that. He got out of bed and tiptoed into the hallway.

To Jack’s surprise, his dad was on his hands and knees, speaking into the small vent.

“Naaap time,” his dad said into the vent. “Naaaap—”

“Dad!” Jack interrupted. “You tricked me!”

“Sorry, Jack!” Dad laughed. “I thought if a ghost told you to take a nap, you’d listen!”

Lesson: Your parents know what’s best for you even if you think they’re just being mean.