Teenagers are Too Old for Candy

Teenagers are Too Old for Candy

     Dorim and Noora woke up early the next morning. They were still tired from the night before. The last of the kids didn’t stop coming by until well after midnight. Both Dorim and Noora were just too tired to deal with the next day clean-up. So they went to sleep. And planned on getting up early to do it.

     They thought about getting the kids up to help. But they didn’t get home until ten. And they didn’t get to sleep until after midnight. Dorim and Noora excepted it to be bad. But when they got down to the living room they were shocked. The place was a mess. It looked like a storm hit it – five times.

     “I don’t even know where to start,” said Noora. Noora was looking around the living room. Shaking her head in despair she stepped into a pile of candy wrappers. And some of them were still sticky. “We shouldn’t have let the kids eat so much candy before going to sleep.”

     Dorim was now outside. And he’s hanging his head in shame. “I can’t believe this mess.” He turned toward the still slightly open front door. “Noora, you have got to see this.” A few second later Noora walked out the door. And stopped dead in her tracks. The front yard looked like a city dump.

     “It’s going to take another year to clean-up this mess.” Dorim started looking around the front yard. And he started picking up the trash. “I can’t believe those teenagers did this to us.”

     “All this damage because we refused to give them candy because they were too old for it.” Noora was still standing on the front porch. She couldn’t stop staring at the front yard. “Speaking of candy you won’t believe what I found in the living room: One half-full bowl of candy.”

     “I’m surprised the kids didn’t eat all that candy too.” Dorim didn’t stop cleaning up while he said that.

     Noora looked around as she walked down into the yard. As she was walking toward Dorim she saw three uncut plump pumpkins in front of the living room window on the porch. “The three pumpkins we didn’t get the chance to cut haven’t been touched. But the cut-up pumpkins around them have been.”

     “I noticed that too.” Dorim tossed what he had picked up so far into a trash container. Then he looked back at the yard. “We know who did this – we should make them clean up this mess.”

     “They can start with the outside. Then they can do the inside.” Before she said that Noora first looked into the living room through the front window. She could see the mess in there. Then she looked at the front yard.

     “It’s a nice dream - but we know that isn’t going to happen.” Dorim started picking up some more trash. Suddenly he throws what he just picked up back onto the ground. “I don’t want to do this anymore.”

     “I agree with you.” Noora looked down where Dorim tossed the trashed. “What else can we do?”

     “We can’t touch the teenagers – but we can the parents.” Dorim looked mad. “I think we should contact the parents - and make them clean this up.”

     “There’s only one problem with that.” Noora started picking up the front yard too. “We don’t know who the parents are. The only ones we know are the teenagers thanks to our two oldest.”

     “You don’t think our two oldest had anything to do with this?” Dorim looked up toward one of the windows on the second floor of their house.

     “I don’t see how.” Noora didn’t have much trash. But what she did have she put in the trash container. “The ones who did this did it after we all went to sleep.”

     “Maybe they were asleep after all.” Dorim watched as Noora went back to cleaning up the front yard. “They could have gotten out without our knowing it.”

     “Why do you want our kids involved in this?” Noora suddenly looked at Dorim with anger in her eyes. “I didn’t hear them leave, did you?”

     “No, I didn’t. But that doesn’t mean they didn’t.” Dorim looked at the other houses on their block. “the other houses weren’t hit like ours was.”

     “I know why you think they could be involved. It’s because they are teenagers too.” Noora returned to cleaning the front yard. “The only reason why they were Collecting Candy was because of their little brother and sister.”

     “you’re right. At least about our kids being involved.” It sure didn’t look like Dorim was going to do any more cleaning. “But I don’t have to like it – do I?”

     “Let’s just get this over with. The sooner we do the better.” Noora was headed for the trash container again. “I think we should start out here. Then we can do the inside.”

     Dorim smiles a big evil looking grin. “Maybe we are responsible for the outside. But the kids are to blame for the inside.”

     “You’re right.” That time it was Noora who was looking up at the second floor windows. “The kids should clean up the inside.”

The End?