More weird stories!

Here's a couple stories that I wrote just recently for the children's curriculum. I hope you and the kids like them. Imagine your favorite newscaster saying...


"Toddler Saves the Planet!"
There are some very bizarre and hardly believable reports coming from a family in New Mexico. The Smith family in Los Armadillo says that they were kidnapped by aliens the other night. Mrs. Smith reports that she awoke to find that she and her family were all in a space ship hovering over Earth. She quickly woke up the rest of her family, and they began to try to decide what they should do.
As they were talking, the door of the room suddenly opened and four aliens walked in. They have described in detail what these aliens looked like. They say they were all short and green, with ten long tentacles coming out of the top of their heads. On the end of each tentacle was a big yellow eye. Their mouths were very small, but every once in a while, one of them would stick out their very long tongues just long enough to clean off one of their eyes, because they had no eyelids. Also, although their arms were quite long, they had very short, stubby fingers. When asked about the aliens noses, they all looked at each other before Mr. Smith commented, "I don’t think they had noses."
Well, one alien stepped forward from the group and began to speak in English. "Well, we see you are awake. That is good, because that means that we can no go forward with our plan. We wanted someone to witness what we do to your planet, and we chose your family to be our witnesses before we take you home to be our slaves."
Mr. Smith asked, "Why us?"
The alien seemed confused at first. "What?"
"Why us? Why did you choose us to be your witnesses?"
"Don’t bother me with details! Let’s get started. Come over to the window and you will see what happens."
Everyone, except for the two year old Smith boy named Richie, went over to the window. The alien explained how they had been watching Earth for years, and how they had been working all that time to make a weapon to blow up the Earth. Right in the middle of the explanation, they all stopped suddenly, when they heard Richie laughing. Everyone looked and watched as Richie pulled a little object out of the wall. The alien shouted, "Noooooo! Not the power cell!"
Richie then proceeded to pound the object on the floor and tear it apart with his little fingers. All the aliens fell onto the floor when this happened and began to cry. The lead alien said, "You’ve ruined hundreds of years of planning. We will now crash land on Earth, and all is ruined!"
The Smiths said that they didn’t remember anything after that until they woke up in their beds the next morning. At first they all thought they had dreamed it, until they all told each other the same dream. Just a coincidence? You decide.

"Monster Eats Socks!"
If you ask little Samantha Turner of Laundryville, Michigan about here socks, she will tell you an interesting story. One of our reporters did, and this is what he got.
Samantha says she always has new socks to wear, but it’s not because her family is rich. In fact, her family really is like any average middle class family. There is only one thing that is different. Three years ago, they got a new washing machine. "What’s different about that?" you ask? Let me tell you. This was no average washing machine.
After washing the laundry with it for a few weeks, everybody noticed that although the socks went into the washer with the rest of the white laundry, they didn’t come back out. Samantha decided that she was going to found out what happened to the socks. Her feet were getting cold.
She stayed with the washing machine during the next load, and she listened. As she was waiting, she thought that something sounded different and strange in the washing machine. She quickly opened the lid and looked in, and then quickly screamed. There was a monster in the washing machine eating all the wet socks!
The monster stuck it’s head out and said, "Wait! Don’t scream! It hurts my ears." Samantha looked at him and grew very quiet, and scared, not knowing what to do.
The monster spoke. ‘Look, let’s just keep this between you and me. I need to eat something, and I really like wet dirty but what socks. I know you really need socks for your feet, but can’t your parents buy you more?"
"Not all the time." said Samantha. "How about this; what if you only eat some of the socks in each load. That way, you won’t get caught by my parents, but you still get to eat socks."
The monster liked the idea. That’s how it’s been for the whole time. Samantha says that she talks with the monster often. She has even given it a name. However, we are not supposed to tell her parents this story. She likes talking to her monster friend, and doesn’t want him to have to leave, so let’s just keep this story between us. OK?