In Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, 4258 on Hampton Street is where everything strange happens. It was March 16, 2016. The clock just struck twelve midnight. Cold was the night as up from the dirt and green grass, emerged a leprechaun. This leprechaun, a leprechaun named Sweeney, had many tricks of mischief up his sleeve.
Sweeney, excited to wreak havoc, snuck into the house on 4258 Hampton Street. This house looked small from the outside, but quite roomy on the inside. The house was very old and worn down. Quiet as a mouse, Sweeney was, and all you could hear was the heartbeat of an evil leprechaun.
On St. Patrick's Day morning, when Tiffany awoke, cobwebs stronger than an ox leave her tied to her bed. A green goop lay smothered in these thin dry walls. For some odd reason, she could remember nothing but a harp being played. The harp had played a depressing tune, which left Tiffany in a downbeat mood. When she saw Sweeney enter her room with a smug expression and a cackle of an old witch, she had seen enough. She tried to scream, but no sound came out. In her eyes you could see that she was terrified. You could see that she hoped that this was all just a bad dream and that she'd wake any second now.
Everything was going as planned for Sweeney. Except he did not see the one flaw in his plans, which will soon be discovered. Sweeney liked, in fact loved it when he knew that his victims were scared of him.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door as if they wanted to break it. Each knock was harder than the last.
"Hello?" ,this mysterious person said. This mystery person was wearing a big long black coat with a matching hat. His collar was up and his dark sunglasses covered his eyes. You could see that when he walked he staggered and limped. Was it a him? Was it even a person?
Finally, Sweeney happily opened the door and said, "What took you so long? I've been waiting. The victim is upstairs." As he said this, he took of his coat, hat, and sunglasses to reveal seven greedy goblin looking leprechauns.
The day had gone on. Amazing for Sweeney and his friends, but terrible for Tiffany. The clock struck twelve noon.
Strangely, Tiffany felt comforted. She felt a warm presence, like someone was guarding her.
At last, a strong and mighty wind came from the front door. The leprechauns looked behind them and saw a magical unicorn stride in with pride. You can tell from the unicorn's horn that he is a male.
He said with a deep, muscular voice, "I am Felixus! I command you to leave and never return!"
The leprechauns ran off with fright, all but one. Sweeney used powerful magic to make the house start to sink. Then Sweeney ran off, thinking that nature would take care of the rest.
Instead, Felixus went upstairs and freed Tiffany with the best of magic. The best of magic he could do, coming from his horn.
All that is remaining of 4258 Hampton Street are grubble and several gold coins.
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The Evil Leprechaun
Short StoryA mysterious thing happened on St. Patrick's Day to Tiffany. Read to find out how the evil leprechaun, a unicorn, and Tiffany are all connected.