Chasing A Leprechaun
by Katie Martin
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The following story, CHASING A LEPRECHAUN, was written by new author, Katie Martin. Katie is eleven years old and an emerging fiction writer. I am happy to have her as my latest guest author. Please welcome her by reading her story and liking it on Facebook.
A few years ago, on the night before St. Patrick's Day, I was all tucked in my warm, blue bed and suddenly, I heard a strange noise coming from my living room. I quietly got out of bed and ran downstairs. I didn't see or hear anything until my bedroom door slammed closed and I heard footsteps coming downstairs. I hid behind my couch and sat on the floor. Then I saw this tiny green, orange-haired thing run out my door.
I quickly wrote a note to my parents telling them that I had gone to find a leprechaun. Then, I went after it. The leprechaun had spotted me. He ran and I ran after him. He ran through people's yards and ran through bushes and finally ran into the woods. I tripped so many times, but it was worth it. I finally caught that tiny little monster.
I went back to my house to show my parents, but when I got inside, just like that, I woke up. It was all a dream! But, was it really all just a dream?
After I woke up, I went downstairs to get a glass of water. The sun was rising. It was St. Patrick's Day and there he was, a tiny, green, orange-haired thing. It was a leprechaun.