Ice Cream Truck

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
The haunted ice cream truck. It was a cool October evening,
just a few nights before Halloween. The sun was setting
behind the trees, painting the sky orange and purple. Danny
and his two best friends, Emily and Max were riding
their bikes down Maple Street. Race you to the end,

(00:21):
Max shouted, peddling fast, but before they reached the corner,
they all stopped. Do you hear that, Emily asked, her
eyes wide. At first it was quiet, then slowly a
sound drifted through the air. Plinky, plinky, plunk. It was
the tune every kid in town knew by heart, the

(00:44):
ice cream truck song. But that was impossible. The town's
old ice cream truck hadn't run in years. Everyone said
it broke down and was left in the junk yard
at the edge of town. Danny's heart thumped, It can't
be the ice cream truck, can it? The music played again,

(01:06):
faint but real. The sound was coming from the old
park down the road. Let's go, Danny said. The park
was empty, covered in crunchy leaves. The swings creaked gently
in the wind, and there under the big oak tree
stood the ice cream truck. Its white paint was faded,

(01:30):
the pictures of popsicles and Sundays peeling away. A soft
light glowed from inside, and the old song played on
a loop. Emily gulped, this is creepy. Max grinned nervously.
Creepy but cool. Danny took a deep breath. Come on,

(01:50):
let's see what's going on. They walked slowly toward the truck.
The door was half open. Inside they could see dusty
shit shelves, a cracked freezer, and a small counter with
an old bell. Hello, Danny called out. The bell on
the counter rang all by itself, ding. The freezer door

(02:16):
creaked open, Cold mists spilled out, curling across the floor,
and then something floated up. A ghost. It wasn't a
scary ghost. It was a short, round ghost with kind
eyes and a soft smile. He wore a paper ice
cream hat and held an ice cream scoop in his hand.

(02:39):
Welcome kids, the ghost said, cheerfully, would you like a scoop?
The kids froze. Emily squeaked, you're a ghost. The ghost chuckled, Yes,
but not a scary one. I'm mister Frosty, the ice
cream man. I used to give out cones and popsicles

(03:02):
right here in this park every summer. Danny lowered his flashlight.
So what happened, mister Frosty sighed softly. One day my
truck broke down for good. It made me so sad
to stop serving ice cream that I stayed behind just

(03:22):
for one last scoop. The kids looked around the truck
didn't feel scary anymore, it felt magical. Max smiled. Wait,
can ghosts even make ice cream? Mister Frosty winked, only
the best kind. Watch this. He waved his scoop in

(03:44):
the air, and suddenly colorful lights sparkled around the freezer.
Out floated glowing scoops of ice cream, Blueberry Starlight, Minty Moonbeam,
and strawberry Sunset. Emily clapped, they're beautiful. Danny took a
bite of the strawberry one. It was cold, but tasted

(04:06):
like the best ice cream he'd ever had, sweet and creamy,
with a little sparkle. Mister Frosty floated closer, smiling. But
I have one last job before I can rest. My
final scoop was never given away. What do you mean,

(04:29):
asked Danny. The ghost pointed to a single silver cone
sitting on the counter. It shimmered like frost. This scoop
is special. It's meant for the child who shows kindness
even in the face of fear. Emily looked around. You
mean us, Mister Frosty nodded. You came here even though

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you were scared. You didn't run away. That's real bravery.
He handed the silver cone to Danny. It glowed softly
in his hands. Share it, mister Frosty said, because the
best ice cream is shared with friends. The three friends

(05:16):
each took a bite. It tasted like every flavor they
loved mixed into one, chocolate, caramel, vanilla, and even cotton candy.
When they looked up, the truck's lights began to fade,
the music slowed. Goodbye, kids, mister Frosty said, with a smile,

(05:37):
thanks for helping me give away my last scoop, And
then just like that, the ghost in the truck slowly
vanished into the night, leaving behind a few sparkles of
frost in the air. The next day, at school, Danny

(05:58):
couldn't stop thinking about what it happened. Do you think
anyone will believe us, Emily asked. Max laughed, not a chance.
But when they passed the park, that afternoon, they saw
something strange. Right under the big oak tree where the
truck had been stood an ice cream cart, bright shiny

(06:20):
and brand new. On top of it was a sign
that read mister Frosty's ice Cream, One last scoop for everyone.
The freezer was full of cones, and no one knew
where it had come from. The kids smiled at each other.
Danny whispered, maybe mister Frosty's spirit is still spreading sweetness.

(06:45):
They each grabbed a cone and laughed as the familiar
tune began to play once again, Soft, cheerful, and a
little magical the end as always. Visit us at readth
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