The Midnight Zebra

One uponce a time there was a baby zebra that was born with no stripes.
He wanted stripes like all of the other zebras. He searched everywhere
looking for just one stripe. He looked on his belly, but there where no
stripes. He looked on his legs, still no stripes. He looked at his tail, it
was as black as the rest of him. All of the zebras told him that he was
just a horse. He knew that he was a zebra. He just wanted to look like one
too.

Then when it was really dark one night he woke up. It was midnight and
the moon was full. He didn't know why he woke up but he was sure glad that
he had. He had stripes. He couldn't believe his eyes. When he looked down
at his hair. it was striped just like all of the other zebras. The white
stripes were actually glowing under the light of the moon. He ran and woke
up all of the other zebras to show them his stripes. He was excited that he
now had his stripes. He went back to sleep a very happy zebra.

The next morning when he woke up his stripes were all gone. He was a
black zebra with no stripes again. He didn't understand how he had stripes
last night and not today. He went and asked the other zebras and they
remembered seeing his stripes last night. He started thinking that it might
have something to do with the moon. So that night he stayed up until it was
very late. When the moon started shining so did his stripes. His stripes
could only be seen under the light of the moon. He was a special kind of
zebra. He was a midnight zebra. None of the other zebras ever called him a
horse ever again.

Told on Nov. 20, 2010