Personal Narrative: Halloween: A Story Of Halloween

~*~

October 31, 2016/ Friday/Los Angeles, California

Halloween never was my favorite holiday. When I was little, my dad was the main one who threw up decorations and forced the rest of the family to get into the Halloween spirit. However, my lack of costume proved to my father it wasn't my forte.

Being in my mid-twenties gave me freedom to experiment with costumes; ditch the pigtails, innocent rags, and exchange it for a costume speaking to my age rank. Office parties weren't the perfect time to show off those costumes, but the after parties that occurred the same night without work the next morning proved to be the perfect time.

I took inspiration from Black Widow this year and tossed thumbs up to the

Everything he did was sexy.

"Why are you so mean to me, then?"

"I never said I was attracted to you."

"Ah, you're killin' me here," Antonio said and grabbed his heart.

I giggled at his silly antics and slipped my weapon back into the holster on my leg.

"You need me to flatter you? Fine. You're cute."

"Thank you. Now would you dance with me—"

"You know, I noticed that I'm always the one giving out compliments. You never compliment me," I said and backtracked when I listened to my words. I sounded like a desperate girlfriend.

"I mean uh—" He stopped me with a hand.

"The last time I complimented you it ended with you giving a speech about you owning the company."

"That's because you were questioning my authority," I said.

"And I apologized."

"Why do you like to argue with me?" I got tired of the back and forth after a while. At first, it was cute but now I felt annoyed.

"I don't!" Antonio laughed. "I want to dance," He said and grabbed my