You sat on the edge of the motel bed with your feet swinging back and forth, you were still too short for your feet to reach the ground. You had spent the last hour thinking about what your teacher had said earlier in class. “Tomorrow is our class Halloween costume party, so bring your costumes to school and after lunch we’ll all change and walk in the schools parade.”
You didn’t have a costume, you’ve never had a costume. You remember sam had one once, you were only five than so you couldn’t remember how he got it but you remember it looking like a scarecrow. Until this year you’ve never needed one, dad always made you stay in on halloween night so Dean would just buy candy and you and your brothers would eat candy and look out the window and try and figure out which costume was the most popular for that year. But now, you needed one, you couldn’t be the only kid in your class without one, how could you be in the costume parade without having a costume.
You sat there thinking about what you could possibly throw together in one night with the things from the motel room, but you couldn’t think of anything. As you were getting to ready to jump out of bed deciding you just weren't going to go to school tomorrow your dad walked in, and instantly noticed your sad demeanor.
“Hey princess, what’s the matter?” he spoke
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After it was centered he reached into his bag and pulled out a pocket knife and started to cut the bottom so it hung just above your ankles. Once it was the proper length he cut two long slits up the sides for your arms. All that was left was the face, but he knew better than to cut out the eyes and mouth while you were still in it, so he marked the area where your eyes and mouth were with a black pen, pulled you out and made the final touches before sliding it back over your
Halloween was not supposed to be like that, it was supposed to be more like when I was a kid. Houses would be decorated, jack-o-lanterns would be sitting near doors, and
Maria walked up the long cobblestone pathway and began knocking on the door. It suddenly opened and a tall woman answered. The “Trick or Treat,” beamed Maria. “What are you dressed as?”
Her daddy held her shoulders gently and whispered in her ear, “I love you so much princess.” And as her daddy hugged her tight, she wondered why princesses had to live such terrible lives.
From afar, it appears as if he simply cut the canvas down the middle and
“My dad- he’s unconscious, he’s in the backyard! He isn’t responding, the ambulance is on its way. Help us! Please!” I looked in the direction of my house with an anxious expression.
Late autumn has arrived and with it comes the dark magic of Halloween--and, of course, the
When Halloween approaches, I feel the air becoming cooler and the nights becoming longer. Clouds over lap the moon creating an eerie look in the sky. Children grow more and more excited to put on their costumes, and they spend one night out of the whole year going door to door getting free candy. As I have grown up over the years, Halloween is celebrated differently for me. I always notice that even though it is celebrated differetly the people haven’t changed and that’s what makes it memorable.
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I walked in and my stomach made a flip-flop like riding “The Scream” at Six Flags. Everyone was staring at me! With their curios eyes and anxious to know who I was. I froze like ice and felt the heat rise through my face. My parents talked to my teacher, Ms.Piansky. Then my mom whispered “It’s ti...
I started walking over to the boarding section, where I would board the flight. “You be a good boy now for the assistants and the helpers,” my mom said. “Don’t worry,” I said, “I’ll be great!” “Have fun William,” mom said with tears in her eyes, “I love you!” “I love you too mom!”
I woke up in a tiny, unfamiliar bed to the sound of either a gunshot or an engine backfiring. I rolled out of bed onto a cold, artificial feeling floor and squinted as the sun glinted off of the steel bars covering the room’s single window. I put on a fresh set of clothes that someone had hastily folded and dropped on the floor. I took one last look at the window, catching a glimpse of skyscrapers in the distance, and headed out of this new room. Then I stubbed my toe on a stove. The pain immediately cleared the early morning haze in my brain. I definitely wasn't in my own house, I don’t live in a city, have bars over my windows, and my bedroom certainly doesn't open directly into the kitchen.
“That doesn’t matter, what matters is that you’re back, I love you papa!” “I love you too Anastasia.” “Can we go outside Papa?” I asked. “No Anna, remember we're not allowed to leave the house!”
First, we went to Walmart thinking we would just mess around in the toy aisle. To my surprise, we got distracted in all the Halloween stuff. So I started putting on random hats, and I watched people’s reactions. Finally, I had my question! How will people react to me dressing up in Halloween costumes? I had my question, now all I needed was an outfit.
One beautiful day that summer, I was playing outside with my friends when my mom called for me to come home. I did not want to abandon my guard post at the neighbor's tree house so I decided to disregard her order. I figured that my parents would understand my delima and wouldn't mind if I stayed out for another two or three hours. Unfortunately, they had neglected to inform me that my grandparents had driven in from North Carolina, and we were supposed to go out for a nice dinner. When I finally returned, my father was furious. I had kept them from going to dinner, and he was simply not happy with me. "Go up to your room and don't even think about coming downstairs until I talk to you."