Halloween Informative Speech

Narrative Essay: Halloween; A time for building memories.

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.

My parents traveled for a living, and even though they were gone a lot I still remember them being home ever holiday. We carved pumpkins, decorated, and dressed up each year. I remember running

through the neighborhood gathering as much candy as I could within the small amount of time that I had. My parents were always trailing right behind me. Not just my parents were involved though.
When I was younger I remember all the cousins on my dad’s side of the family would meet at my house, and we would make our rounds from door to door collecting as much candy as possible.

When we were practically dragging our bags on the ground we would head home and see who got the most candy. My favorite was Reese’s cup. I would go by snagging all of them from my cousin’s bags when they weren’t looking. As they got older we stopped trick or treating.

When those cousins were done trick or treating my cousins on my mom’s side were old enough. I decided to go with them and show them how to get the most candy possible! We would all meet at my grandparent’s house and go from there as my grandma passed out candy. We too would come back and see how much candy we collected, and talk about how excited we were for the following year. We would predict what we will dress up as. Once trick or treating was out of the question and we all grew up we changed our plans.

One year my family and I decided to go to the Niles Haunted House. This is one of the most well-known haunted houses in the southwest Michigan area. We would go through these scary buildings and the inside was pitch black. You couldn’t even see what was right in front of you. One of the memories from there was a little girl with a baby doll. The girl would not talk. She would stand next to you and follow you from a distance. It was so scary, but a fun

experience.
When we didn’t go to the haunted house we always still had plans to attend. I remember going to a friend’s house. They always had frightening decorations. They had a graveyard that looked ever so real. The flashing lights would make the objects look like they were dancing around us. The fog machine made everything look so real as if it was a foggy night in a real graveyard. When the tractor would come around we would all go running to join the hay ride. He would pull us across the street to the scary dark woods. We all sat close to each other as petrifying objects would grab at us, and we even saw a man being chased by someone with a chain saw. It was such a life like experience that some people were truly scared. Not until I went home did my night take a turn for the worse.
My dad ended up dropping me off at home and went back to his friend’s house. I was home alone just sitting on the computer when I heard a noise at the door. It was pitch dark outside and no sign of anyone I knew that was standing outside the door. I grabbed a phone and went into my room and frantically called my parents, no answer. I sat a little while longer to hear footsteps stomping from what I thought was through the house. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest like a drummer beating on a drum. All of a sudden my eyes widened and I felt myself grow small as I sat in the corner of my room. A large dark image passed along my window and I could hear the leaves rustling along the side of my house. That’s the moment when my heart stopped.
All of a sudden the screen in my window fell out and I see an image trying to crawl through. I rushed out of my room and grabbed a knife. I screamed “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” My mind was racing fast, and all I could think of was running somewhere outside. Let’s not forget my house was in the middle of the woods with very little traffic traveling upon the road. I dropped the knife and ran toward the door on the side of my house. Once I hit that door I ran right into an object larger than myself. I look up to see a man laughing. I then notice that it was my dad and his friend. They came back to scare me, and indeed they did. My dad is always known as the joker of the family. So this event did not surprise me even though I was quite shocked when the event was going on. Once I found out it was him I had a great big feeling of relief.
Halloween is not even a legal holiday. We do not get a day off of work or school, and yet we still celebrate it enough for it to be the 2nd most spent holiday in the U.S. My Halloween always has a different event occurring each year than the previous year. Even when it is scaring people. My past consisted of us dressing up and searching for the most candy, and now we just enjoy each other’s company. No matter how we spend our Halloween as long as we are together we are happy.