Trick or treatI have a story to tell you, this won’t take but a few. Give this tragic tale a read, and take this secret with you.
Halloween is the time of year, where ghost come out to play. Where darkness rise and daylight hides, and evil gets its way. There’s witches, wolves and vampires, monsters and other creepies. No lions, tigers and bears tonight, I tell you Dorthy had it easy.
I never pounded the pavement for candy, I always worked the door. But I was promised the experience of Halloween, like I’d never seen before.
I got my costume and grabbed my bag, but then my Dad got really busy. He said “show me you’re a big boy”. He said “go on without me”.
I guess I wasn’t a big boy, cause I never made it home that night. I remember being chased by pumpkins and pirates, the last thing I saw were headlights.
But now I never seem to sleep, I’m just always floating around. Halloween is a special night, because I can finally touch the ground. A Halloween bag is stuck to my hand, as I aimlessly wander the streets. No one pays attention to me, as I watch them go Trick or Treat.
I don’t get chased anymore, kids actually run from me. One kid cried to his Mom and Dad, and told them my costume was scary. Why did this happen to me, my experience didn’t go right. I was supposed to be buried in candy, but now I despise this night.
I have no memory of past events, it seems they don’t exist. For some odd reason I’m drawn to a house, I just can’t seem to resist.
I take a seat on the porch, as I watch the kids run by. Some man opens the door with a bowl of candy…….Do I even know this guy?