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Halloween Memories
I was dressed as a witch for Halloween that year long ago, And with my friends we were going from house to house; At that time kids could still do that without fear, Our street was perfect for Halloween trick or treating fun. It was a hill with many cozy old homes some heritage, They all had big covered porches and glowing windows; And all were nestled behind great ancient trees, It was a memory I cherish, one of innocence and sweet joy. Sometimes, I was a princess, or a ghost, or a pirate, And other times it was hard to tell exactly what I was; The leaves crunched under our feet; the air crisp, Mother told us, "only go to houses that have Jack-O-Lanterns." "TRICK OR TREAT!" We would yell when the door opened, But if the person said, "TRICK!" We would be so confused; When my bag got real heavy, I took my loot home, And had a costume adjustment or even maybe a change. At the top of the hill was an old house; a haunted house, It was dark and rundown and had a nasty black cat hissing; A real witch lived there; she ate little kids I was told, Mother said, "don't be mean, she is just a lonely, old lady." I would like to tell you about the old lady who lived there, But that is a whole different story, maybe another time; After the trick or treating, we examined all our treasures, Our loot consisted of candy and chips, apples and other stuff. I gave mother the apples, she seemed to like them a lot, My baby brother tried to eat all my candy but I hid them; Mother said, "don't eat it all at once!" (mother that is silly) The next day, "oh mommy, my tummy hurts so bad, bad!" ___________________________ October 6, 2015 Poetry/Narrative/Halloween Memories Copyright Protected, ID 15-714-933-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Happy Halloween, sponsor, Kelly Deschler First Place
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