I have two younger brothers and, when we were kids, they loved scaring me out of my wits on Halloween...and every other day. Of course, I was a girly-girl and a chicken, so it didn't take much. They convinced me that monsters lived in the crawlspace (which is why I dragged my parents' case of 78 records over the door hatch in the closet each night before climbing into bed) and that if I allowed my arms and legs to dangle over the bed at night, snakes and other creatures would nibble on them as I slept. Living with those two, every day was Halloween.
Candy is the only good thing about Halloween. Good, mind you, not great. Although I'm not fond of milk and white chocolate, I adore dark chocolate. Especially with almonds, walnuts, or pecans. Licorice is pretty good and so are gum drops. Unfortunately, I seldom found either being passed out as Halloween treats. Dressing up was okay--when my mother allowed me to be a princess. Which she seldom did. Sigh.
Okay, enough whining. Here's my list--the five things I hate about Halloween:
- Being outside in the dark
- Being scared
- Remembering being outside in the dark and scared out of my wits by all the screaming monsters in costumes.
(Photo by Luigi Diamonte)