Halloween night. The most exciting night of the year. A night full of fun, a night full of laughter. A night full of trick-or-treating!! It was truly supposed to be an awesome night. But looks like fate had other plans for me.My friends and I were supposed to set out on our candy-collecting ordeal at 5:30 in the evening. But at 5:15, I received a call from my friend saying they all wouldn't be able to make it. I was just like, "Whaaaaaaatttt?!" Like, seriously. You can't just cancel out on a plan like this just 15 minutes before it would all begin!!
So yea, I was ditched by my friends on my first ever Halloween night. I sat and cried for a good deal of half an hour. I cried so badly that my tears actually complemented my costume! My tears pulled my eyeliner all down my face, and honestly, it did make my face suit my costume- I was dressed as Annabelle, by the way. And if you're thinking what I'm thinking, Annabelle cried blood. Okay, okay, I looked like the Annabelle who cried, umm, eyeliner. Better? I guess so.
So coming back to what actually happened. I figured it was 5:50. 20 minutes past the time I was supposed to set out trick-or-treating. I fixed my costume, smirked at my face, picked my basket and set out into my nighbourhood. I must admit, I looked rather scary; my dog was frightened by my look too :O
So I set out, the only kid trick-or-treating alone, and I must've walked a good deal of 5 minutes when BAM!! The current goes out. I sighed to myself. First my friends, and now the electricity. Looks like my first Halloween wasn't even supposed to go on well.
I start walking, stretching my hands to detect any obstacles before they could strike me. One step, two steps. I kept walking. And suddenly. I see something. Two specks of golden-yellow amidst all black. And they staring at me from my sides. They were diagonally to my sides, perhaps. They always say that Bad Luck Comes In Threes. Could this be it? Could this be an experience that would change my opinions on superstitions for life?? I so hoped it wasn't!!
I kept looking at those two 'eyes'. I knew monsters didn't exist, but what if they did? Could these be two evil Mike Wazowskis? I wanted to run, but my legs didn't let me. I was sweating on a freezing cold night. Then, the rustling of leaves- both in front of me, and behind me. The two specks in front of me were coming closer. At a very fast pace. I was so going to die!!!
Adrenaline. Way too much adrenaline. I ran backwards, at a pace that could win me a gold in my school running race, when normally I wouldn't even manage to come in the top 5. I thought I'd escape the first two yellows and outrun the remaining two. But no! Something stopped me in my tracks.
Voices. I'm pretty sure I heard voices. I could bet the only cent I had at that time that I heard voices. Familiar ones.
Slowly, but swiftly, I could make out two figures in front of me. Turning back, I could make out two more behind me. I squeezed my eyes. They were my friends. (Lame, I know.) Those jerks wanted to prank me on Halloween. They wanted me to stay back at home and come scare me while I sat crying in my room because those fools ditched me. But on finding that I had left without them, they chose to scare me this way. Rubbish!!!My first Halloween didn't turn out the way I wanted it to, but I guess what happened was good enough.
