Halloween

Growing up in a Christian family, I’ve never celebrated Halloween before. Actually, I don’t even like eating pumpkins! XD

This story, however, takes place well before the cruel and unfaithful God so wantonly destroyed my life with the disabling brain tumour; in fact, we are still Bogans living in Logan! XD

It’s Halloween night, and the doorbell rings. I’m the one to answer it. Opening the door, I’m greeted by a small group of costumed-up kids. “Trick or treat!” they cry enthusiastically in unison, obviously expecting to be rewarded for their effort.

But uh oh, we’re out of lollies in the kitchen pantry. I hang awkwardly on the front door. “Uh, sorry kids, I guess I’ll have to take the trick; I don’t have any lollies at home right now.” I apologise to the youngsters.

Instead of replying, they look wordlessly at one another, then without saying another word, all turn in unison and flee.

“Wait!” I cry to no avail. “I’m sorry!” but they’re gone.

I close our front door and find mother, telling her what just occurred. Then I add, “For next year, please mother, can you stock up on some sweets? Just in case they come back, you know.”

However, somehow, we must have been blacklisted. NEVER AGAIN has ANYONE come trick or treating to our front door! Even when we evolved from being Bogans and moved out to Brisbane, no little kid has ever come knocking on our door come Halloween night asking for treats! Somehow, those poor kids that I unwittingly frightened away must have accessed some national database that notifies kids where not to go trick or treating and thus my house has been banned forever … yup, tonight’s Halloween but sure enough, nobody has come … XD

Next post here … maybe after book club? That happens on the second Thursday of every month and at the end of book club next month, we’re all going someplace for dinner to celebrate Christmas! So, until then~

Cheers,

Em. ^^