Most memorable Halloween
My family and I lived in one of the biggest houses in the nicest neighborhood in Tracy, Calif. in 2010.
Our all white, 2-story house was symmetrical from the outside and had two large coat closets behind the rusty, chocolate wooden front door.
My 9-year-old self managed to convince my parents to take advantage of this opportunity and make our first floor our very own haunted house for Halloween.
We filled up a mechanical, zombie-hand bowl with only the best candy and placed it in the hallway about 5 feet from the front door.
Then, we made a trail of more candy leading to the living room where our electronic piano played creepy accordion music.
After we turned off all the lights, except for the welcoming orange-lit pumpkins in the front of our house, we got into out positions.
I was a zombie bride with fake blood on my face, thick black eyeliner, and a long white dress.
I stood quietly in the coat closet near the door, waiting for my first unsuspecting victim.
A group of kids were attracted to our decorations and intrigued by our open front door and delicious candy in the hallway.
When one of them walked inside the house and was just about to grab a piece of candy, I let out the most horrendous scream from the closet as the accordion music played in the background.
The kid screamed hilariously and ran away.
Our house became more and more popular as the night grew.
Some kids were able to pass my screams and follow the candy trail into the hallway where my brother was dressed up as a mummy who stared deeply in the eyes of the trick-or-treaters.
Though my dad helped scare the kids too by pretending to chase them, he gave them all candy in the end.
Opening my house for Halloween in 2010 was my most memorable Halloween experience because it was the only time I worked with my family on a project I enjoyed.
Our all white, 2-story house was symmetrical from the outside and had two large coat closets behind the rusty, chocolate wooden front door.
My 9-year-old self managed to convince my parents to take advantage of this opportunity and make our first floor our very own haunted house for Halloween.
We filled up a mechanical, zombie-hand bowl with only the best candy and placed it in the hallway about 5 feet from the front door.
Then, we made a trail of more candy leading to the living room where our electronic piano played creepy accordion music.
After we turned off all the lights, except for the welcoming orange-lit pumpkins in the front of our house, we got into out positions.
I was a zombie bride with fake blood on my face, thick black eyeliner, and a long white dress.
I stood quietly in the coat closet near the door, waiting for my first unsuspecting victim.
A group of kids were attracted to our decorations and intrigued by our open front door and delicious candy in the hallway.
When one of them walked inside the house and was just about to grab a piece of candy, I let out the most horrendous scream from the closet as the accordion music played in the background.
The kid screamed hilariously and ran away.
Our house became more and more popular as the night grew.
Some kids were able to pass my screams and follow the candy trail into the hallway where my brother was dressed up as a mummy who stared deeply in the eyes of the trick-or-treaters.
Though my dad helped scare the kids too by pretending to chase them, he gave them all candy in the end.
Opening my house for Halloween in 2010 was my most memorable Halloween experience because it was the only time I worked with my family on a project I enjoyed.
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