It was the best night ever. For somebody who didn't have a real, scary costume, I pulled it off well. My plan to dominate over the little, energetic imps...and to beat them to the candy was a success.
My family, their friends, and I strolled to Denise's house Halloween afternoon. We chatted and ate until it was time for the big kids to go out and trick-or-treat. I raced with Denise's sister Danielle to our friend's house to pick up Kat and Bianca. After rounding up the rest of the gang, we marched towards the Wicklund village. We got sidetracked though, for the eerie glow of blue, green lighted porches attracted us like flies. We would doorbell and screech "trick or treat!" and scamper away with a quick "thank you" after the adult dropped candy in our bags. However, Denise stayed behind to wait for her other friends and wanted us to wait for her at the Wicklund school, so we stayed when we got there. The kids were getting antsy in our pack so I let them grab more candy while some of us stayed. I started to become impatient and herded what was left of us towards the newest meetup destination that was arranged after Denise called to say she was lost. Needless to say, I was flabbergasted from the thought of being lost in your own neighborhood but I didn't let that ruin my night. After we met up, Kat, Danielle, Bianca, and I rushed towards the houses to get the last bit of candy from the remaining houses. Our laughter echoed down the empty streets. I had a blast skipping down the streets with my friends and having our bags to be filled. We took a pitstop back over at Bianca's house. We were welcomed by the loud atmosphere from her family and warm food. I began to scarf down my foood while the others relax. We said our goodbyes and Danielle and I began our cold journey back to her place to join the other kids.
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