Thursday, November 5, 2009

Halloween story




Halloween is a holiday that at my house is not our favorite, but we try to make the best of it. I am not a huge a fan of Halloween one, because its always cold, two, it sometimes falls on week day and we have school the next day so you can only stay out until like10:00, and three, me and strobe lights don’t mix well together.


Once when I was 8years old I went trick or treating with my sister and brother and parents, like it always used to be, and everything was going fine. So, I went up to a house, like I had done with the houses before that one, and once I was almost up there, I saw a flickering light. It was the first time I had ever seen a strobe light, so I was pretty amazed with it. Imagine this, there is a little girl dressed like Dorothy from the wizard of oz standing on your front lawn staring at your strobe light like it’s the ultimate Barbie dream house complete with all the dolls and an array of furniture and cars. This is what it probably looked like to everyone who saw me, including the owners of the house. After a few seconds, I came out of my daze and back to reality. The current reality that I was walking up to a house, saying trick or treat, getting candy, and running back to my mom to do it again. As I started to get distracted be the flashing light, I started to feel dizzy and tripped over my foot and landed face first in the grass. That was the first time I realized that me and strobe lights don’t go together very well. So I looked away from the light and continued on. I reached the door and just as I was about to walk away, someone jumped out of the bush wearing a scream mask. I screamed and was still with fright for a second. Then I started to run, but I was still blinded by the strobe light, so on my run back, I tripped off the porch into the bushes and landed on the guy who had scared me. I was once again very scared, so I got up and ran to my mom, who hadn’t seen any of it. She was too busy watching my sister go up to the house next door.



Since then I have never been friendly with strobe lights. Every time there is a strobe light on, something painful is bound to happen to me.

3 comments:

  1. I like you you described the strobe light with a good metaphor. Good job!

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  2. I love the way you compared the strobe light to a Barbie Dreamhouse! It's great!

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  3. Wow the way you wrote the story was very good and I could picture the whole thing in my head and its a nice Halloween story. By the way loved the picture it fits in a funny Halloween theme than scary like everybody's else.

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