The Night Before Halloween
In recent folklore history, the night before halloween had been dubbed Devils Night. A night where most kids decide to run rampant through streets of major cities and destroy whatever they can get their hands on. Other than night, the night before Halloween holds absolutely no meaning.
My brother and I were awaiting the arrival of our pizza, watching The Matrix in the mean time. Then the door bell ran and I heard some voices say something. I got up and opened the door. Standing before me was, the best of my knowledge to describe, was a Micro-Dracula and a Prostitute. "Yes?" I ask.
"Trick or Treat." they tell me in unison.
I stare at them in confusion. "It's not Halloween." I point out.
"Not for us, we have school." Micro-Vlad tells me.
It takes me a few seconds to comprehend what they are telling me. They just DECIDED to trick or treat on the day before halloween cause of school??? I tell them to wait and close the door in their faces. I walk back to my coffee table and open the candy dish in the middle. A candy dish, that I dip into maybe once a month. "What's going on?" asked John.
"Trick or Treaters." I tell him.
"It's not halloween yet." John points out.
"Yes, John, I told them that." I tell him, as a grab a small handfull of lollipops, bubblegum, and Now or Laters.
I walk back to the door and opened it up. The Prostitute and Micro-Dracula are still there. I give them the candy, and they say Thank You then leave. I walk back to join my brother on the couch. Like me, he's left a little perplexed from just happened. "Who the hell do these kids think they are?" John says, "They can't turn back time! They can't trick or treat on the night before Halloween."
"I hear ya." I say queitly.
"By the way, how old was that candy?" John asks me.
"Oh . .uh . .it was given to me by Sandi. On my last birthday back in August."
"Serves them right, "John laughs.
My brother and I were awaiting the arrival of our pizza, watching The Matrix in the mean time. Then the door bell ran and I heard some voices say something. I got up and opened the door. Standing before me was, the best of my knowledge to describe, was a Micro-Dracula and a Prostitute. "Yes?" I ask.
"Trick or Treat." they tell me in unison.
I stare at them in confusion. "It's not Halloween." I point out.
"Not for us, we have school." Micro-Vlad tells me.
It takes me a few seconds to comprehend what they are telling me. They just DECIDED to trick or treat on the day before halloween cause of school??? I tell them to wait and close the door in their faces. I walk back to my coffee table and open the candy dish in the middle. A candy dish, that I dip into maybe once a month. "What's going on?" asked John.
"Trick or Treaters." I tell him.
"It's not halloween yet." John points out.
"Yes, John, I told them that." I tell him, as a grab a small handfull of lollipops, bubblegum, and Now or Laters.
I walk back to the door and opened it up. The Prostitute and Micro-Dracula are still there. I give them the candy, and they say Thank You then leave. I walk back to join my brother on the couch. Like me, he's left a little perplexed from just happened. "Who the hell do these kids think they are?" John says, "They can't turn back time! They can't trick or treat on the night before Halloween."
"I hear ya." I say queitly.
"By the way, how old was that candy?" John asks me.
"Oh . .uh . .it was given to me by Sandi. On my last birthday back in August."
"Serves them right, "John laughs.
posted by Jason at 5:04 AM
1 Comments:
actually, here in my home town, trick or treating was on the night before halloween, cuz halloween was sunday, and the churches around here got mad cuz "it's a religious holiday and halloween is devil worshipping"
food for thought.
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