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Halloween

When I was little, my favorite holiday was Halloween. We used to have so much fun! We rarely bought costumes, we would just make them instead. Remember, my family was not the richest in the world. So, usually the weekend before Halloween, my cousins and I would descend on my aunt's house and come up with our costumes for the year. She lived in the projects so everyone had made-up costumes. Good times, indeed!

One year, we dressed our "uncle" (translation: my aunt's boyfriend) up as a woman, complete with boobs. It was a hot mess! But, he was always a good sport with us and would go along even if he looked crazy. I supplied most of the pieces of our costumes from my dance recital attire. Or, we would use old clothes or whatever.

Anyway, the people in the hood would always give the best candy. There would usually be a couple of parties that we would crash and it was the one day we could eat as much candy as we wanted.

Now, we don't celebrate Halloween and sometimes I get a little nostalgic. I know it's a fun time my kids won't experience. Coincidentally, my family in Pensacola doesn't celebrate it any more either. I enjoy looking out at the little trick or treaters in the neighborhood to see what they're wearing. I sometimes imagine how I would dress my kids and how cute they would look. But, I guess it's not that serious and my kids are scared of Halloween anyway. I made a mistake and took them in Party City where they saw the life sized monsters and it did not end well.

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