The Ebony Quill

Thoughts, reflections, and whimsies as I experience life

For the Love of Halloween

Ah, autumn.  Leaves in hues of red, orange, yellow, and brown crinkle under my feet, acorns crunch as my bicycle tires roll over them, the sweet smell of intermittent rain fills my nose.  Slightly reminiscent of “To Autumn” by John Keats?  Yes, autumn, “thou hast thy music too!”

My birthday month (November, arguably the best month of the year) approaches, and with it a deluge of fantasy and adventure movies (but no more Harry Potter–*wipes tear*).  Nineteen isn’t the most exciting age, not only because it’s one step closer to twenty–which is frightening–but because it’s just a strange number, like fourteen.  I didn’t like turning fourteen.

And Halloween is this coming Wednesday (which, I believe it kind of pathetic; Halloween should always be on a weekend.  How many parents are going to let their kids wander around dark streets on a weekday?)  I remember trick-or-treating with my brother as a kid.  I usually dressed up as a witch or a princess, and, later, as a ghoul/dementor/creepy person in a long cloak with a hood and the weird, feigned raspy voice.  Hey, it was fun.  My brother also opted for the scary costumes, and thus we frequently had to remove our masks to assure younger kids that we were really human (or were we?).

I miss those days.  I could feel the excitement and joy in the air.  I loved decorating the house in the days leading up to Halloween.  I loved scaring the throngs of kids that came to our driveway by using our candy bowl with a motion-sensor hand that clamped down on whoever reached inside.  I loved eating hot pizza outside in the chilly air.

Now that I’m in college, I remember those days with a deep sense of nostalgia.  My brother’s “too old” to trick-or-treat now, and I’m not even going to be home for Halloween.  So if you have a younger sibling or if you’re a parent, cherish these days with that child and make it as special as you can.  Believe me, they’ll remember.

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