We decked our entire house out on Halloween from the stuffed Jason (with the original mask that was stolen and my very grown brother is still furious about) to lights and cobwebs. Almost every year through elementary school, my mother and I would drag some relatives along to a haunted house. I'm one of those people who laughs through horror movies and isn't phased by much, but there are two particular horror figures that I just don't mess with. As in, I'm scared of these two jokers in real life. (And no, I'm not going to tell you. I get into way too many political debates on Twitter to just allow trolls to troll me.)
But just for the helluvit, I will post a few of my favorite Halloween memory photos.
However, that didn't stop me from dancing at Halloween parties with my brother (whose birthday is the same week) a couple of weeks before I turned 31.