Today I would like to speak about some of my past Halloween experiences. I enjoy Halloween as much as the next person. I love candy, so obviously Halloween is somewhat of a hit. I seem to come up with a problem every Halloween. I can never think of something to dress up as. I can't even tell you how many times I have dressed up as Kelly Kapowski from Saved by the Bell just because I have a Saved by the Bell t-shirt. When I was young my parents never let me dress up as anything cute. While my friends were running around trick-or-treating as a princess or something equally as adorable I was ringing door bells dressed up as such horrific creatures as a hunchback or a werewolf. No joke. I remember going to preschool at Bingham High School dressed up as a hunchback. My parents put crazy make-up on me and ratted my hair. They stuffed my back pack with newspaper and put it on my back with one of my Dad's t-shirts over the top. My Dad even insisted that I walk around like a hunchback would, with a limp and kind of dragging an arm.
The worst Halloween costume of my life had to be the Werewolf. The first picture displays this particular costume. As you can see all of my siblings were cute and happy clowns, I was a monster. My parents bought this kit and glued all this fake hair on my face that was guranteed to come off easily and without pain. Unfortunately this hair liked my skin, it didn't want to come off. I remember my Mom trying to rip it off my face. Needless to say a great deal of pain was involved and it took a few days for all of it to come off.
I think that I must be psychologically scared by the costumes of my childhood. It must be why I can never think of a great costume these days. I do have big plans for this year. Stay tuned to see how one of my high school choir outfits will finally become useful.
