Halloween

From the first year I was in my neighborhood, me and my neighbors had a yearly tradition on halloween. Most people would dress up and go getting candy, dressed up in scary attire to see who can get the biggest handful of candy from the person who was giving it away. We were different. Every year, one of us would try to scare the people that came to the door. We came up with many creative ways to do it. My favorite one was the fake scarecrow. One of us would put on a hoodie and jeans. We'd basically try to cover all parts of our bodies that could be shown. Then we'd stuff straw into the pants legs and hoodie arms, and into the hood of the hoodie so our faces couldn't be seen. We'd lay there next to the door completely still, until someone came by. We would then jump at them, sometimes silent, and sometimes with a loud banshee yell for the added effect. You would be surprised at the number of people we scared. We even scared the people that were leading the children from house to house. This may not sound creative, but for a group of ten year olds this was one of the most creative things we'd thought of in our entire life.