This year, Halloween is very different for me. Usually on this spooky holiday, I am surrounded by loved ones. We typically decorate cookies and gather around to watch horror movies. My favorite part is taking my younger brothers (4 & 7) Trick or Treating, all dressed in our costumes. Unfortunately this year, my family is spread apart. My older brother is 45 minutes away from my younger brothers and I am 2 hours and 52 minutes away from all of them. Instead of being upset about the distance, I’d rather reminisce on the times we were together for this holiday.
When I was younger, I remember always wanting to match my older brother. Whether it was in first grade with the neon Nike shoes or our Halloween costumes, I always wanted to be like him. I eventually grew out of that because now I’m his biggest hater, yet his biggest supporter. We would have our costumes correlate so they weren’t exactly alike. One year we were both vampires, but we used different makeup and cloaks so we weren’t identical. Another year, we were Woody and Jessie from Toy Story. I remember wanting to be Woody, but that did not work in my favor. In the picture, I look a tad demonic. I was young and I had just thrown my purple glow stick, so cut young me some slack. I’ve noticed that matching is a common aspect among siblings who are close in age just by watching my younger brothers grow up. They do it as well when it comes to clothes and costumes.

During Halloween time, we would bake cookies and decorate them. My mom had a collection of cookie cutters for all holidays. She also had a recipe for edible paint that we would use to color and decorate the cookies. I remember vividly one year watching Spookley the Square Pumpkin/other seasonal children’s movies and decorating these cookies.
We had one neighborhood we would go to for Trick or Treating. It was very big and gave out tons of candy. The walking always wore me out by the end of the night but I always had fun with it. I remember getting scared by the inanimate decorations outside of people’s homes. A couple of years back, I got scared half to death by a man simply sitting in his chair handing out candy. I refused to walk up to him like a toddler (in my defense, he had terrifying makeup on that made him look like he was straight out of a horror film). Although I was 13, it was still embarrassingly frightening.
I love Halloween (spooky season) and cannot wait for October 31st. This was a new type of blogging style, getting more personal. I enjoyed it a lot more than the other kinds that I have been doing, so expect a lot more 🙂