Ah, the sweet taste of success! I thought as my teeth sank into my Kit-Kat bar, which was the only piece of candy I managed to keep. Alone in my room, I munched onto the candy and recalled the unexpected events of tonight...
Halloween started like every other year. I told my mom I was headed to Jenny’s house for her Halloween party. In reality, I went trick or treating. This year, my best friend, Jenny, and I agreed to dress up as Twix and Kit-Kat bars. The next few weeks were spent planning out every last detail of our Halloween night. The first houses we would go to were in the neighborhood across from mine; since they provide the best candy, we needed to reach there as soon as possible. Then, we would cross over to Jenny’s neighborhood, hop onto the shopping center, and return to my house. Our plan was foolproof; we would hit 200 houses in 4 hours!
Unfortunately, we discovered that a school bus had broken …show more content…
Only thirty houses remained until I could be home! My legs couldn’t seem to support my weight and I could barely keep my eyes open. I had lost track of how many more houses were left when Jenny rang the next doorbell. “Trick or treat!” we exclaimed at the woman standing in the doorway.
However, she undoubtedly wasn’t happy to see us. At first, I assumed that was because we came so late at night, but then I recognized the business card, for a dentist’s office, in the pocket of her shirt.
“Dressing as candy, collecting candy... how about I take all your candy?” she sneered. With one swift move, I swiped a Kit Kat bar out of my bag, just as she snatched the pillowcase away. She did the same with Jenny’s bag, but she wasn’t fast enough to keep any candy for her own. “What are you still doing here?! Go home!”
I took a step forward. The curved staircase, the potted plants, they all looked too familiar. “But... this is my house,” I explained.
My mom sighed. “I was talking to Jenny. You can go to your
Halloween started like every other year. I told my mom I was headed to Jenny’s house for her Halloween party. In reality, I went trick or treating. This year, my best friend, Jenny, and I agreed to dress up as Twix and Kit-Kat bars. The next few weeks were spent planning out every last detail of our Halloween night. The first houses we would go to were in the neighborhood across from mine; since they provide the best candy, we needed to reach there as soon as possible. Then, we would cross over to Jenny’s neighborhood, hop onto the shopping center, and return to my house. Our plan was foolproof; we would hit 200 houses in 4 hours!
Unfortunately, we discovered that a school bus had broken …show more content…
Only thirty houses remained until I could be home! My legs couldn’t seem to support my weight and I could barely keep my eyes open. I had lost track of how many more houses were left when Jenny rang the next doorbell. “Trick or treat!” we exclaimed at the woman standing in the doorway.
However, she undoubtedly wasn’t happy to see us. At first, I assumed that was because we came so late at night, but then I recognized the business card, for a dentist’s office, in the pocket of her shirt.
“Dressing as candy, collecting candy... how about I take all your candy?” she sneered. With one swift move, I swiped a Kit Kat bar out of my bag, just as she snatched the pillowcase away. She did the same with Jenny’s bag, but she wasn’t fast enough to keep any candy for her own. “What are you still doing here?! Go home!”
I took a step forward. The curved staircase, the potted plants, they all looked too familiar. “But... this is my house,” I explained.
My mom sighed. “I was talking to Jenny. You can go to your