A HALLOWEEN STORY

A story from my childhood: When I was 6 or 7 and living in the Phillipines, we occasionally went to Bagiuo to spend vacations or holidays in the mountains at the Mobil Oil house that executives and their families could use. It had room for 2 families to stay at the same time. We were up there for Halloween with another family, and we had a Halloween party for which my Mom handmade both my & my sister's(the evil one) costumes. My outfit was a gorgeous clown outfit with the polka dots and all. Well, we were outside fiddling around and all of a sudden a ghost jumped out at me and off I went. Came around the side of the house and slipped in the mud, ruining my outfit!! Boy, was my Dad (the ghost) in trouble with my Mom for that one!!