I don’t like to be scared.
I never have. I have vivid memories of older cousins creating haunted houses in the basement before Thanksgiving dinner (what’s up with that? couldn’t let go of Halloween?) and participating in hay rides with ghost stories and watching scary movies… none of them enjoyable to me. I would participate (because I’m social that way) but it was never anything I looked forward to or enjoyed. I remember going through the Haunted House at the MN State Fair one year and being rooted to one spot, refusing to move, as arms were reaching out to grab me. How terrifying.
I’m so rational and grown up now (ha!) that I don’t have as many fears as I did when I was younger and irrational thinking could get the best of me. But I still won’t enjoy scary movies or attending scary or risky events.
Halloween is coming up now, so talk about costumes and events is at the forefront. I’m also not a big costume person, preferring to wear my own clothes and be comfortable rather than pretending to be someone else, so I haven’t dressed up dressed up for Halloween in a long time. Last year I went as Facebook and simply carried around some tagboard with a hole cut into it for my profile picture. It was fun to have people write on my wall all through the night.
Other years I put on black clothes and cat ears and call it good. Probably the last “costume” I wore was an old bridesmaid dress with a crown and sash proclaiming “Queen of Everything.”
This year I have choir on Halloween night, so I won’t even be home to dish out the goodies. Who knows what the weekend will bring, but what I know for sure is that I will not be wearing a costume and walking through spooky forests looking for a fright!
Off to read…
Walkie Talkie Book Club 