| It's Halloween, again!!! |
| Ode to Halloween |
| Ah, Halloween, what a great time of year. I'm being sarcastic, it fills me with fear. Not because of the dark, or the ghosts or the ghouls, Or even the college kids acting like fools. The fear comes from somewhere deep down inside. The thing I fear most that makes me want to hide. The thing that I'm scared of is something some would call "funny". It's the fear of costume shopping; the fear of parting with money. The forty dollar deluxe Red Ranger suit for my son. FORTY DOLLARS for ONE NIGHT of greedy begging disguised as fun. But, you know what? I have vowed for this year To just give up and give in to my fear. To shake off the shackles of commercialism and tradition, and not subject my son to this night of perdition. Call me a bad mom, you're probably right. I'm still staying home to watch scary movies all night. I'll turn off the lights and let the dogs roam the yard. Keeping young fiends away shouldn't be hard. If they happen to make it to my door and they knock., I will go to the door, which I will then unlock. I'll just be obliged to lecture them well. To discuss all the reasons they're going to hell. "Little boy, this is Satan's night, don't you know? The devil will get you, and then you will go Down a long descent to the hot fires of hell. Heed my words, little boy, please listen well. Run home just as fast as you possibly can. Watch out for the evil all around, little man. It'll be okay if you scurry home now. Dry your tears little boy, and make a solemn vow. To not be the very bad boy you have been. To not embrace this life full of sin. Wait a minute! Little boy! Don't get under my van. What are you doing? Get out! Get out, little man! You're his mother! Get him out! Get him out now! Well, just grab his little leg. Here--I'll show you how. Come here little brat, or I'll get you good. Better yet, I'll leave you for the monster under my hood. Yes, I said "monster" so now what, little boy? Just stay there and wait. Become a monster toy. Hey, whatever, my friend! Call the police if you want. If you do, when I die, it'll be you I will haunt. Get off my land, you heathenous curs. I have no time for devil worshippers. Bye, bye, little boy, see ya next year! Remember, beware of the devil, he's near. Ah, now that that's over, and I've done my good deed, I think I'll sit down with my smut book and read. |
| Disclaimer: Honestly, folks. I've already gotten Nick's costume, and yes, we'll be Trick-or-Treating. |
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| I don't know if this picture is genuine or not. I'm thinking, not. However, if you happen to stumble across it on a night you're alone and there's a thunderstorm raging and you've been watching Tuesday Declassified on Sci-Fi for two hours and it was about ghosts and you have all the lights off but the TV and computer and you're scared of the dark...well, you get the idea! |
| For those of you who don't know me well, I'll let you in on a little secret. I am scared of many things, and I have a love/hate relationship with fear. I love to scare myself silly looking at creepy stuff on the internet, watching Tuesday Declassified on Sci-Fi, or watching scary movies late on a rainy night. I also hate when I have to go to bed and it's quiet and dark, and I hear funny noises. Halloween can be a trying time for me, but I try to just have fun and enjoy the many heartstopping moments that come along (whilst trying to prevent those nagging panic attacks). That being said, here are some of the things that frighten me. I seem to have penchant for being afraid of stupid things. I remember when I was about 13, I read Night Shift by Stephen King. Ever since I read the short story about the Boogeyman, I haven't been able to sleep with my closet door open. Ever since watching It, I sometimes have trouble sitting on the toilet late at night. Will the clown get me? Probably not, but then again... I'm also terrified of the dark. Yes, that's right. Make fun of me if you will. I have no problem admitting it. I'm especially afraid of being in the dark in open spaces. Trick-or treating is okay until we get to a few houses in a row that aren't decorated or lit up at all. And you can forget the hike through the woods at the Junior Museum. It's a not-so-well-known fact that I'm also scared of ghosts. I'm what you would call a wannabe skeptic. However, my mind tends to play tricks on me and I can't explain EVERYTHING away. Another thing that I'm so ashamed to admit to--a fear of zombies. Yes, zombies. It's very, very, very stupid, I know. I think it stems from my father making me watch Night of the Living Dead when I was little. It really freaked me out. I promise, I am coming to a conclusion here. Here it is: As if I don't have enough to be scared of, I recently came across a message board on the Sci-Fi Channel website. These people were talking about...Shadow Creatures. So, me, being me, I did the ever reliable Google search for shadow creatures. It didn't turn up much more than I had already seen, so I did a search for shadow people. I came across an About.com article with links to stories. True or not (I'm thinking Not), they're entertaining and give us yet something else to think about besides the ever-present possibility of being abducted by aliens. (Actually, that is not one of my fears). Have fun and enjoy! |
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