Day ten - Childhood Memory
In the spirit of Halloween, I figured I’d write a childhood memory story about a specific year I can remember having fun on Halloween. But you know what? I won’t. And the simple reason is…because I don’t have one.
It’s no secret. I dislike Halloween. Always thought it was a stupid holiday. I wasn’t allowed to eat the candy, and more times than not, my stepdad would eat the best stuff, so it seemed dumb to collect it.