Since we've gotten a break from trick-or-treaters (yes I'm staying home who do you take me for), I decided to finally address Halloween! I have some funny stories and things from school that you probably had to be there for but I'm making this a "special" anyway.

Because I didn't really want people to know the full scale of my weirdness, I wore a simple cat costume for school. In my classes, here are some funny costumes:

-one of those inflatable unicorns where the person's legs are the hind legs, the front legs stick out and the "person's legs" are also inflatable
-four(+?) people dressed up as my history teacher, complete with a giant fake beard each
-my math teacher was Joyce from Stranger Things (no I haven't seen it nor do I plan to as of right now I just appreciate it okay bye) and also the sophomore who sits next to me in math was Eleven so that's fun
-a bunch of grapes in the form of purple balloons on a shirt and a leaf hat
-a banana suit
-France
-a hat that looks like the Flying Spaghetti Monster

Stories:
In math we found out my teacher is kinda psychic? Context: she loves Halloween and all things paranormal, so we spent the period gawking at optical illusions, eating candy and listening to her tell some awesome scary stories from her ghost hunting experiences.

At the end, she explained that, in order to make sure no one considered her crazy, she only did this thing once a year or so. The thing was for us, the class, to all decide on an object in the room silently while my teacher stood outside. Then she walked back in and one volunteer walked around picking up things. She said no to everything until we reached the object, and then said yes! The whole class went crazy. I'm pretty sure it's a combination sixth sense and fantastic talent at reading facial expressions, but who cares at this point? It was fun.

English was awesome because we got to read these gothic-style stories we wrote yesterday! If you happen to read Minty/@/freshbreathmint's art book, you'll know that some prompts were better than others since we wrote them as the immature ninth graders we were and then redistributed them (they were settings, characters, events, quotes, etc.). The kid across from we wrote Winnie the Pooh. Mine was really embarrassing to read because it was so weird, and I'm debating posting it . . .

. . .

f I n E

I will at some point here

I don't really recommend reading it though lol it's weird.

. . . but not as weird as that one kid with the Costco and demon Jim Cary.

In history we had our much anticipated party since everyone wore costumes as requested. The majority of the time was spent playing Mario Cart and Just Dance on the unicorn kid's switch and eating sweets because I'm in a nerd class. The history teacher kids were the absolute bEST

I changed costumes and handed out candy with my mom for a while (one of her prior first graders dIDN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE ME BECAUSE WIG SCORE!) and here I am!

Oh yeah, my costume! I did Pidge, a really oversimplified version but Katie Pidge Gunderson Holt nonetheless. I'm still wearing it, wig and all. Today has been really stressful because my homework is not proportionate to my Halloween things but it's also been a totally blast.

Oh yeah, the story.

Unedited and slightly psychopathic. My writing was much better than most because I actually practice creative writing, but the idea is yucky.

    ❝ He should have known she was gone when he discovered the door left ajar and the house entirely silent. Even still, he ripped the covers from the bed, their pastel colors a painfully innocent reminder of her absence, and screams poured from his mouth. Calling for his sister yielded no results, and after his throat had grown dry with overuse, he collapsed to the floor, all denial crumbling as he realized where she surely had gone. Almost blindly, he bolted out of the house, barely pulling on a worn jacket before he tore through the foliage in a way that greatly resembled how a blazing forest fire ravages through woods. Despite the embers of worry burning and blistering in his chest, light sheets of rain twisted his hair into pale brown strings, pulling at him and slowing him down more than typically possible thanks to his speed. After an eternity, he arrived at his destination, nearly drained of breath and hope.

    Scents of grease and sawdust wafted stickily through the air, prominent despite the increasing downpour. Thunder rumbled in time with rickety tracks and laughing game participants, and lightning matched the flashes of cameras. Patrons milled about the worn pathways of the carnival, completely oblivious to the approaching storm. Of course, one could not really blame them, since their hair and clothes were unaffected. A clear second skin of ignorance had increased each of them, glistening as a makeshift poncho, except for one. The only one that mattered.

    She stood in line for cotton candy with a smile on her face that would have been a perfect clone of the unaffected people around her had it not been for the occasional scrunched frown as she swatted raindrops from her eyes. Her hair had plastered itself flatly to her scalp in tangled strands, framing her face innocently. He should have told her. He thought it was the only way. He was so, so, wrong, and now, panic seized his chest, coupled only with bare realization of his fatal mistake. "Rita!" he cried out desperately, sprinting down the slope until his lungs begged for oxygen. He threw his arms around her, but she immediately broke the embrace. "Rita, we've got to get back, there's no time, any minute now it's – "

    Rita's murderous scowl forced him to falter for a brief moment, and that moment was all she needed to cut in. "Don't you care what I think?! Every single year you stop me from leaving! From being a normal person!" His eyes were wider than the moon itself, mouth sewn shut with terror. "Well, this year, I decided to stop. I'm going to go out and see what this terrible thing is that you stutter and mumble about every year!" Lip poked out stubbornly, she finished, "So no, Carter, I will not go with you. Not any more."

    Had Carter been graced with more time, just thirty seconds to tell her everything he needed to before she was lost forever, he would have immediately explained everything. However, all he could do was watch as the creature did it for him. Rita choked back a gasp, suddenly willing to recreate her brother's embrace as she clung onto him for dear life. How could he blame her? Petrified with regret and shock, he could not even find it in him to return it.

    The beast stood ten feet tall, casting a shadow far darker and longer than typical. Its ribs were so sunken in it was practically skin and bones, with flames licking up and down its charred spine. Two forked tongues licked slobber from the sides of its snarling mouth, and long cruel claws protruded from monolith paws at the ends of stick-like legs, six in all. Three blazing eyes were the only exception to its black monochrome, gleaming amber. It leaned down, locking its gaze onto Rita hungrily. Lightning illuminated the ratty tufts of fur that covered it.

    "No . . . " Carter sobbed, gripping Rita's shoulders as she pulled away in a daze. She stared up at the being with a strange longing in her eyes. "Please, Rita, you can still stay here, you don't have to – "

    Rita tore off her skin, producing a hidden creature nearly identical to the other. However, the fire on her back gradually went from almost clear to deep black. With unimaginable speed, she whirled around, a mess of snapping jaws and matted fur. The last thing Carter ever saw was a cavern of cruel teeth swallowing him whole. It matched his final thought: I've failed. ❞

Ahaheh. There you have it.

Pssst Carter is Conner and Rita is Bailey aka my OCs you don't know them but that's fine they're normally quite different especially in name and story but I know someone named Conner and Bailey's reason is too complex to explain here pssst

Last thought: I was going to make some Ghosthunter AU nfh trio art for snake mom but I didn't have time, ack. But I love that AU and you should too. Hey, also, you should read nfh, it's fantastic. Random advertisement oops.

Anyway, I hope everyone had a great Halloween, cause I know I sure did! I love you all my sweet spooks.