It was about 8 or 9 at my mothermother's house in sandstone ranchSandstone Ranch and it was the day of Halloween, so me being a kid, iI was scared to go because of the different costumes. iI would see my sister dressed as a killer clown, with her white all overwhite-all-over jump suit with aan ugly mask that looked like she found it out of the trash and my brother, which hewho was dressed as Michael Myers, with a blue jump suit on and a play knife that looked surprisingly real that looked, like he had dipped it in a thing of red paint to make it look like real blood. and rhenAnd then there was me, dressed like a witch, with my black dress and green face with, my ugly false teeth and my broom stick with the little purple ruffles at the end. iI was so afraid of this night because iI heard people saying that the killer and crazy people come aliveout and are able to run and turn you into a demon. and iI was so afraid that iI was going to be the target of the night because of how scared iI was. andAnd in scary movies the monsters or killers can smell your fear and they usually come after that person, so iI was just trying to hold it together until 11:00 o'clock because iI would be safe because it would be time for me and mymy brother and, sister and me to come home. butBut it seemed like it would never would come.