When I was a
child, I loved Halloween costumes. I waited all year for Halloween to go with
my family to ask for candy. My mom was a very creative woman, so she always
made the costumes for me and my brothers.
The Halloween
Costume that I remember the most was the last one. It was 1991 and I was 9
years old. The Flintstones were fashionable, and my mom decided to make me a
Wilma costume.
The suit was
very simple: a short white dress and a necklace made with cheese balls and
white paint. As the character, I had to be barefoot. It seemed like a fun idea,
until I had to walk the dirty streets of my town for hours, trying to avoid
glasses and garbage.
The main park
was crowded and everyone stepped on my bare feet. Besides, it was very
uncomfortable to walk with that short dress. I tried to be happy and enjoy the
afternoon, but the weather started to get bad.
We were very
hungry, so we looked for a restaurant, but all restaurants were crowded. At the
end, we found a place and ordered chicken and chips. The food was horrible, the
chicken was raw and the chips were cold. When we left the restaurant, it
started to rain.
We tried to
take a taxi and it was impossible. But the worst part was my necklace: with the
rain, the cheese balls started to melt, and the smell was terrible. The
painting fell and my dress was stained with orange.
We ran in the
rain until we took a bus. Everyone looked at me because I smelled like rotten
cheese. When we arrived home, I decided I would never wear a Halloween costume
again.
Bye!
Natalia C.
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