The streets are filled with ghouls and goblins swinging bags and plastic pumpkins as they hurry to meet their friends.
I can feel the excitement in my bones. Tonight is the night! I look at myself and nod. I’m ready!
When a group of kids run by, I step onto the sidewalk. “Hey! Wait up!”
They stop and turn. “Cool costume!” says the cowboy.
“Do we know you, Skeleton?” asks the robber.
“I don’t think so, I’m Mikey. I used to live here. Can I go with you guys?”
They look at each other and shrug, “Sure.”
We run up sidewalks and ring doorbells, calling out “Trick-or-Treat!” We visit every neighborhood and soon our bags are bursting at the seams.
“I wish this night would never end!” I say.
“Me, too,” says the ninja, “but I gotta be home by 9.”
Porch lights start to switch off, and one by one, my new friends say good-bye.
Finally, I make it home. The rusty gate squeals as I push it open. I drag my feet slowly up the path and stop beside the stone that reads:
I can’t wait for next year!