Suddenly, you have a contagious disease and no one wants to be around you. So you do what you can to salvage the day.
You eat the cake you were planning to take to the party.! Oh yeah. This is much better than going to the party anyway.
All my friends are in West Point dressed like the living dead celebrating Halloween. I’m in front of the fire eating the treats, watching football. Now who do you think is smarter.
But yet, I was so looking forward to being a witch. Maybe I’m just too sweet to be a witch.
“Emily, I won’t let anyone say a bad thing about you,” she declared. She also promised to take some pictures with my camera which is still sitting by the back door.
Hmph. You can’t trust anyone on Halloween!