FLASHING LIGHTS

I hate halloween, it's officially the worst holiday, ever. I decided that a very long time ago but now I have it formally printed it into my skull. I sat and decided what candy I'd steal from my brother's pumpkin basket whilst he wasn't looking when the brat himself burst into the living room wearing his full Dracula attire. The fangs, the slicked back hair, the black almost suit like outfit and matching black cape. He thinks he looks the bomb. I think he looks like a dweb. "Ok you two, have fun!" My mother calls shrilly from the hallway, placing her cat ears straight upon her head with her whiskers tickling her face. "I want you guys back by eight alright? No funny business." My dad set down the rules, though it's hard to take him seriously dressed up as Captain Jack Sparrow. Johnny Depp shall never look sexy to me again. "I got it already." I rolled my eyes, slumping up from the couch. "You can go now." "Don't wait up!" Mother giggled as Father whispered something into her real ear in what sounded like a cheesey pirate accent. My family could possibly scar me for life if I wasn't so docile. "Come on Miya, the kids from school said they're gonna knock on old Blackman's house; he never gives out candy!" Jason pulled at my jeans. I frowned, agreeing with a nod and grabbing my coat as we approached the door. "I guess he'll find us along the way." As I opened the door, a set of emeralds glimmered back at me. "Trick or treat?"