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Myself, I need some memories from you guys. When was the last time you went trick or treating? What is your fondest memory? What is your scariest memory? What did you dress as? Who did you go with? Did you ever play any pranks? Have pranks played on you? Just any memory would help.

Thanks.

I once went dressed as a stop light.

My brother once tied his feet to our chimney and slid off the roof when anybody approached. That was pretty intense. We little brothers had the job of pulling him back up. The rope was measured so he wouldn't die when he jumped off, BTW.

When I was a little kid, my parents and older siblings made our house into a haunted house.  It was very convincing!  I knew it was my house and my brothers and such but I was still freaked out completely.  After it was over, I refused to go back inside (so I could go to sleep) until everything was taken down and my sister had washed off her "decapitated head" make-up.

I remember being 5 1/2 and going to the hospital to see my little brother for the first time. I was annoyed at how many times I had to wash my hands but I couldn't stop smiling when I helped hold him for the first time.

One year, for Halloween, there was one house that did the scariest thing I've ever seen. Instead of waiting inside, the guy sat on his front porch wearing a hockey mask and playing scary music. That didn't bother me; I was too young to have seen anything where that was scary. But I was a bit creeped out by the fact that they had dead corpses hanging on the fence. Then the dead corpses got up and chased me all the way to the hockey mask guy. It was just some kids; in fact, I had an assigned seat on the bus next to one of them. What was scary about it was that I really had thought they were decorations.

Of course, I can feel superior about it now because my little sister was so scared she had to go home after that, whereas I kept going. So, um, go me.

(Oh, and for the sake of detail, I was dressed as a werewolf, and I was six.)