I remember Halloween

As night fell I waited in high anticipation my trench coat drawn close about me sheilding me from the blinding light of the living room. Mom and Dad didn't much care for halloween, they had their small obligatory bowl of candy grudgeingly bought to placate the local neighbourhood gouls. I however wasn't going that way I was older now and I was going out with friends for the first time without adult supervision. My friend Jesse had an older brother and he had a drivers liscence. A loud bang turned my excitement to 11 and I rushed to the door. A flat black Chevy van was parked in the drive way with a long haired flannel clad slacker at the wheel. A hooded black shape was floating out the sliding door. We exchanged pleasentries and assured my parents we'd be home at the set hour. "don't worry maaaan I'll make sure they don't screw around maan" "Yeah that'll help, shut the fuck up and drive hippy" Freedom! sweet freedom! Close call there with that idiot at the wheel but we made it out without my parents killing the night.
Now to buisness first we plan our route so as to get the best candy. Then we plan phase two which involved an egg dog poo and firecracker assault on our least favorite teacher. The hippy at the wheel lit a bowl and tried to pass it to us. "here kid take a hit" " fuck you we got better shit to do" Oh good were here that freak is getting on my nerves. The rich neighbourhood was located on a hill overlooking the rest of town it was here that trick or treaters could score whole full sized candy bars. There were of course those dentists who insisted on passing out apples and toothbrushes but for the most part it was like robbing a candy store. Other kids from our school were there too causing all the usual amount of showing off and postureing. I made a little time with Megan she sat across from me in art and scocial studies. We had a love hate relationship which consisted mostly of being really cruel to each other in fun. She was looking hot in a black wich out fit. We bragged about the upcoming prank on that most hated of teachers. and laughed at the imagined reaction we'd get. Jesse broke the whole thing off by winging his apple at the school bully. We took off running and made it to the get away van about a block before the pissed off kids. the hippy was slow takeing off but we made it and no damage was done except maybe for small dents made in the back of the van by rocks. The hippy made us pay tribute for the dents by giving up two candybars apiece. next stop mayhem. It was time to get our game faces on. we'd both worn black me as a grave digger and Jesse as a wraith, so we took off our masks and rubbed kingsford charcoal on our faces jesse pulled the eggs out of a box in the back of the van. We each took six and put them in our pockets. then jesse took out the brown bag with the dog shit in it we opened it and had a sniff, gagged, contemplated throwing it on the hippy, decided against it , and finally stowed it under jesse's cloak. I took out my contribution a whole string of black cats I'd been saving in my sock drawr since the 4th of july. we grinned evilly and had the driver stop in a feild about a quarter mile from the mission objective. we stealthily worked our way to the back hedge and into the garden. jesse ran up to the back door and lit the dog poop he then banged on the door and promptly tripped over his cape and fell sprawling in the yard. he picked himself up and with a look of complete terror scurried back behind a tool shed. breathless and with every nuron fireing we waited . And waited and waited aaaaannd waited. "shit he's not home" "wait what's that" " nothing" "shit, when I fell I busted my eggs" "fuck!" " throw yourse" " Ok! " I winged my eggs at the house trying to make sure I got windows 4 out of six were on the mark. We then argued over what to do with the firecrackers. The plan had been to do the dog poo, the evil one woulf come forth and stomp it and we'd egg him then we'd set off the fire crackers to cover our escape. now with him not here we had to imagine new uses. we argued for about fifteen minuites finally decideing to stuff them in the doggy door and light them. I stealthily ran up to the doggy door and stuffed in the crackers. Wait! Shit! No matches! scurried back to Jesse " dude you got your lighter?" "yeah here" I scurried back to the doggy door. headlights appeared in the driveway. SHIT! I fumbled with the zippo trying to get the damn thing to light. A car door slammed. FUCKIN THING!!! finally it lit and I stabbed violently at the fuse with the flame. sparks! RUN! I full out sprinted back to the shed and me and jesse ran the quarter mile back to the van and took off. in the distance the immensely satisfying sound of firecrackers completed my night. We laughed the whole way home and I made it just in time. candy sack full with a smile I could never explain to my parents on my face. ah yes I remember halloween.