Trick or Treat!
I remember the very last time that I actually went out to enjoy myself on Halloween. I was six, and it was before my mom got sick, and before my dad ditched us. We didn’t have all that much money, so my costume came from some dollar store. Mom doctored it up a bit though, so I didn’t look like a dork in a plastic bag. All it in, it has to be one of the better costumes I remember wearing as a kid.
The best part about it, I went as a bat boy. Can you believe it? The only costume we could find that was my size, and it was of a bat boy. I wore a plain black sweater, black pants, and had the dollar store wings sewed onto the arms of my sweater. The mask was made of some old fabric my mom had laying around the house. In fact, I think it was an old pillow case.
The kids from my school laughed, but I didn’t care. My mom made her own costume to go along with mine. A long black dress, one she’d later be buried in, with the same lame mask as my own. Together we spent the night going from door to door trying to get the lame brains from my neighborhood to give us treats. After the tenth house turned us away with snide comments, mom went to the local market and got the owners to give us all this rotted fruit and stuff. At every house that turned us away, we threw the fruit at their doors. I even got to stuff some of the rotting bananas into some guy’s tailpipe.
Even though we didn’t get any candy that night, it had to be the best Halloween ever.
It was also my last.
My mother got sick that following summer, and for the next year or so I took care of her. After she died, I didn’t think about childish things like Halloween. And the next costume I’d put on…
Would be the one I died in.
Prompt: Trick or Treat
Word Count: 355
Comm: justprompts
Character: Jason Todd
The best part about it, I went as a bat boy. Can you believe it? The only costume we could find that was my size, and it was of a bat boy. I wore a plain black sweater, black pants, and had the dollar store wings sewed onto the arms of my sweater. The mask was made of some old fabric my mom had laying around the house. In fact, I think it was an old pillow case.
The kids from my school laughed, but I didn’t care. My mom made her own costume to go along with mine. A long black dress, one she’d later be buried in, with the same lame mask as my own. Together we spent the night going from door to door trying to get the lame brains from my neighborhood to give us treats. After the tenth house turned us away with snide comments, mom went to the local market and got the owners to give us all this rotted fruit and stuff. At every house that turned us away, we threw the fruit at their doors. I even got to stuff some of the rotting bananas into some guy’s tailpipe.
Even though we didn’t get any candy that night, it had to be the best Halloween ever.
It was also my last.
My mother got sick that following summer, and for the next year or so I took care of her. After she died, I didn’t think about childish things like Halloween. And the next costume I’d put on…
Would be the one I died in.
Prompt: Trick or Treat
Word Count: 355
Comm: justprompts
Character: Jason Todd