Halloween

Back when I was a small child, Halloween was one of my most favorite holidays. I loved dressing up as something that I was not, and of course, the free candy. I kept up my trick-or-treating up until my junior year of high school. During, and after that, my close buddies and I began to stray from the candy gathering to playing scary video games with my guy friends, mostly from the Silent Hill series (if none of you have played any of these, and want a scare, I recommend trying one of them). This was actually the first year where I didn't really par-take in any Halloween festivities, on the account that I got sick. Looking at the previous blogs from my classmates, I can see that I had a much different view of Halloween than most people. This is not to say that I never noticed it myself. One instance I remember was when I was looking for a costume for my freshman year in High school, I wasn't happy with the female section. If you were looking for ANY girl costume, that was for someone over the age of ten, it looked like something a Vegas show girl could be wearing. I ended up purchasing a white witch costume, only to use the cape, and I improvised on the rest. Me being the type of girl who grew up a tomboy, I never quite understood the whole revealing costume thing. I actually mostly thought that I didn't understand it because I was a tomboy. Anyway, because of me not liking the girl versions of costumes, I actually purchased the male costumes instead. Funny thing is some people would look at me funny when I would go up to purchase this, but I'd always thought, "Hey, it's Halloween, would it really matter if my costume was different from the other girls?" To me, not really. But back on task, when I looked at those costumes for girls my age, I was kind of embarrassed. I could not believe that girls my own age would really wear these outfits, and to what, to just attract attention. I wish I could say more but, as I said, I was always a tomboy and hung out with guys so I never was really around girls who wore these. The one day that I was truly disturbed though was when my neighbor, a girl 3 years younger than me, came to my house, trick-or-treating, dressed as a playboy bunny with her two friends.