The Halloween Gourd, a Halloween Story
You are here: Home » The Pumpkin Gourd Left to right: Nico Sugar, Christopher pumping carving October 21st, 2013 We carved the pumpkin for a Halloween fright, but little did we know that the jack-o-lantern would wake up in the wee hours of the night. It must have been the spookiness of the evening sky filled with dread and despair from all the trick-or-treaters lurking out in the night. They filled their bags with lots of yummy candy and shrieked with delight from all the scary getups they witnessed. Just outside my front door was a house light, that was lit. The light was a beacon, a signal to the freakish ghouls and happy children that candy was to be had. The kids would come up, knock on the door, ring the doorbell, and request a treat while showing their grotesque disguise. As I placed the candy in their bags, I'd look ever so closely and examine their costume to see if I knew who the little boy or girl was. But they were so well covered, and their attire was freakis...