Saturday my parents took me to another carnival close to home. We had to exit through a haunted corridor. I grabbed onto Dad and held on.
I was so scared. It was dark-Mom's flash makes it look like it was well lit.
I was so glad when we got through. It was a scary hospital theme with twitching teenagers pretending to be bodies or scary things. I was fine once we made it outside.
Here I am ready to go Trick-or-Treating with Dad. I went for about 45 minutes and had a good time. I remembered my manners and always said "thank you" when I got some candy.
