Grandma and I love Halloween.
She helps us make our own costumes. She is the best costume maker in the world. Johnny is boring and just wants to read, Scott is too easy to scare cos he just screams like a girl when he sees a spider, and Mum says my baby brothers are still too small to Trick or Treat.
So this year I'd saved up my pocket money for aaaaages and Dad and me bought a really scary werewolf mask. Scaring each other was another thing me and Grandma enjoyed doing, so today after school I'd hid in the cupboard in the kitchen and waited on Grandma.
It was really dark, but numbers on my watch glowed.
5 minutes passed and I heard nothing.
10 minutes and now I was getting really bored.
12 minutes. I decided to change my hiding place.
I opened the door just enough to peak out, when suddenly it was pulled open wide ...
"RRRRRAAAAAARRRRRRRR" yelled the huge hairy creature in the blinding light ...
I heard it giggling behind me as I ran screaming and slid under my bed!
