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Personal Narrative Essay : Halloween : My Memories Of Halloween

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I tend to think a lot about the past holidays with my parents and siblings. Growing up as a kid in my hometown of

Tennessee, left me with some very priceless memories that I will never forget. I remember Halloween the most out

of all them. How the trees around our home changed colors and shed leaves at the same time. Where I could find

pumpkins everywhere and the smell of wood burning filled the air. I remember riding my bike around just before

dark, in hopes I’d see all the new creepy decorations being put up in my neighborhood. It was the best feeling riding

my bike up and down the spooky streets with my buddies on a cool October night. It was my dad’s favorite holiday

and he was very traditional about celebrating it. He would take me and my brother every year to a certain pumpkin

patch. I never knew when he would take us, It was always a surprise, but sometimes I just had a feeling. We would

make our way through the town square and I would immediately notice the huge inflatable pumpkin on top of the

small building. It was a symbol to me, that Halloween is almost here. I had seen some of the biggest pumpkins I have ever witnessed in this place, some bigger than me. When it came down to choosing which pumpkin to come home

with, I let my dad choose mine most of the time. The best part was sitting in the living room and carving them

together. There was nothing better than watching a horror movie in the dark, with the exception of the orange

Halloween lights my mom strung up around the fireplace. I remember a fake ugly witch that sat in the middle of the

lights, on top of the fireplace mantle. When the sensors were on , it had red glowing eyes and an uncanny laugh when provoked. My mom was obviously in charge of most of the inside decorations that involved some source of

electricity or batteries. I also cant forget the tradition of making caramel apples with my mom, as she so desperately

encouraged me and my older brother to help make, that I quite honestly could have gone without. I despised apples

or any fruit for that matter. There were plenty of times my friends would come over and spend the night with me. We

would go outside to the back of my house and travel into the

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