Knowing it would be that time again,
Thinking of all the pain and sorrow,
Hoping it will not come until tomorrow.
All of me can no longer hold,
Of what tonight might behold.

Every time this day comes,
Knowing that I might be next
Hoping, hoping he would not strike again.
Now these last few years on Halloween night,
He took one, not two friends, and
Now I am last.

Right now on this Halloween night,
I hear a tapping on the roof,
Knowing it might be him, thinking it was,
I didn’t move not one inch.

By Jackie

Wigs and costumes,
Candy to eat,
Door to door,
For trick or treat,

Laugh and giggle,
At everything you see,
Even cross dressers,
When they try to be,

We have thugs and gangsters,
Of uncommon wealth,
Showing off blingage,
This is bad for their health,

We have singers and dancers,
And a t.v. show host,
And the awesome head bangers,
Who everyone likes the most,

We have killers and thieves,
The dying and undead,
Even weird and goofy people,
Whose name is Fred,

We have Elvis and Palin,
Witches and scarecrows,
And grumpier old men,
With warts on their nose,

We have twisted Olympics,
Of every evil deed,
We can egg vehicles,
At an unbelievable speed,

We toilet paper houses,
Screaming on bye,
We wait till dark,
So there’s no light in the sky,

We watch what we do,
Not everything is bad,
We find ways to cheer up,
Even when we’re sad,

Man it stinks to get caught,
Cause its sooo much fun,
Gosh we got pulled over,
My Halloween is done.

By Curtis Miller