Today is recognized in honor of telling stories. They can be bed time stories or a story from your memory. Any type of story counts. I'm going to tell you a story about my best/worst Halloween costume.
I've always had eccentric taste when it comes to Halloween costumes. When I was growing up, think early elementary years, I wanted to be a toaster! I have no idea why except I knew it would be pretty epic. I would not be a toaster until I was a sophomore in high school. Yes, I still went trick or treating in high school.
My 8th grade year, I decided to be a bag of jelly beans. My parent's had recently ordered a lamp shade which came with this handy clear stretchy bag which was open on both ends, yet had elastic on both ends. It is hard to explain. But if I put this bag thing on, the elastic held it on to my body around my hips, and then the bag went up and the top elastic held it right below my arm pits. I blew up a ton of different colored small balloons, put them in this bag thing I was wearing, and there you go! I was a bag of jelly beans. I believe we also put a big bow on my head. I was a hit at school (once people figured out what I actually was.) People also kept trying to steal my jelly bean balloons which was maddening.
But there was one small issue, I was in Yearbook and I was taking pictures at recess which was held in the gym. I had a camera around my neck and I was running for some reason. Knowing clumsy me, I tripped. But I knew I had to save the camera. So instead of catching myself with my hands when I fell, I used both hands to hold the camera up above my head behind me so it wouldn't hit the floor. That hurt. I stood up and the whole gym was silent. And they were all looking at me. I had only fallen, I had no idea what everyone was staring at. That's when one of my friends ran over to my laughing, and dragged me into the hallway. That's when I noticed what happened. I was completely deflated. I have at maximum, maybe five jelly bean balloons left. When I had fallen, all of my balloons had popped, creating a series of very loud popping noises. That's why everyone was rudely staring at me. Somehow I failed to notice this. I spent the second half of the day walking around trying to keep my five remaining jelly bean balloons from being stolen.
It started out as a super cool costume, but it ended up being a dud costume. Sadly, I can't find a picture of me dressed like this. I did however, look on the family computer hoping to find a picture of either my toaster costume or my jelly bean bag costume. I only found some very creepy pictures of me dressed in all black (complete with fish nets) and my face painted like a cat. I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION OF THIS. It's very creepy. I will not be posting a picture here.
So that's my story for National Tell A Story Day.
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