The Main Reason I Love Halloween Is the Dressing Up

Middle School Instructional Support Materials for Writing:

Elaboration

Halloween paragraphs

Corn Maze

Running through a corn maze is the best part about the Halloween season. Picture this. . . rubber-gloved hands grabbing for your legs as you run by, a wild man with a chain saw spewing diesel fumes in the next section, the howl of a werewolf just when you think you’re safe. Yes, the corn maze at night is a mix of awesome and awful. Your adrenalin is pumping through your veins, and sweat drips down your face as you chase your friends. Immediately you come face-to-face with some ghoul that makes you want to wet your pants. A corn mazeis all that is wonderful about the weeks leading up to Halloween.

Costumes

The main reason I love Halloween is the dressing up. What I mean by dressing up is costumes, makeup, funny hats, and masks. Red and pointed, the tail of my costume was enough to scare half the little kids in my neighborhood. I remember one time when I dressed up like a crazed killer. My dad had made this ax that fit right against my neck. Half of my neighborhood wanted to slam their doors. It was one of my best Halloweens. There’s nothing quite like putting on a costume.

Harvest

The best reason that Halloween is my favorite holiday is the party my church throws. What I’m trying to say is that RedRockYouthCenter puts on the best harvest party I’ve ever been to. I remember my first year we lived in Boise and my mom wouldn’t let me go trick-or-treating. We had just joined this church and mom said I had to go to the harvest party. Well, guess what. It was ten times better than trick-or-treating. For instance, I threw baseballs at the dunk tank, ran crazy through a corn maze, and gathered up a sack of candy. The next three years I got to be a helper and herd the little goblins around to all the activities. I’ve never been sorry that I gave up trick-or-treating!

Dark

The most important thing about Halloween is running around in the dark. Many people might be surprised that I said that, instead of candy or costumes, but I love the thrill of being outside at night in the dark, running quickly between houses, not quite scared – but almost. For example, have you ever woke up late at night, say 2:00 a.m. and your room was so dark and quiet that you were a bit afraid? One time, when I was six, I thought a hairy monster lived in our heater. I swear I could hear it growling, glowing, slowly rising out of the heater vents. So on Halloween, I love running between yards, jumping over bushes and knocking down little kids. I’m no longer afraid of monsters, but I like to think that one night a year, I’m one of them.