Halloween Night

It is 830 on Halloween darkness as I am whirling down the long roadways of Clinton hearing nothing further children screaming, cars beeping, and leaves crackling beneath my feet in the cold, fall night. I turn the nook and see college kids and p atomic number 18nts laughing by the Tavern as they exit the building. devising my way down the street with my friends by my side, cars are zooming by us like a school of fish swimming to repay away from sharks. All of a sudden the group of kids I am with get attacked with splinter cream by underclassmen that think they are funny. A law slows down as he passes us to see what all the clamor was.Realizing it was nothing he continues on his nightly route. Furious and startled we walk away slowly because we were not dressed for the occasion of what kids call barrage fire. Minutes passed and we dogged to go trick-or-treating. Approaching a house with a long cobble stone driveway and bright yellow lights we in the end reach our destinat ion. Warm apple cider and fresh cinnamon donuts are passed out among all of the people. We make our way ass to town perfunctory little kids in a variety of different costumes. Also set and high school students throwing eggs and attacking each other with shaving cream.Dodging all the action we walk on the opposite side of the street they are on so we dont get hit. Arriving back into town we see teachers, parents, and kids we know. After a warm welcoming of hellos we decided to make our way back to our homes considering it was a school night and it was acquiring late. Streets were starting to become clear as people decided the Halloween night was over. Adults turned off their lights making it clear they were done handing out dulcorate for the night. Clintons streets remained silent as Halloween night came to an end.