"My first time trick or treating!"
"TRICK-OR TREAT!" We all shouted. Me my brother and my sister went trick-or-treating. I thought that I was the best trick-or-treater in the family.
I tried carieing my bag full of candy but I couldn't. I struggled house to house trying to keep my bag up on my shoulder.
"Do you need help honey?" My mom asked kindly.
"No I shouted!". Then all of a sudden I started tipping over. "Ouch!" I shouted. I had just completely fell to the ground. I thought I shouldn't of said that to her.
Then as I recovered from the fall I said sorry for yelling at her as she pulled me onto my feet. My mom carried the bag as I said "so how many houses have we gone to I said confused.
That would be eighty nine houses. she said very stressed out.
"How many pieces of candy do you have in here."my mom said.
"That would be two hundred and sixty eight pieces of candy." I answerd.
Wow my mom said amazed.
"So when do you think we are going home." I asked excitedly.
"Right now young man!" "This bag filled with candy is killing my back!"
"Okay we all said ashamed wishing I never asked that question."
Once we got in the van I asked tiredly" how many miles do we have till we get home." I knew that she knew that I was tired and all worn out. Me my brother and my sister slept all the way home.
When we got home we all sorted the Candie out, ate some and, went to bed.
"The End!"