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The first time I went trick-or-treating, I was four years old. It was 1997. I decided at the last minute that I wanted to go, so my mom fixed me a makeshift dalmatian costume, as I was big on 101 Dalmatians at the time. I think I had been scared to go; I was kind of shy, and after all, you normally tell kids not to talk to strangers, but on Halloween you send them to their houses for free candy. Anyway...
Where we lived at the time wasn't conducive to trick-or-treating, so my parents took me to a condominium community by our previous house. I approached the first home, got a Dum-Dum Pop dropped into my pail, then announced ''OK, let's go!'' Apparently I was still unsure about this whole thing and was ready to leave, but if the Polaroid taken at the end of the night is any indication, I was convinced to stay for more candy.
Where we lived at the time wasn't conducive to trick-or-treating, so my parents took me to a condominium community by our previous house. I approached the first home, got a Dum-Dum Pop dropped into my pail, then announced ''OK, let's go!'' Apparently I was still unsure about this whole thing and was ready to leave, but if the Polaroid taken at the end of the night is any indication, I was convinced to stay for more candy.
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