September 1st, 2012
Childhood Trauma-1st revision
Mr. Garrioch/English
Composition
11b4 111150 Ho Inhee
“Why are you wearing just a t-shirt?”
The boy wearing a skeleton costume asks. She simply stares at the
boy. Why is he wearing such weird clothing? Where did his pants go?
She looks around. There’s one Tinkerbelle. One Snow White, one witch, and one Spiderman. There are even non-human things. One butterfly with big rainbow wings, one brown bear, one monkey with an exceptionally long tail. And a bleeding Dracula! What the hell is going on?
She steps backward, puzzled and perplexed. She checks if she’s in the right place and returns to the hall. And yes, she is in the right place.
She looks around. There’s one Tinkerbelle. One Snow White, one witch, and one Spiderman. There are even non-human things. One butterfly with big rainbow wings, one brown bear, one monkey with an exceptionally long tail. And a bleeding Dracula! What the hell is going on?
She steps backward, puzzled and perplexed. She checks if she’s in the right place and returns to the hall. And yes, she is in the right place.
“Okay, kids. Knock on the door and say?...”“Trick or treat!”
A lady with a purple robe and a black crumpled witch hat asks, and
a bunch of kids with weird, ridiculous costumes yells the answer. The hall, all
dark without light, is filled with high atmosphere. Caspers - grinning nastily,
riding a broomstick, waving hands, running after something, and making a spooky
face - are floating all around the black colored wall. Above the wall is a
white silky web that extends all the way to the ceiling. Among the uniquely dressed
crowd, there is one girl with a uniquely plain clothing. Wearing a pink Gap
T-shirt, white pants, and a white headband, she looks around the hall in
bewilderment, nervously twirling her black hair. All the white ghosts on the
wall seem to be shouting at her. The girl shrinks slightly.
Soon the loud, bustling crowd leaves the hall. Now the girl is left
alone. No one’s in the
hall. Wiggling her fingers, the girl nervously gazes at the door the crowd just
passed through. She takes her step forward, but soon stops. She does not know
where to go.
She bursts into tears. Alone in the dark hall, she cries loudly until the witch-looking lady runs in.
“What’s wrong, dear?” The lady asks nicely.
The girl doesn’t answer. Still shedding tears, she holds her lips tight. The lady wipes the girl’s tears.
“Honey, are you all right?”
The girl shakes her head.
“Do you feel sick?”
The girl shakes her head again.
“Do you want to go home?”
This time, the girl nods.
“Why, because you don’t have any costumes?” The lady asks in a soft voice, trying to soothe the crying little girl.
The girl looks up with dark staring eyes, and after a while, she questions.
“Costumes?”
“Yes, dear. Do you know what Halloween is?”
“Yes,” the girl mutters, her voice so muted the lady hardly hears her reply.
She bursts into tears. Alone in the dark hall, she cries loudly until the witch-looking lady runs in.
“What’s wrong, dear?” The lady asks nicely.
The girl doesn’t answer. Still shedding tears, she holds her lips tight. The lady wipes the girl’s tears.
“Honey, are you all right?”
The girl shakes her head.
“Do you feel sick?”
The girl shakes her head again.
“Do you want to go home?”
This time, the girl nods.
“Why, because you don’t have any costumes?” The lady asks in a soft voice, trying to soothe the crying little girl.
The girl looks up with dark staring eyes, and after a while, she questions.
“Costumes?”
“Yes, dear. Do you know what Halloween is?”
“Yes,” the girl mutters, her voice so muted the lady hardly hears her reply.
Yes, the girl knows what Halloween is. She knows Halloween has
something to do with orange pumpkins. She saw it in a cartoon. But costumes,
she’s never heard about them. If ‘costumes’ are weird clothing, then she had
seen plenty of them during New Years Day back in Korea. She and her mom wore
long dresses with breast ties, and her father wore rubber pants and a vest. But
those clothing look totally different from all the weird clothing people wear
here. So what are costumes?
“We wear costumes on Halloween. You saw your
friends wearing beautiful princess clothing? Those are all costumes.”
Understanding less than half of the lady’s words, the girl merely nods.
“Do you want to wear a costume, too?”
This time, the girl understands the lady’s words fully. She nods strongly.
“Great. Let’s make your costume."
Understanding less than half of the lady’s words, the girl merely nods.
“Do you want to wear a costume, too?”
This time, the girl understands the lady’s words fully. She nods strongly.
“Great. Let’s make your costume."
The lady gets the girl papers, color pencils, and a bunch of
arts&crafts stuff. Costumes with papers, the idea simply puzzles the girl.
She picks up a red pencil, puts it down. She then picks up scissors, and puts
it down again. She repeats this simple action again and again until a great
spark of idea hits her.
“Ah!”
She exclaims, holds a pink pencil, and dashes the pink color on a blank sheet of paper.
“Ah!”
She exclaims, holds a pink pencil, and dashes the pink color on a blank sheet of paper.
The girl puts her white headband back on. A paper-made rabbit ear
sticking to the headband gleams white against her jetblack hair. The girl then
sticks a cotton ball on her pants. She also puts the red clown nose she
borrowed from the Tin man-like robot.
“Do I look like a rabbit?” The girl asks diffidently.
“Sure!” The lady answers with a big smile.
Elated, the rabbit-eared girl runs out of the hall, joining the crowd. And later that day, a girl, with a rabbit headband and a white plumpy rabbit tail, vigorously bursts into her house. Both her hands full with overflowing Halloween sweets. And she yells out,
"Mom, I'm home!"
“Do I look like a rabbit?” The girl asks diffidently.
“Sure!” The lady answers with a big smile.
Elated, the rabbit-eared girl runs out of the hall, joining the crowd. And later that day, a girl, with a rabbit headband and a white plumpy rabbit tail, vigorously bursts into her house. Both her hands full with overflowing Halloween sweets. And she yells out,
"Mom, I'm home!"
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