A Normal Halloween Night

A Normal Halloween Night
Before i start i will tell you some backstory. My and my friends were out every Halloween night when i was young. We collected candy and had a good time. Like every other kid. But i'm 11 now and i've stopped collecting candy on Halloween. Let me tell you why:

When i was 10 years old me and my friends were getting dressed up. We all had normal goofy Halloween costumes. When we went to the first door an old woman opened up. She looked in horror as her eyes widened. She began hyperventilating as she said: "Go-good costume...". We where confused as even we knew our Halloween costumes were bad. She gave us some candy and we left. Even then i should have known something was up. But i couldn't let this night go to waste.

We went towards the next house opening the door, a middle-aged man saw at us as him jaw widened: "Jesus, don't scare me like that!" he said. We looked at each other as one of my friends said: "What do you mean?". "It's just a very good costume!" he said repeating it, whispering to himself "Nothing more...". He gave us alot of candy. We were happy, but somehow i couldn't shake the feeling of dread of me... Weird.

We went towards the house at the end of the street, where a crazy woman lived. We were scared as we opened the door, but we gave in when we remembered how much candy she had. "Hello!" she said. My heart was pounding. "Trick or Treats!" we shouted. She only stared. It was almost if somebody was breathing in my neck. "Good costume!" she said "So, how much this time my little... Boys...". We looked at each other, because we didn't know what to say. "Alot?" i said with hesitation. "Do... You really think you deserve that?". "No..." one of my friends said. "I'm joking" she said "That's the best costume i've ever seen! Have candy!" I couldn't hold it anymore and i asked: "Whos costume?" and she replied with: "The guy without skin behind you".