My Parents Came to Pick Me Up

Back in October 1992, I was nine years old. It was Halloween, I was a skeleton and my 7-year old sister, Jade was a witch. I had a fun day, but eventually the day was over and me, and my sister were waiting for our parents to pick us up.

Eventually they came driving a white van, and I realized we had to go shopping; but I wanted to hang out with my friends, and during my childhood I despised going shopping. I then noticed the way my parents were dressed for Halloween, my dad had a really poorly-made clown mask on and my mother was wearing a panda bear costume, my parents never celebrated Halloween; so I found this unusual.

"Get in!" My mom shouted.

"No! I don't want to! I don't want to go shopping and I want to go to my friend's house!" I shouted back.

"Come on sweetie, just get in!" My dad said.

My sister eagerly got into the back of the van, she was a very good kid and she always did what our parents said. My dad became more angry and he started shouting at me to get into the van, I refused too.

"Fine! I hope you have lots of fun because we're leaving without you, we're serious!" My dad angrily shouted at me.

They drove away, this was all very weird; since when did my mom and dad dress for Halloween? and, why did they drive a white van instead of their regular vehicle?

A couple minutes later, my parents came driving their normal vehicle.

"Hey, where is Jade?"