List AT LEAST 10 things you absolutely HAVE TO HAVE. Here’s everything in my purse:
Wallet
Cell phone
Pads or tampons
Tylenol or Advil
Cough drops
Address book
Pocket calendar
Gum
Pepper spray
Toothbrush, toothpaste and floss
Calculator
Winter gloves and earmuffs
Lotion
Sunscreen
Bug spray
Hand sanitizer
Mints
Sharpie markers
Camera
Acne fighter
Hairbrush, comb, hair ties, bobby pins, hairspray, detangler
Travel pack of tissues
iPod
Snacks and water bottle
Sunglasses
Nail file, nail polish, toe separators, polish remover, clippers
Pen and paper (via notebook)
Deodorant
Stain stick
Soap sheets and antibacterial wipes
Tums
Band aids and gauze
Razors and shaving cream
Mini shampoo, body wash and bath pouf
Body spray or perfume
Post-It notes
Socks, spare underwear
Extra accessories
Umbrella
Coin purse with at least $2.00 of coins in it
Flashlight and batteries
Stamps and envelopes
Makeup bag filled with all necessities
Magazine(s) to read when bored
Eco-friendly shopping bag
For all y’all who have been asking how big my purse is, you’re so right!!! IT IS VERY LARGE. Lol like it could hold at least 20 pounds of stuff. I think I’ve exceded the limit!!!!!
BTW if you wonder how i know the exact number of what i have it is because
i am going through my purse right now!! 
a t-shirt
a tank top
I have a big purse!
7 lip sticks
4 lip glosses
2 eye liners
3 maskeras
notes (i pass like 10 i each class )
3 pairs of socks
my phone (i keep in a big pink sock…….Don’t Ask!)
my wallet (50$ in cash yay cant wait to go shopping!)
1 prefum
mp3
Ipod
1 hair spray
2 mini hair sprays
22 markers (Skinny ones!)
2 RANDOM crayons (pink,blue,yellow!)
breath mints
2 school papers
2 sud earrings
4 long earrings
1 mini hand sanitizer
RANDOM small bag
mini note book
2 Deodorants
breath spray
brush
3 combs
a cd (selena gomez kiss and tell)
3 pens
12 pencils
3 highlighters
7 bracket’s
2 necklaces
my book (you don’t want to know! )
my other wallet
3 packs of gum
coin purse (4.67$!!)
clippers
lotion
Calculator
stapler
a heart box with paper clips
HAHAHAHAHA i carry my pure everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
((ill try to make them different this time…))
***This is just something fun for MJ Fans.
Star* if you like This Or That’s so i know if i should make more or not…(:
if you dont want to take this because you think it’s too long or whatever &/or youre a hater, might as well not even answer…
Thanks <3 you MJ fans :]
JACKSON 5 SONGS:
THIS PLACE HOTEL or ABC
ILL BE THERE or BEN
DANCING MACHINE or ENJOY YOURSELF
SHAKE YOUR BODY (DOWN TO THE GROUND) or I WANT YOU BACK
MJ SONGS:
DONT STOP TILL YOU GET ENOUGH or ROCK WITH YOU
SMOOTH CRIMNAL or DIRTY DIANA
BAD or THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
DANGEROUS or JAM
REMEMBER THE TIME or BLACK OR WHITE
THRILLER or P.Y.T.
BILLIE JEAN or MAN IN THE MIRROR
YOU ARE NOT ALONE or BLOOD ON THE DANCEFLOOR
YOU ROCK MY WORLD or BUTTERFLIES
HUMAN NATURE or HEAVEN CAN WAIT
ACCESSORIES:
HAT or GLASSES
GLASSES or GLOVE
HAT or GOLD PANTS [lol i added it this time]
HAT or GLOVE
MJ MUSIC VIDEOS:
BLACK OR WHITE or YOU ROCK MY WORLD
SMOOTH CRIMINAL or BAD
BEAT IT or THRILLER
YOU ARE NOT ALONE or MAN IN THE MIRROR
JAM or THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
OUTFITS IN MUSIC VIDEOS:
MJ OUTFIT IN THRILLER or MJ OUTFIT IN BEAT IT
MJ OUTFIT IN JAM or MJ OUTFIT IN THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL
MJ OUTFIT IN SMOOTH CRIMINAL or MJ OUTFIT IN YOU ROCK MY WORLD
HAIR:
STRAIGHT or CURLY?
HOW DO YOU DESCRIBE HIS LOOKS?:
[EX: cute, hot, sexy, ugly, weird, etc... (Please Be Nice Tho) ..]
HIS OUTFITS:
SHINY or GLITTERY
THIS IS IT MOVIE:
WHEN HE CHEWED GUM or WHEN HE HAD THE LOLLIPOP? [[LOL]]
WHEN HE SAID I LOVE YOU or WHEN HE SAID L-O-V-E-?
DANCE MOVES:
ANTI GRAVITY or MOONWALK???
&&: Thanksss.* :] <3
JACKSON 5 SONGS:
ABC
I’ll Be There
Dancing Machine
I want You Back
MJ SONGS:
Don’t Stop ‘Till You Get Enough
Smooth Criminal
They Way You Make Me Feel
Dangerous
Black Or White
P.Y.T.
Billie Jean
You are Not Alone
You Rock my World
Human Nature
ACCESSORIES:
Hat
Glasses
Gold Pants
Hat
MJ MUSIC VIDEOS:
You Rock my World
Bad
Thriller
You are Not Alone
The Way You Make Me Feel (Cuz of the f*ck move he does like 5 times. xD)
OUTFITS IN MUSIC VIDEOS:
Thriller
The Way You Make Me Feel
Smooth Criminal
HAIR:
Curly
HOW DO I DESCRIBE HIS LOOKS:
BEAUTIFUL ! (In a manly way though, lmao.)
HIS OUTFITS:
Glittery
THIS IS IT MOVIE:
Lollipop
L-O-V-E
DANCE MOVES:
Moonwalk
No Problem. <3.
I’m not a big fan of the 80’s (more of a 20’s-60’s person), but I’m going to an "80’s prom" themed party, and I was thinking about using the dress I already own. To me, it doesn’t scream out 80’s, but is it close? I saw Blondie’s Rapture music video, and this dress sort of resembles the dress she wore, except more prom-like.
Here’s a picture of the dress:
http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/c/0/0/3f/d/AAAADOl8RUkAAAAAAD_Q4A.jpg
In person it’s actually A LOT MORE body-hugging (like Blondie’s Rapture dress) than shown on the hanger, and it hits above the knee but under mid-thigh.
Also, any ideas with makeup, hair & accessories (necklaces, tights, gloves, shoes…)? If you actually lived through the 80’s, please tell me so too in your answer; it would really help.
THANKS!
=]
perfect dress, add accesories like the links below,
it will give it more the 80’s feel.
try ebay, but dont type 80’s in because many fancy dress items will come up it will be cheaper to type sunglasses in, and search that way.
have a good night!
Aries women:
Wildly sensual, passionate and adventurous. You’ll have sex anywhere. You know what you want. Intense and frequent sex. You have a need for complete control, but you’re also in love with love. As a mate, you are ardent, loyal, sentimental, and earthy. Biggest thrill – the tickle of a man’s facial fuzz.
Aries men:
Sleeping with him is like playing croquet with live bombs – you . never know what is going to happen! Never expect him to wait for you to be ready – he will rip your clothes off if he is ready to go. Don’t tease him or you’d better be ready to deliver. Fond of slave/master games and he likes it rough. Aries men are also explorers, so be ready to go where no woman has gone before. His favourite position: a woman on her knees leaning forward.
Taurus women:
You expect your man to be kind and patient and make love to you by the book. Like to be pleased by sex, but don’t look for unusual approaches. But you are a demanding lover and you leave your partner breathless. You have a need for oral gratification, both in giving and receiving. Best sex mates: Cancer, Sagittarius, Scorpio, and Leo. Most likely kink: sucking on your toes, one by one. You also like biting.
Taurus men:
He’s the ideal lover – sensitive and understanding of his partner’s feelings. He prefers It slow and easy; he won’t be your guide to the exotic unknown, but what he does, he does beautifully. This is the guy to go to for long and luxurious oral sex. Stamina? This man could wear down a glacier! His erogenous zone: gently and slowly kiss and bite the back of his neck.
Gemini women:
Often the aggressor, you are never embarrassed by your behaviour because you never adhere to any standards except your own. Your main requirement: a lover who knows how to take his time. You are a one-woman harem, but a partner should be aware that in a relationship, the Gemini woman is looking for a combination of the spiritual and the physical, the romantic and the practical. You want to talk to the guy after you tumble with him! Best sex mates are Leo, Scorpio, Aquarians, Libra, and Aries. Favourite gadget: the vibrator.
Gemini men:
He likes it with the lights on in front of the mirror. He can work any partner into the mood because he knows exactly how to evoke the right responses. Oral sex isn’t his favourite pastime, but he will take his time with other preliminaries. Tends to be fast and furious, more concerned with satisfying himself than his partner, but he is more adequate in areas of lovemaking that are often neglected by other men. He can tell a woman exactly what she wants to hear. His erogenous zone: move your lips and tongue lightly up his arm.
Cancer women:
Will never make the first move, but you can be a marvellous lover for you are capable of intense sensuality. You will reciprocate passion with a fervour that will stir his heart and stimulate him to his best performance. In your own time, you have a fondness for masturbation. Your favourite position: lying prone while your man enters you from behind. Best sex mates: Taurus, Leo, Virgo, Scorpio, and Pisces. You may become a slave to sexual pleasure!
Cancer men:
His most surprising technique: intercourse with no hands. He has a need for constant encouragement and if gotten, he will be a delightful swain. Both patient and aggressive, he will often begin somewhere other than the bed, likes being in command, and is a master at manual clitoral manipulation! You’ll like the trip as it is as much travelling to a place as it is arriving.
Leo women:
Sleek, lascivious, enticing and lazy! Whatever Leo wants, Leo gets intensely responsive – and there are bed-partners who have scars to prove it. Your need to show off leads you to prefer the top where he can look up and admire the beauty of your body. Best sex mates:Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Aries. Your sexual wardrobe: full of wispy cut-out bras and panties!
Leo men:
Simply brushes aside rules and conventions. One important rule to remember about him: Never tease. His endurance is remarkable and he has a great appetite for making love. He likes women in the submissive position and oral sex is okay only when he can give and receive. He likes a woman to show how much she is enjoying it. His erogenous zone: his back is particularly vulnerable.
Virgo women:
You have no illusions about sex and wish everyone would stop magnifying its importance. Prefer men who will wait for the relationship to develop to the point where sex is inevitable. You love mutual masturbation and enjoy a little punishment, and your grace and modesty is a great turn on. You become an artist at pleasing your lover. Favourite kink: can’t truly enjoy it unless a third party is present. Best sex mates: Gemini, Cancer and Aquarians.
Virgo men:
Too shy to make an overture, but when the moment arrives, you had better be prepared for him to bring his pyjamas, shaving equipment, and toothbrush. He likes to talk about how you like it and having talked about it, he will key in on the right erotic response. Don’t expect imagination, but he is a hard worker and is open to suggestion. His secret life: can be obsessed with pornography. Erogenous zone: his buttocks.
Libra women:
Drama is the key word – you set the stage for sex. Intensely feminine and an instinctive exhibitionist. You feel your body was made to be seen and admired. Feel that seduction is an art, not an assault. When approached the right way, you find it easy to say yes to almost anything. Unusual control of vaginal muscles. Best sex mates: Aries, Gemini, Leo, Scorpio, Sagittarius, and Aquarius. Like any position where your buttocks are exposed.
Libra men:
Looks for the whole experience, not just a tumble between the sheets. Has a definite kinky side, a voyeur and fond of a menage a trois. He has the patience needed to satisfy. He likes women who dress well and have long hair. If a woman’s clothes look as though they are easily removed, he finds her hard to ignore. Erogenous zone: back and buttocks, especially the feel of erect nipples against either of them!
Scorpio women:
Inquisitive, searching, and experimental. Knows that eroticism consists of more than the physical act of lovemaking. While looking like a perfect lady in public, you dress and behave like a whore in the bedroom. Control of the orgasm is very important and will try anything to help your man maintain his potency. You never take no for an answer and when interested in someone, you will pursue him with determination and guile. Best sex mates: Gemini, Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces. Props you love: scented body oils, flavoured lubricating gels, and vibrators.
Scorpio men:
A lustful, sexy animal. Enjoys biting and sucking and is a master of .. oral sex. Inflicting pain turns him on so he may pinch at nipples or the insides of thighs. Likes it in the water, but his kink is that he prefers wood tables and hard floors to satin and silk. His erogenous zone is his genitalia.
Sagittarius women:
You like the outdoors – freaking out if you are in a tent, camper, or on the beach. You enjoy sex, but you don’t like to prolong the preliminaries and want to start the main show as soon as possible. Like to tease your partner to the point of losing control. You don’t ~ mind if your man comes too quickly – you are a generous and accepting lover. Best sex mates: Leo, Libra, and Sagittarius. Your sexual wardrobe will consist of accessories – gloves and shoes!
Sagittarius men:
Sex is always an intense experience with him – he often comes too quickly, but he’ll be the first to try a new position. He is the master of erotic massage – both oral and manual. His tongue can be a wicked instrument and when combined with his lips, creates an explosive effect! He will go to any lengths to please his chosen woman; and is extremely loyal. Erogenous zones: genitals and inner thighs. And he likes to look at a woman’s labia and breasts and likes to have sex with a woman in peek-a-boo Panties.
Capricorn women:
Don’t need much foreplay – you go from zero to WOW in nothing flat! Not interested in exotic variation; only in staying power. Since you like to dominate you like to be astride your man, set a rhythm, and please yourself. Once into the rhythm, lovemaking becomes a wild contest with orgasm as the prize and you can depend on getting there more than once. Also a scratcher and a screamer. Best sex mates: Taurus, Scorpio and Pisces.
Capricorn men:
Sex evokes the best he can offer. He is a planner and a schemer (that is a schemer, not a screamer!) Prefers a woman who knows what he enjoys, and he expects her to be willing and ready whenever he wants her. Has the stamina of a marathon runner. . Here is the man who will hold off until you are ready to scream! Erogenous zone: a massage that starts at the lower back and gently strokes upward along the sides of his spine.
Aquarius women:
A slow starter, you idealise love and encompass it with tenderness. Once aroused though, anything goes! Extremely imaginative and likes trying new things. There is nothing in any sex manual that you won’t try. Belief that anything that increases the pleasure for your partner is worthwhile. Best mates: Aries, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius, and Leo. Favourite sex position: standing up, and in water.
Aquarius men:
Never treats a woman like a sex object and prefers a variety of foreplay before getting down to it. May have be to revved up, but once his engine is started, he is free and inventive with amazing persistence. He will always see you through to climax. A woman who knows what she wants will be very happy. He usually ensures an orgasm twice – once orally and once genitally. Erogenous zones: gently touching the calves and ankles will get him going. Be careful though – a kinky Aquarian can be a sadist who doesn’t like to be denied!
Pisces women:
Always make the right moves, say the right things, and create the right ambiance. You are sexually liberated and enjoy a wide range of eroticism. If his fantasies coincide with yours, the action can really get torrid! You seldom say no to anything your lover suggests. Loves soft candlelight, warm fireplaces, mystery; applies romanticism in all she does. A true romantic at heart. Favourite place: in a waterbed or hot tub. Best sex mates: Cancer, Scorpio, Capricorn, Pisces.
Pisces men:
Takes the lead in lovemaking and impatient if he doesn’t get a swift response. Indifferent to sexual restrictions, both moral and legal; prefers a partner with a tremendous sexual craving to match his own. A master at foreplay and oral sex, you should expect several orgasms orally before he gets down to the main event. Pisces men have tremendous endurance, so be prepared. Likes sex in a chair, also standing. He likes to be submissive at times. Becomes an addict to anything that will give pleasure and release. Erogenous zone: massaging and caressing his feet.
though i’ve never had sex, all the other stuff is true for me, lol
Can any body tell me how to make my own punk cloth ?
i’m not punk and i don’t like these labels but i really like their clothes and their style .
so if anyone know how to make their cloth or even the accessories like badges , knee socks , fingerless gloves or anything , plzzzzz tell me
i’m not punk and i don’t like these labels but i really like their clothes and their style .
so if anyone know how to make their cloth or even the accessories like badges , knee socks , fingerless gloves or anything , plzzzzz tell me
i don’t care about what ppl say so don’t tell me u’ll look like a poseur + in my country only few ppl know about punk
Hot-topic is the best place. But also try to be unique. Go to the Salvation Army or Goodwill and mix & match old clothes. Create your own style.
What should I wear to my school dance i am in 6th grade theme is beach party
This is my dress code:
STUDENT DRESS CODE
1.0 Appropriate school attire should meet workplace standards, should not distract from the learning environment, and should support a safe and orderly school environment. Clothes should fit appropriately and the body should be sufficiently covered so as to avoid distracting others.
2.0 Students are expected to abide by the following general guidelines:
2.1 Shirts must be fitted and long enough to naturally touch the top of the lower garment and/or be tucked in;
2.2 shirts must cover the shoulders;
2.3 all attire should be sized to fit without exposing undergarments, buttocks, stomachs or cleavage;
2.4 shorts and skirts must be fingertip length when arms are resting at sides;
2.5 shoes/sandals must be worn at all times.
3.0 Restrictions upon freedom of student dress will be imposed, at the discretion of school administration, whenever the mode of dress in question is potentially unsafe for the student or others, or is or is likely to be disruptive, distracting or cause interference with the educational environment of the school The following items or clothing are specifically prohibited except as provided in section 3.20:
3.1 Spaghetti straps, tank tops and halter tops;
3.2 transparent/mesh clothing;
3.3 make-up that makes a student unidentifiable;
3.4 exposed undergarments;
3.5 pajamas and house slippers;
3.6 shirts with revealing necklines or armholes;
Superintendent Policy Code: 5140.1
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STUDENT DRESS CODE, cont.
3.7 shirts hanging longer than the fingertips when arms are fully extended;
3.8 hats, caps, or sunglasses worn indoors;
3.9 gloves worn indoors;
3.10 hairnets, bandanas, and du-rags;
3.11 caps, athletic headbands and armbands (prohibited indoors except when the wearer is participating in a sporting event);
3.12 clothing or accessories that promote drugs, alcohol or tobacco either by brand or message;
3.13 clothing or accessories with sexually suggestive language or messages;
3.14 clothing or accessories that promote violence, criminal activity, intimidation or intolerance of others (based on religion, ethnicity, gender or lifestyle);
3.15 clothing or accessories that could readily be used as a weapon or might otherwise injure the wearer, including items with spikes or loose hanging chains;
3.16 attire, accessories or manners of grooming indicative of affiliation with a gang, secret society or disruptive group as defined in Superintendent Policy 5140.2. This includes, but is not limited to clothing, gang-related colors or numbers, bandanas, make-up, hats, emblems, trademarks, badges, insignia, logos, belt buckles, colored shoe strings, and jewelry;
3.17 trench coats and other like jackets capable of easily concealing weapons;
Administrative Procedure Code: 5140.1
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STUDENT DRESS CODE, cont.
3.18 clothing or accessories affiliated with Insane Clown Posse, including all items related to the band’s record label “Psychopathic Records” and other groups it sponsors in addition to Insane Clown Posse, including but not limited to Twiztid, Blaze, Boondox, Psychopathic Rydaz and Dark Lotus;
seriously its more like a prison than a school why dont they just have you wear a uniform that sux i feel bad for you girl kids should express there individuality but i would wear a cool tee like even plain bold color and checkered shorts, can you wear flip flops? if you can; do. can you wear any jewelry? once again if you can, do(as well as sunglasses) or hair up and a flower in your hair or maybe a flower dress or stylish dress would be cooler well that’s all i can think of good luck at your beach thing!!! Hope it Helped God Bless!!!!!
What should I wear to my school dance i am in 6th grade theme is beach party
This is my dress code:
STUDENT DRESS CODE
1.0 Appropriate school attire should meet workplace standards, should not distract from the learning environment, and should support a safe and orderly school environment. Clothes should fit appropriately and the body should be sufficiently covered so as to avoid distracting others.
2.0 Students are expected to abide by the following general guidelines:
2.1 Shirts must be fitted and long enough to naturally touch the top of the lower garment and/or be tucked in;
2.2 shirts must cover the shoulders;
2.3 all attire should be sized to fit without exposing undergarments, buttocks, stomachs or cleavage;
2.4 shorts and skirts must be fingertip length when arms are resting at sides;
2.5 shoes/sandals must be worn at all times.
3.0 Restrictions upon freedom of student dress will be imposed, at the discretion of school administration, whenever the mode of dress in question is potentially unsafe for the student or others, or is or is likely to be disruptive, distracting or cause interference with the educational environment of the school The following items or clothing are specifically prohibited except as provided in section 3.20:
3.1 Spaghetti straps, tank tops and halter tops;
3.2 transparent/mesh clothing;
3.3 make-up that makes a student unidentifiable;
3.4 exposed undergarments;
3.5 pajamas and house slippers;
3.6 shirts with revealing necklines or armholes;
Superintendent Policy Code: 5140.1
Page 2 of 4
STUDENT DRESS CODE, cont.
3.7 shirts hanging longer than the fingertips when arms are fully extended;
3.8 hats, caps, or sunglasses worn indoors;
3.9 gloves worn indoors;
3.10 hairnets, bandanas, and du-rags;
3.11 caps, athletic headbands and armbands (prohibited indoors except when the wearer is participating in a sporting event);
3.12 clothing or accessories that promote drugs, alcohol or tobacco either by brand or message;
3.13 clothing or accessories with sexually suggestive language or messages;
3.14 clothing or accessories that promote violence, criminal activity, intimidation or intolerance of others (based on religion, ethnicity, gender or lifestyle);
3.15 clothing or accessories that could readily be used as a weapon or might otherwise injure the wearer, including items with spikes or loose hanging chains;
3.16 attire, accessories or manners of grooming indicative of affiliation with a gang, secret society or disruptive group as defined in Superintendent Policy 5140.2. This includes, but is not limited to clothing, gang-related colors or numbers, bandanas, make-up, hats, emblems, trademarks, badges, insignia, logos, belt buckles, colored shoe strings, and jewelry;
3.17 trench coats and other like jackets capable of easily concealing weapons;
Administrative Procedure Code: 5140.1
Page 3 of 4
STUDENT DRESS CODE, cont.
3.18 clothing or accessories affiliated with Insane Clown Posse, including all items related to the band’s record label “Psychopathic Records” and other groups it sponsors in addition to Insane Clown Posse, including but not limited to Twiztid, Blaze, Boondox, Psychopathic Rydaz and Dark Lotus;
seriously its more like a prison than a school why dont they just have you wear a uniform that sux i feel bad for you girl kids should express there individuality but i would wear a cool tee like even plain bold color and checkered shorts, can you wear flip flops? if you can; do. can you wear any jewelry? once again if you can, do(as well as sunglasses) or hair up and a flower in your hair or maybe a flower dress or stylish dress would be cooler well that’s all i can think of good luck at your beach thing!!! Hope it Helped God Bless!!!!!
Rodney and Jessica were in a costume shop, browsing the racks of witches’ masks and zombie suits.
"Hey, here’s a good one!" Jessica called, holding a grotesque mask in front of her face to show Rodney.
"Ew, gross, it looks like my grandma, but with more hair," Rodney said, making a face.
Jessica sighed and put the mask back.
"You just can’t be happy, can you?" she asked.
"Hey, it’s your mask. Go as whatever you want, don’t let me decide," he responded. He was walking away from her now, looking left and right at the full-body costumes hanging from the shelves.
"Whatever," Jessica said, and walked the other way, towards the scary props section to check out some bloody plastic sickles.
Rodney walked down the hall slowly, looking like a ten-year-old faced with a candy buffet. He walked past the cloaks, robes, hoods, lions, other various animals, famous movie characters, and assorted random people, such as ninjas and pirates. A particularly gruesome thing caught his eye in the corner, an ugly green troll. Upon closer inspection, however, he found that the suit was very low-quality. He wouldn’t be scaring anybody wearing that thing. He poked the troll’s big ugly nose, and the whole thing fell over. It had been sitting on a box, he saw, and something was poking out of it. Curious, he opened the box and pulled out the contents.
It was some kind of death suit, as far as he could tell. The main body was a black cloak, and a black hood was pulled up over a hideous skull. The skull was deformed and misshapen, but that somehow added to the frightening effect. He reached his hand out to touch it, and found it rubbery and cold. Tentatively, he put it on, hiding his face behind the mask and under the hood, slipping his arms into skeleton-gloves that looked real. He picked up a metallic scythe, also in the box, and held it in what he thought was a menacing position. He peered into a mirror at the end of the aisle and jumped a little at his reflection. He honestly looked like the messenger of death, eyes black pieces of burnt coal, nose just two slits in his skinless face. He took the costume off and searched for his sister. He found her back in the masks section, looking again at witches.
"Hey. Ready to go?" he asked, startling her a little. She almost dropped the hag’s mask she had been about to put on.
"Just a sec," she said, and slipped on the mask. Rodney looked at her carefully, studying. It was a pretty good mask; fairly realistic, creepily scary, and it would go great with the small crooked sickle she had also picked out.
"Looks great, now let’s go," he said.
"Really?" she asked, taking the mask off. "Great. Thanks."
They carried their items to the checkout line, where they waited behind a stout old man who was buying candy, supposedly for trick-or-treaters but most likely for himself. When the large man had finished, Jessica placed her scythe and mask on the counter. The clerk ran her scanner over the bar codes of each, and the total came up to almost twenty dollars.
"A bit expensive, isn’t it?" Jessica asked, handing the clerk the money.
"The best," the clerk replied. "Worth every penny."
"Would you still say that if you didn’t work here?" Jessica asked, smiling as she took her small bag of stuff.
The clerk smiled back a little, and gestured to Rodney.
Rodney placed the costume and scythe on the counter and watched as the clerk searched them for price tags. Unable to find any, he called on the intercom:
"Price check for…" He looked at the face and scythe. "Grim Reaper costume and scythe accessory, please."
A few seconds later, a reply came. "Grim Reaper plus scythe? $19.95."
"Okay, thank you," the clerk said, and rang up the total. Rodney paid, but couldn’t help feeling that he was being charged for the wrong item. He had seen a Grim Reaper costume earlier, and it had looked a lot cheesier and probably cost a lot less. The scythe, too. You could barely tell this one was plastic.
"Thank you," Rodney said, and he and Jessica walked out into the parking lot.
"Are you ready yet?" Jessica called up the stairs impatiently.
"Just a minute!" Rodney called back, his voice slightly muffled by the death mask he wore. He studied himself in the mirror. He looked scary, all right. Very scary.
He walked downstairs, showing Jessica his costume for the first time. She made a face, much like the one he had given her when she had shown him the witch’s mask that looked like his grandma.
"Ew, it’s disgusting," she said, looking sick. Then she laughed. "It’s great! It looks real, too. I bet you’ll win the costume contest, if there is one."
"You think?" he asked, voice still muffled a little. She would never tell him this, but she felt better when he spoke. She felt better knowing that under the horrible costume, it was still her brother.
"Definitely," she responded confidently. "Now let’s go or we’ll be late," she said, and they got into the car and drove away.
There was no costume contest at the party
lol, no costume contest.
it’s good.
Rodney and Jessica were in a costume shop, browsing the racks of witches’ masks and zombie suits.
"Hey, here’s a good one!" Jessica called, holding a grotesque mask in front of her face to show Rodney.
"Ew, gross, it looks like my grandma, but with more hair," Rodney said, making a face.
Jessica sighed and put the mask back.
"You just can’t be happy, can you?" she asked.
"Hey, it’s your mask. Go as whatever you want, don’t let me decide," he responded. He was walking away from her now, looking left and right at the full-body costumes hanging from the shelves.
"Whatever," Jessica said, and walked the other way, towards the scary props section to check out some bloody plastic sickles.
Rodney walked down the hall slowly, looking like a ten-year-old faced with a candy buffet. He walked past the cloaks, robes, hoods, lions, other various animals, famous movie characters, and assorted random people, such as ninjas and pirates. A particularly gruesome thing caught his eye in the corner, an ugly green troll. Upon closer inspection, however, he found that the suit was very low-quality. He wouldn’t be scaring anybody wearing that thing. He poked the troll’s big ugly nose, and the whole thing fell over. It had been sitting on a box, he saw, and something was poking out of it. Curious, he opened the box and pulled out the contents.
It was some kind of death suit, as far as he could tell. The main body was a black cloak, and a black hood was pulled up over a hideous skull. The skull was deformed and misshapen, but that somehow added to the frightening effect. He reached his hand out to touch it, and found it rubbery and cold. Tentatively, he put it on, hiding his face behind the mask and under the hood, slipping his arms into skeleton-gloves that looked real. He picked up a metallic scythe, also in the box, and held it in what he thought was a menacing position. He peered into a mirror at the end of the aisle and jumped a little at his reflection. He honestly looked like the messenger of death, eyes black pieces of burnt coal, nose just two slits in his skinless face. He took the costume off and searched for his sister. He found her back in the masks section, looking again at witches.
"Hey. Ready to go?" he asked, startling her a little. She almost dropped the hag’s mask she had been about to put on.
"Just a sec," she said, and slipped on the mask. Rodney looked at her carefully, studying. It was a pretty good mask; fairly realistic, creepily scary, and it would go great with the small crooked sickle she had also picked out.
"Looks great, now let’s go," he said.
"Really?" she asked, taking the mask off. "Great. Thanks."
They carried their items to the checkout line, where they waited behind a stout old man who was buying candy, supposedly for trick-or-treaters but most likely for himself. When the large man had finished, Jessica placed her scythe and mask on the counter. The clerk ran her scanner over the bar codes of each, and the total came up to almost twenty dollars.
"A bit expensive, isn’t it?" Jessica asked, handing the clerk the money.
"The best," the clerk replied. "Worth every penny."
"Would you still say that if you didn’t work here?" Jessica asked, smiling as she took her small bag of stuff.
The clerk smiled back a little, and gestured to Rodney.
Rodney placed the costume and scythe on the counter and watched as the clerk searched them for price tags. Unable to find any, he called on the intercom:
"Price check for…" He looked at the face and scythe. "Grim Reaper costume and scythe accessory, please."
A few seconds later, a reply came. "Grim Reaper plus scythe? $19.95."
"Okay, thank you," the clerk said, and rang up the total. Rodney paid, but couldn’t help feeling that he was being charged for the wrong item. He had seen a Grim Reaper costume earlier, and it had looked a lot cheesier and probably cost a lot less. The scythe, too. You could barely tell this one was plastic.
"Thank you," Rodney said, and he and Jessica walked out into the parking lot.
"Are you ready yet?" Jessica called up the stairs impatiently.
"Just a minute!" Rodney called back, his voice slightly muffled by the death mask he wore. He studied himself in the mirror. He looked scary, all right. Very scary.
He walked downstairs, showing Jessica his costume for the first time. She made a face, much like the one he had given her when she had shown him the witch’s mask that looked like his grandma.
"Ew, it’s disgusting," she said, looking sick. Then she laughed. "It’s great! It looks real, too. I bet you’ll win the costume contest, if there is one."
"You think?" he asked, voice still muffled a little. She would never tell him this, but she felt better when he spoke. She felt better knowing that under the horrible costume, it was still her brother.
"Definitely," she responded confidently. "Now let’s go or we’ll be late," she said, and they got into the car and drove away.
There was no costume contest at the party
lol, no costume contest.
it’s good.
Rodney and Jessica were in a costume shop, browsing the racks of witches’ masks and zombie suits.
"Hey, here’s a good one!" Jessica called, holding a grotesque mask in front of her face to show Rodney.
"Ew, gross, it looks like my grandma, but with more hair," Rodney said, making a face.
Jessica sighed and put the mask back.
"You just can’t be happy, can you?" she asked.
"Hey, it’s your mask. Go as whatever you want, don’t let me decide," he responded. He was walking away from her now, looking left and right at the full-body costumes hanging from the shelves.
"Whatever," Jessica said, and walked the other way, towards the scary props section to check out some bloody plastic sickles.
Rodney walked down the hall slowly, looking like a ten-year-old faced with a candy buffet. He walked past the cloaks, robes, hoods, lions, other various animals, famous movie characters, and assorted random people, such as ninjas and pirates. A particularly gruesome thing caught his eye in the corner, an ugly green troll. Upon closer inspection, however, he found that the suit was very low-quality. He wouldn’t be scaring anybody wearing that thing. He poked the troll’s big ugly nose, and the whole thing fell over. It had been sitting on a box, he saw, and something was poking out of it. Curious, he opened the box and pulled out the contents.
It was some kind of death suit, as far as he could tell. The main body was a black cloak, and a black hood was pulled up over a hideous skull. The skull was deformed and misshapen, but that somehow added to the frightening effect. He reached his hand out to touch it, and found it rubbery and cold. Tentatively, he put it on, hiding his face behind the mask and under the hood, slipping his arms into skeleton-gloves that looked real. He picked up a metallic scythe, also in the box, and held it in what he thought was a menacing position. He peered into a mirror at the end of the aisle and jumped a little at his reflection. He honestly looked like the messenger of death, eyes black pieces of burnt coal, nose just two slits in his skinless face. He took the costume off and searched for his sister. He found her back in the masks section, looking again at witches.
"Hey. Ready to go?" he asked, startling her a little. She almost dropped the hag’s mask she had been about to put on.
"Just a sec," she said, and slipped on the mask. Rodney looked at her carefully, studying. It was a pretty good mask; fairly realistic, creepily scary, and it would go great with the small crooked sickle she had also picked out.
"Looks great, now let’s go," he said.
"Really?" she asked, taking the mask off. "Great. Thanks."
They carried their items to the checkout line, where they waited behind a stout old man who was buying candy, supposedly for trick-or-treaters but most likely for himself. When the large man had finished, Jessica placed her scythe and mask on the counter. The clerk ran her scanner over the bar codes of each, and the total came up to almost twenty dollars.
"A bit expensive, isn’t it?" Jessica asked, handing the clerk the money.
"The best," the clerk replied. "Worth every penny."
"Would you still say that if you didn’t work here?" Jessica asked, smiling as she took her small bag of stuff.
The clerk smiled back a little, and gestured to Rodney.
Rodney placed the costume and scythe on the counter and watched as the clerk searched them for price tags. Unable to find any, he called on the intercom:
"Price check for…" He looked at the face and scythe. "Grim Reaper costume and scythe accessory, please."
A few seconds later, a reply came. "Grim Reaper plus scythe? $19.95."
"Okay, thank you," the clerk said, and rang up the total. Rodney paid, but couldn’t help feeling that he was being charged for the wrong item. He had seen a Grim Reaper costume earlier, and it had looked a lot cheesier and probably cost a lot less. The scythe, too. You could barely tell this one was plastic.
"Thank you," Rodney said, and he and Jessica walked out into the parking lot.
"Are you ready yet?" Jessica called up the stairs impatiently.
"Just a minute!" Rodney called back, his voice slightly muffled by the death mask he wore. He studied himself in the mirror. He looked scary, all right. Very scary.
He walked downstairs, showing Jessica his costume for the first time. She made a face, much like the one he had given her when she had shown him the witch’s mask that looked like his grandma.
"Ew, it’s disgusting," she said, looking sick. Then she laughed. "It’s great! It looks real, too. I bet you’ll win the costume contest, if there is one."
"You think?" he asked, voice still muffled a little. She would never tell him this, but she felt better when he spoke. She felt better knowing that under the horrible costume, it was still her brother.
"Definitely," she responded confidently. "Now let’s go or we’ll be late," she said, and they got into the car and drove away.
There was no costume contest at the party, but they still had a great time. Bowls of candy corn were laid out on a table, and Rodney was thoroughly enjoying the terrified looks people gave him when they first saw him. After the real fear, though, there was just an apprehensive curiosity about the person behind the mask. When they found out that it was just Rodney, they often laughed and smiled.
At one point in the party, Rodney went over to get some candy corn. He got there just in time to see the last of it taken by a rather skinny, nerdy-looking guy. He walked up to the skinny guy.
"Hey, do you know if there’s anymore of that candy corn anywhere?" he asked, hopeful.
The skinny guy jumped when he saw Rodney, and replied carefully, thoughtfully chewing his candy corn.
"I don’t think so, man. Sorry," he said, through a mouth of orange, white, and yellow.
Rodney opened his mouth to say that it was okay, but instead he uttered a low grunt and punched the skinny guy in the stomach. Hard.
The skinny guy bent over in pain, candy corn spilling from his mouth, groaning a little as he fell to the floor, clutching his stomach.
Rodney backed away, horrified. He hadn’t meant to hit him; he never would have. Why had his gloved arm suddenly plunged itself deep into the skinny guy’s stomach?
People were turning to look now, eyes wide and mouths open, and Jessica broke free from the crowd.
"Rodney! What’s the matter with you?" she asked, anger flashing in his eyes. "Why would you do that?"
"I don’t know," Rodney said, fearfully and truthfully. "I…don’t feel good, can we go?"
She groaned. "I don’t know why you chose to goof this up, Rodney." She turned towards the gathering crowd. "Everyone!" she shouted. "Sorry about my brother! He’s feeling a little sick. We’re going to go now; sorry for the inconvenience." She leaned in towards the skinny guy, still holding his stomach on the floor. "I’m especially sorry for you," she said, meaning it.
Rodney and Jessica walked out of the party, seriously doubting that they would be invited back next year.
"Why did you do that?" Jessica asked again.
"I don’t know," Rodney replied again.
"There has to be a reason. Why did you do that?"
"Fine, you want the truth? I’ll give you the truth. The costume did it, okay? That horrible death costume. Happy now?" he said loudly.
"Come on, don’t be stupid. It’s just a costume, you can’t blame your stupid actions on it."
"You asked why, I answered. If you don’t believe me, that’s your problem, not mine. You remember how there were no price tags on it? I don’t think this thing was manufactured for Store-O-Horror, Jess."
"You’re just being stupid and irresponsible."
Wow, Rodney thought. Three stupids in a row. New record.
"Believe what you want, I’m not wearing that thing again. I’m probably not going trick-or-treating tomorrow either."
"You have to go! It’s a tradition!"
"Yeah, well, too bad," Rodney said, feeling sorry for his sister but not wanting to put on that costume again. "I’ll catch up with you, if I’m up to it," he said, but didn’t expect to feel up to it.
"Okay," she said, looking depressed.
That night Rodney dreamt about the costume. He dreamt it was coming for him, floating out of the darkness, coming towards him with the large scythe in its hands. Rodney tried to run, but had nowhere to go. He stood there, immobile, as the horrid thing swung its scythe towards his neck. He woke up on the verge of screaming, but somehow held it back, then had to struggle with it again as he looked towards his closet and saw the costume staring back at him with its charcoal eyes and gaping mouth.
"Okay, I’m going now. Last chance to come," Jessica said, standing at the door with an empty bag in one hand and her sickle in the other, her hag’s mask on her face.
"Thanks, but I’ll probably just stay home. Like I said, I’ll catch up with you if I feel like it," he said, trying to smile at her reassuringly.
"Okay," she said, looking put out as she walked out the door and closed it behind her.
Rodney sat on the couch, watching TV, a scary movie marathon.
What was that? Was that a noise from upstairs?
No, he reasoned, just the scary movies playing tricks with my senses, he thought.
But there it is again…
"Trick-or-treat!" they yelled, holding out their empty bags. Mrs. Kramer came to the door, a bowl of chocolates tucked under one arm.
"Well now, let’s see what we’ve got here. Hm…An alien, a pirate, a ghost, and two witches. In other words, Billy, Andy, Larry, Jessica and Beth," she said, pointing to each one as she spoke. "You’re getting older," she said, as though suggesting that they were too old to trick-or-treat. "Where’s your brother tonight, Jessica?" she asked, handing out pieces of candy to the trick-or-treaters.
"He’s home sick, Mrs. Kramer," she replied.
"Oh, well that’s a shame. Tell him to get better for me!" she called as they walked away.
"Will do, Mrs. Kramer!" Jessica called back, waving.
At the next house, it was more or less the same thing, only with Mr. Rockwell instead of Mrs. Kramer at the door.
"Let’s see…We’ve got a pirate, a witch, a ghost, another witch, a bug, and good old Death himself," he said, pointing to each individually. With a start, Jessica whirled around and saw her brother standing there in his costume.
"Hey, Rodney. Feeling better?" she asked.
He said nothing.
"Not very talkative tonight, are you, Rodney?" Mr. Rockwell asked, handing out candy to each of them. He stopped when he got to Rodney, who apparently had no trick-or-treat bag. "Hey, where are you keeping your candy, boy? In your pants?" he asked good-naturedly.
Rodney said nothing.
"Oh well, I guess you’re not feeling much better after all. Maybe you’d be better off inside, getting lots of rest," he said, and shut the door.
They walked down the road, a strange procession of a pirate, an alien/bug, a ghost, two witches, and Death.
"What’s up, Rodney?" the ghost, Larry, asked. "You’re not in the mood for candy tonight?"
Rodney raised his scythe back over his head threateningly.
Larry laughed nervously. "Haha, well, try not to hurt yourself."
His expression changed from concern to worry to fear to out right terror in the space of a few seconds as Rodney swung his scythe with all his might. The blade connected with Larry’s throat, cutting through his vocal cords and spinal cord, spilling blood across the pavement and scythe blade. Jessica and Beth screamed, Billy and Andy looking on in open-mouthed silent horror as Larry’s head hit the cement with a wet smack.
"Rodney!" Billy screamed, backing away. Rodney turned from Larry’s decapitated body to Billy. He advanced, holding the scythe high above his head.
"Hey, come on, man, this isn’t funny!" he shouted, his last words as the scythe came slashing through his body, cutting it vertically in half. Well, almost. The blade got stuck about halfway through the cut, and Rodney had to place a foot on Billy’s waist to yank the scythe out. Billy was making funny gurgling sounds as his blood spewed out onto the sidewalk and grass. Beth grabbed Jessica’s hand and ran away, but Andy was paralyzed with fear. Rodney walked towards him, slowly, casually.
"What’s wrong with you?" Andy asked, and Rodney slashed through him horizontally, sending his torso crashing to the ground on top of his legs.
"You’re not you," Andy’s upper half croaked, his last words before he slipped into the sweet relief of death.
Jessica and Beth burst into the house. They were greeted with a grisly scene: pieces of Rodney were strewn about the living room, blood coating the walls, the furniture, the floor, even the ceiling. A meaty chunk of flesh slid sickly down the wall.
"But…" Jessica breathed. "We just saw Rodney…Didn’t we?"
The living room door flew open, letting in a gust of wind and good old Death himself, bloody scythe in his hands.
Jessica cast a glance to the ground, and realized with no real surprise that there were no feet there. The costume was floating.
Beth turned towards Jessica as the thing slowly advanced, stepping through the puddles of Rodney’s blood.
"You or me," she said softly, and pushed Jessica towards the thing while running in the opposite direction, towards the back door. She heard a sickening squelching noise and opened the door in a hurry, escaping out into the cool black night.
Death, like a shadow, was never far behind, and caught up with her eventually.
It now lies dormant, waiting for one so foolish as to awaken it. You should look for it at your local costume shop.
soz its so long
hello again
for you that are wunderin
this was a mixed thing i made parts of it up and some bits i took from other stories you can find on the internet and your local library
That’s one Hell of a story. I liked it (evil grin)