Chapter 10: A Better Attitude...

When Momma and Margie were done cariving, they brought me inside the house and put me on the kitchen table. Mother began emptying bags of candy into a bowl and Margie went upstairs to change.
A few minutes later Margie came down the steps in her costume- it was a princess outfit that didn't quite fit.

"I don't like my costume," she complained, "I looked scarier when Mr. Pumpkin drew on me!"
"Honey, you know pumpkins don't draw." replied mom, "I think you look great!"
"Well this pumpkin draws, and I want him to do it again."
'Yeah, kid, you tell her!' I thought to myself knowing what a great artist I was...
Just then, the phone rang and mother left the room. I guess because I was feeling good about myself, I whispered to the kid,
"Hey kid, come over here and bring the marker with you."
Margie ran to the table, grabbed the marker, and gave it to me. I held it with my stem and made her look really scary again.
When I was done, Margie was so happy she gave me another big disgusting kiss. In a way, I was beginning to like this kid, I can't really explain why though.
Mother came back into the room and said, "Margie if you draw on yourself one more time there will be no trick-or-treating for you!"

"I didn't do it, the pumpkin did!" laughed Margie, "Can I keep it mom, please?
"Oh, Margie, sighed Mother, "I suppose so. It is pretty scary."
Later that evening, they put me on the porch with a candle inside me. The fire from the candle warmed my insides like a mug of hot chocolate and I felt happy. A group of kids with bags came up to the door, and like a dragon I flickered and shot fire out of my mean eyes. I could see the kids were scared and I liked it. This Halloween thing wasn't turning out so bad after all. I spent the whole night scaring kids and I even got to eat candy. I was feeling proud as I finally realized that being a pumpkin on Halloween is a very important job.