October 31-st. The beginning of a very Halloweenish day.
Costume - check. Since I want to be a singer, but can't tell singing from howling, my parents decided to buy me gold and shining "singer"-costume. THis is as close as I will ever get.
Make-up - check. It's all shiny to go with the costume. It's a shame I won't be able to use my black lipstick, because Halloween is the only day I can put it on without crazy whispers around me. So I have a reputation of a sweet little shy girl. Can't I be a Goth for one day?
Costume jewellery - check The shiniest necklace and bracelets I could find. Three shiny rings. Long shiny earrings. What can I say? It's my time to shine.
Attitude - check. I'll try to have fun. I mean, Halloween - once a year. Great holiday. Spooky. Creepy. Very Addams'. Which means grand.

P.S.All I wanted was to be a vampire, or a witch, in all black, with dark lipstick (or better yet crimson red), in dark clothes, with dark nail polish (or better yet bloody red), and my hair being a mess (it's a mess anyways). All I wanted was to be somebody who doesn't give a damn about what others think, but I failed. I am a victim of peer pressure. I was pressured into being something I'm not (here comes confessing). I'm a horrible singer, and I want you to know, that I can deal with that. (gosh, so dramatic). I'm getting ready to have major kick-ass Halloween. Are you with me?

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