Maanawa, 9It’s cold and spooky with the trees rustling on Halloween night and creepy laughing from the trick-or-treaters. I hear my footsteps on the ground in the park with the gate pounding on the fence. I look down in the park with my cousins, lollies in my bag. “Whoooh”, moans the creepy wind with the skeleton sound, “Jiggle, jiggle.” Every year we do cool things on that very night. My favourite outdoor spot is the park at Halloween.