October 29th 1986
Tomorrow I’m going to the haunted forest with Spencer. Last I went to it. At the beginning (there was) a man with a chainsaw going. He put it to my leg. And then ran for a little bit. I was ahead of all the people. Then I looked, and smiled.
October 30th 1986
My brother has the flu. He got it yesterday.
October 31st 1986
Today is Halloween. I am going to stay up all night and (see) if someone tries to smash our pumpkins, I am going to throw (something) at them.
Backstory: As stated previously I really hated when pumpkins got smashed. So I remember staying up late and looking through the window, waiting to catch a pumpkin smasher in the act. My teachers response is telling “Apparently you fell asleep, they were all over the street”. However I also remember that this was one of my fathers best “dad” moments because I got really sad about all my pumpkins being destroyed and he explained to me that pumpkins like to be destroyed, that that is the spirit of halloween, and that it is better for a pumpkin to be smashed in the street in a moment of glee than lay to rot in a pile in the garbage.