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 Where I grew up, the night before Halloween was mischief night. Kids went out and, well, caused mischief. I did it when I was younger, with my brothers and his friends. Guys sure know how to be wicked and sneaky. Man, playing manhunt and laser tag way back in the day was killer with guys. I learned so quickly to blend in with the shadows and think on a whole different level. Just imagine a little girl frantically and cautiously running around in the dark among figures twice her size... Anyway, on mischief night, there was some egging, some water ballooning, some silly stringing, but mostly toilet papering. The key was to be quick and quiet about it. TP'd that house? Good, go, next! Got that mailbox? Got that tree? Move, move, move! There was something so incredibly satisfying about doing all of this. We were causing trouble without getting caught! Everyone was sound asleep except for the light footfalls of us kids. For one night, we ruled the streets, the night, the world. For one night, the adults weren't in charge. For one night, we were invincible. No one could stop us. And I loved it. |
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Hi, my name is Amy. Be well, and say hello!
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I have never heard of this. Where I'm from that's the kind of stuff that usually happens on Halloween night.