Tricking for Treats

Halloween...a time that has always been significant to me.

The veil between worlds is thinning...it's a time of quiet reflection. It is the ending of the Witches' wheel, & also the beginning. Samhain is more than just dressing up & getting candy.

One Halloween long ago, whilst I was still living in New Orleans, I found myself invited to a friend's party. Now, y'all know how we do it in NOLA🤣 My homeboy's place was lit with people in costume, all enjoying the strippers he'd hired. Guys & girls alike, all getting lap dances from these girls.

The females who were stripping were all dolled out in the sexiest things that could pass for Halloween costumes🤣with the bare minimal effort at horror gore makeup.

Now, unlike me, my homeboy actually likes white girls too...& made sure at least three of the strippers were white. There was an assortment of chocolate & hispanic beauties, along with an asian girl & a Russian femme. I looked at the smile on my homeboy's face when I walked thru the door into his world of "horror" & just knew he planned on going hard that night, & he expected all of the homies to as well. If he was going hard, we all were.

But of course me...I wanted to chill. I was already high as fuck; I remember I was lucky enough to get my hands on some real fire ass dro. Shit, I smoked me some of that good shit whilst I was getting my so called costume together🤣I was supposed to be Vlad Dracul...yep...I even found the perfect puffy shirt from the Salvation Army Thrift store at the time, perfect for Prince Vlad. I'd bought a pair of white contacts at the beauty supply store after I asked this chic I knew where she bought her colored eyes from🤣 After punching me on the arm she brought me🤣 Whilst there, I found more black eyeliner...Yep...I was into the guyliner hard back then...I still rock it every now & then...old habits die hard...if they truly die at all...

I found a tube of fake blood too🤣Perfect...I had everything I needed once I bought the white lens. I had the fangs in my mouth already.

I remember smoking more of the dro on my way to his crib. I wasn't ready when he opened the door...nothing but ass 🤣 I was like,'Mayne...what y'all doing like that up in here mayne' Shit was crazy.

One thing u do NOT do is set a monster like I was back then loose in a scenery like that...Of course I was on some bullshit, in love with the one, yet this was after she left me. I was sick with want; I wanted her. I needed her. I was sleeping with other females by that point but no one I wanted to lock. I didn't want to be alone on All Hallow's Eve so I went over to my homeboy's party. I wasn't ready.

As soon as he walked away they were on me... it felt like hands were touching me from every direction. My homeboy spent a mint on the decorations, lighting, & sound system...every thing was lit. The entire place was lit in blacklight...uv...that shit just weirded me the fuck out, for real. The way I must have looked... I found me a seat after another homie handed me a cup. I don't drink beer so I wasn't feeling it.

I was high; I had a nice head going after eliminating out the strobe of the lights & the loud people & music. I found my way outside figuring I'd light up a Camel. I hadn't taken two good hits off that bitch before this chic caught my eye. She was wearing an Elvira dress & she had the boobs to fill it🤣 At first I thought she was one of the strippers but I later found out she was just a party goer likest me.

She complimented my costume, saying I really could pull it off. When she came closer to me I got a real good gander at those beautiful ta-tas of hers. She was a beautiful medium brown skinned beauty & I just had to compliment her back. We got to talking, asking which friend of a friend we had in common & whatnot. She was sipping on something in a flask & offered me a drink. I figured it had to be better than beer & took a sip to find some gin & blood orange juice.

Ole girl then took out a fat joint she'd been hiding in that bosom of hers....them damned bosom joints tho🤣always means trouble🤣 She lit it up & took a few puffs then passed it to me. Of course I hit it, wanting to see what it was about. Turned out to be some real high grade shit that make ur body just come to life down there if u know what I mean. Ms. Elvira hadn't come to play.

There were a few people rambling near us but it felt like it was just the two of us. We decided to take a walk down the street, checking out the Halloween decorations we saw. Ms. Elvira was pretty cool; she had a great smile & gorgeous legs peeking out from that dangerous slit in her dress. I caught her checking me & found myself checking that back.

Ms. Elvira asked if I'd like to hang with her at her place; said her roommate was still at the party & we could be alone together. Like a fool, I agreed. When we got to her place, one thing led to another & let's just say I made that Elvira dress vanish & found out if those boobs were real🤣

The cold part about it was after we had sex & I went to the bathroom...I was planning on smashing that again so I'd left my clothes where they were. I walked back out & ole girl had my wallet & was like 'u know u have to pay me right?' I guess I must have looked at her crazy like but I let her take her fee. I was like wow...she could have told me she wanted money from the get. I decided not to smash again🤣🤣(Don't worry...I used condoms)

That same night I found myself walking to my door with the feeling of a presence around me. I was still tripping over the fact that I had to pay ole girl for sex that I wasn't paying attention to the signs around me. It grew deathly quiet, which was strange for New Orleans. As I was inserting my key into the doorlock, a sudden chill spread over me then thru me, chilling me to my core. It felt as if a hand, a cold ass hand was grabbing mine.

Not wanting to panic & scare whatever it was away, I stayed calmed & allowed myself to feel the coldness of the hand. I tried to pick up on any type of fiber I could that would let me know what was happening here, be it malevolent or benevolent. Shit like this has always excited me.

So there I stood, looking at this ghastly hand gripping mine, then take on a shape. A black mass appeared before me & I must say then I got nervous bcuz it was pitch. I'd had experiences with dark masses before, once while having the flu. To this day I'll always believe it healed me. But the mass before me hadn't come to heal.

I must have just been standing there for a while, peering into the darkness of the shape. I was looking so hard, so intensely I could make out features. This was a feminine energy before me, & she was pissed off. I began to see parts of a face & upper torso, along with what could have been a shawl or shroud, maybe even dress. Her hair was like running rivulets of black mercury, & her mouth was contorted in anger.

There was nothing I could think of doing but just stay there & take her fury. This entity did something to me; it felt as if she hit me hard in the chest. I actually recoiled from the blow & she was gone. I could hear again all of the sounds of night time in New Orleans. On my hand was a fresh scratch.

When I got inside I took off my shirt & lo and behold, right in the middle of my chest was a reddening. I was amazed. That was one Halloween to remember.