“Oh, what a scary costume,” the woman said, pretending to tremble. “You sure look real. I recognize fear.” She put some candy in fear’s bag. “Now, on your way, fear. I think some of my neighbors may recognize you, too. Have fun!” And she closed the door.
A moment later the bell sounded again. As the door opened a person dressed as anger shouted, “Aaauuuggghhhhh! I’m angry – at you, them, and all the injustices piled upon me. Now give me some candy or I’ll make you angry, too!”
“Wow,” said the woman with big eyes. “I know a thing or two about anger, and you play the part well.” She deposited candy into angry’s bag. “I’ve seen a few other people with the same costume tonight,” she said. “I can’t wait to see your disguise next year!” And she closed the door.
A bit later the woman’s doorbell rang again. She opened the door to find her third visitor. “Boo-hoo-hoo,” cried the sullen masked individual at her step. “I’m sadness. And I signify all the disappointments you experience. Isn’t life miserable?”
The woman let out a big laugh. “Oh my!” she said. “You seem so genuine!” She dropped candy into sadness’s bag. “Now don’t stay out too late tonight, sweetie. Tomorrow’s another big day,” she said with a smile.
As she closed the door, she looked out the window. “Look at all the craziness out there,” she thought to herself.
She turned to walk back to her chair. As she did, the mirror on the wall caught her image. She stopped and looked at herself. And liked what she saw.
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