It was Lala’s very first Halloween, and excitement buzzed through the air like magic. The streets were alive with laughter, glowing pumpkins, and children dressed in spooky costumes. Lala had never seen anything like it before. Her dad smiled warmly as he helped her get ready—carefully painting her face and putting on a tiny witch hat that wobbled adorably every time she moved.
“Ready, my little witch?” Dad asked playfully. Lala nodded eagerly, clutching her pumpkin-shaped candy bucket. They stepped outside into a world painted in orange and black. Houses were decorated with spider webs, flickering lanterns, and friendly ghosts that swayed in the cool autumn breeze.
Everywhere they went, people greeted them with smiles and cheerful “Trick or Treat!” Lala watched other kids laugh and run from house to house, collecting candies and chocolates. At first, she was shy—unsure how to join in—but her dad gently encouraged her, kneeling down to whisper, “Go on, sweetheart. Say the magic words.”
Her soft voice trembled at first, but when she said, “Trick or Treat!” and the kind neighbor dropped candy into her bucket, her eyes sparkled with pure joy. From that moment, Lala’s laughter filled the night. She danced along the sidewalk, her costume twirling under the moonlight while Dad took pictures, his heart melting with pride.
Later, they sat on a park bench, sharing a little candy and watching fireworks light up the sky. Dad wrapped his arm around her to keep her warm, and Lala leaned into his shoulder, whispering, “This is the best day ever.”
For Dad, it wasn’t just about Halloween—it was about creating a memory they would both cherish forever. As they walked home, Lala’s candy bucket full and her heart fuller, she smiled and said, “Next year, I want us to dress the same!” Dad laughed softly, already looking forward to their next Halloween adventure together.
It was a night of laughter, love, and new traditions—a magical beginning to many more celebrations to come.
