It’s somehow that time of the year already, theres a crispness in the air, a darkening of the nights and the leaves are turning that gorgeous auburn colour. Autumn is finally here. We have, for once, actually had a pretty decent summer. We have had continuous sunshine, and almost, very almost, forgot what rain felt like.
Until now of course, in England, you will never be too far away from the greying skies and muddy puddles on the ground. But in Autumn, it not quite as bad.
Im finally feeling the excitement for the last few months of the year. Halloween is fast approaching, and even if it is not something you usually celebrate, you cannot deny over the years the celebration has gotten bigger and bigger.I love halloween, but I love the colourful, happy side. I love carving pumpkins, watching light-hearted films such as Hocus Pocus and the Nightmare Before Christmas and seeing the all the children dress up in the cutest of outfits going door to door trick or treating. I do not have a problem with it in the slightest, in fact, I welcome the celebration, when it is done light-heartedly. I do however, have a problem when it comes to the other side of halloween.
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