Trick or Treat

All week I’ve been hatching the best plots to avoid the trick or treaters, ranging from sitting in with the lights off and the curtains shut, to staying upstairs where I can’t be seen.

However, when it came to it, I heard a group of young children in the street, complete with an adult who I knew to be the lady from three doors down. I therefore decided that I would answer the door and give the children something as it’d be a good way of keeping in contact with the neighbours, very few of whom I know.

When they got level with my house, I distinctly heard the lady saying “No, don’t do the blind lady.” One of the children said they wanted to but the woman was having none of it.

I just felt so sad that I handled it all wrong. I should have gone out and spoken to the children and given them their treat. But instead, I cried. I’ve lived here for 18 months and still the neighbours are afraid to approach me. I wouldn’t mind, but I talk to those children regularly when I see them in the street and I wonder if they’ll be so keen to talk to me in the future.


About Mel Griffiths

I live and work in Nottingham, England and am blind. This blog is often centred around things that happen to me because of being blind. This is my space to write and sometimes people will disagree with what I write, but its the one place I have in which to be frank and honest. I also like to reflect on the funnier side of life from time to time.
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One Response to Trick or Treat

  1. hugs
    hugs, that’s awful of the mum to do that, i hope the kids do still talk with you

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