When we returned from visiting my mom that Sunday evening, our front yard looked like a mess. What happened next would break our family apart before bringing us back together in the most unexpected way. But nothing could have prepared me for who we saw on that security footage.
Everyone in our neighborhood loves Halloween, but that night, when we pulled into the driveway, our house looked like a disaster. We live in a quiet suburban neighborhood, the kind where everyone waves when they drive by and kids ride their bikes until the streetlights come on. My husband Torin and I moved here about four years ago because it felt safe and friendly.
It’s the kind of place where we could raise our two little ones, Arden and Briar, who are seven and six, without always worrying about them. Both of them really love holidays, especially Halloween. Arden starts talking about costumes in August, and Briar right away follows her lead.
They spend weeks drawing what they call “scary” pictures to hang in the windows, though most of them end up looking more cute than scary. For us, decorating the house has become a special family tradition that we all look forward to every year. Every October, we turn the front yard into a little haunted playground.
We string fake cobwebs in the bushes, hang glowing ghosts from the trees, and line the walkway with carved pumpkins that the kids help make. Torin always handles the harder electrical work while I focus on setting everything just right. The kids run around excited, giving their ideas on where each decoration should go.
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