Once upon a time, their was a boy named Brian. Brian was troubled all the time because of the holiday Halloween. He did not like Halloween. No matter what!

There was one family in his neighborhood that cherished the wicked holiday. Brian went into freight when someone told him that they celebrate Halloween almost every day!

He decided that he would dress up as an angel every day to see if he could tell a story with them. He did not want people to celebrate the holiday.

Brian asked his neighbors if he could sleep in their tree house that was next store to that family's house. Every night he sat under the starry night sky, plotting to ruin everyone's Halloween celebration this year. 

He knew that everyone loved making scarry jack-o-lanterns, and others loved throwing and ruining the pumpkins. No matter what Brian knew Halloween had to go!

Brian went to the grocery store and saw that the shelves were low on toilet paper. He saw shopping carts full of sugary treats. He saw workers giggling and laughing wickedly as they set up Halloween stuff. Brian knew that people liked to be scary and that they liked to scare others. Halloween had to go!

Brian sat out in the treehouse dressed as an angel. He wore his suit and halo. How could he stop all the evil that was going to happen? He new it was not going to be this year.

Goosey night came and he hid in the tree house as people ran around quietly doing evil things. Eggs were being thrown. Pumpkins were being smashed. Doorbells were being rung in the middle of the night. Toilet paper was being tossed everywhere, including, the tree house.

Brian woke up late in the afternoon and started home. His neighbors asked how he was. He said he was fine. He saw his friend's father cleaning up the mess in his yard as he walked by their home. His friend asked, "Are you going to camp out in the tree house anymore?" "Maybe next Halloween, " Brian said.

Brian could not figure out how to tell a story on Halloween to the people in his town. All day he was scarred of Halloween. People were still trying to be scary.

Brian slept one night to a peaceful song. He started to dream and in his dream, he was a real angel. He saw how evil the world was, but he learned that people can be really kind. 

The dream continued with him walking to a house where his friends lived. They lived away from all the wickedness of the world. But then each friend did something wicked including him. 

Brian woke up and realized he was not a real angel, but he did not want to be mean or to do something wrong. Neither did his friend from his neighborhood. Yet, he did in the dream!