There’s some twisted pleasure I get from kindergarten students crying out of fear.

Julie and I were stationed in the haunted house all day at the kindergarten.

In they come, four at a time.

Pitch black. Scary music. Dark walls.

Sneak up on them. Grab their ankles.

Make them cry. Success.

The biggest ones are the most scared. Fight or flight reaction: ON!

The “toughest” ones deny their fear, yet refuse to put their hands inside the mystery boxes of “monkey brains,” “mummy skin” and “witches eye balls” (aka spaghetti noodles, egg shells and gummy candies soaked in water).

They remind themselves that vampires and werewolves are only inside their heads.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!