My most memorable halloween took place when I was about five years old. It was about half an hour before trick or treating was to start, and I fell asleep on the couch. My dad, instead of waking me up, decided to let me sleep. When I finally woke up, halloween was all but over. I think he had my brothers share some of their candy with me, but it just wasn't the same as the excitement of racing door to door and seeing your bag get filled with candy.