You didn’t care about those, though. You loved having the excuse to live your best Hocus Pocus life. Instead of going around asking for candy, you chased every black cat in sight… just to check if it was just an ill-fated, cursed human. Maybe that was the reason your neighbors were afraid of you…
Come October, your friends obsessed over what they were going to be. Mermaids, princesses, Power Rangers… it was just so pedestrian. And in adulthood, nothing’s really changed. The mermaid costumes switched from sparkly cover-shirts to bra-lets, and the Power Rangers are now various Marvel characters. But you’re still a sassy, malevolent witch. You have a Sanderson costume for every party, thanks to that after-Halloween blowout at Spirit (who knew you would actually be thankful to see one of those?) You constructed the perfect wigs for each sister, and go total method-actor once you have the costume on. Over the years, your collection has doubled, bubbled, toiled, and troubled.
October is honestly the greatest. Hocus Pocus runs on Freeform almost every week, though it’s not on Netflix (ugh). Not like it matters; you have a VHS, DVD, and video copy saved on your iPhone. You’re not crazy—just committed. And everyone revels in witchy love for your favorite movie all month long. True paradise!
But alas, every October comes to an end. Aisles once littered with pumpkins, spider webs, and other spooky gizmos are now full to the brim with flimsy discounted Christmas lights and fake Christmas trees. The oversized bags of bite-sized candies have all been bought, except for the nasty Tootsie Rolls (you’re allowed to disagree, but we’re allowed to say you’re wrong).
Now when you mention your long-standing love affair with your cult-classic Disney movie, you get eye-rolls instead of excited jumps. It’s over… and no spell will bring October back (you’ve tried).
But don’t worry; next year, Halloween will come along again and you can impress everyone with your Hocus Pocus knowledge. Until then, store your brooms, cauldrons, and spell-books at StorBox. There’s even a Wine Grotto for you to mope around and be sad with some Chardonnay.
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