When I was young I never got to go trick or treating. We lived up on a mountain, so houses weren’t very close together. Also, my mom didn’t believe in it. However, my church had a harvest carnival every year (which just happened to be on Halloween), so we still got to dress-up and get candy (as long as you dressed up as a Biblical character or something else non-satanic).
My mom was creative and thrifty, so she usually made me and my brothers’ costumes. One year, she dressed us up with a theme.
My older brother was Noah.
I’m not sure what possessed my mom to make me an Ark costume from scratch with cardboard, but it’s still to date probably the best Halloween costume I’ve ever had. Unfortunately I couldn’t turn corners well or and no one did anything cute like give me two of each candy, so I probably won’t repeat it.