Hm, I remember when I was about 5, I went to visit my grandma for Halloween. When we got to her house, this guy dressed up in a scary outfit and jumped out from behind my grandma's house. Well, he scared me so bad that I started crying. It ended up being my uncle who jumped out and he felt so guilty! I wouldn't even stop crying when grandma tried to take a picture of me in my costume. I think my uncle was sulking in a corner somewhere, head hung in shame xD