I remember when I was younger, I'd stand at the door with my bag open and not say anything. The people giving me candy would ask "What's the magic word?" and I'd say "Please!"

I remember when I was young, about six or seven, I think, I was dressed as a Popple. I went onto this person's porch with a bunch of other kids to get treats, and I got knocked off the porch. It was a good three foot fall, maybe a little more. I tore my costume and started crying. =(