I don’t care who comes up. Kid, Teen, Adult, you get some fucking candy. You showed up, I’m out here, have a couple of pieces.

Teens get the shit end of the stick, always. There’s no lack of activities for kids and tweens. Teens are usually left out of community things.

Build that bridge to the teens in the community; in a couple of years, you’ll be dealing with them as beginner adults that’ll start out better if you’re that neighboor that gave them $0.30 of candy

As a kid who grew up tall (and therefore given weird like very early). 100%. These days, I don’t even care if it’s an adult trick or treating, and they’re not wearing a costume. Let people have fun. Let people be kids.

I don’t care if you’re four, fourteen, or forty; you can have all the damn candy you want.

One year, I think I was around 12, I told my family that I thought maybe I was too old to trick-or-treat so I would figure something else out. They were effusive about how wrong I was and unanimously told me absolutely not, I was still a kid and 100% I had to go trick-or-treating.

The next year I assumed I was still young enough, since they were so insistent the last time, so I told them I planned on going again. They all gave me worried looks and said I was clearly too old.

I don’t remember what age it was, but there is an exact age that people find acceptable, apparently. I’m tempted to go out now, many years later, just out of spite.