My american mother was basically the initializer of halloween celebration in my home place. My brothers and I had parties with our classmates and went around to our parents trick or treating. My parents always made a ton of decorations and told spooky stories. My grandma hid in a nearby woods with a small candlelight and gave treats to whoever dared approaching.
That was almost 30 years ago, but to this day my parent’s house is still “the Halloween house” of the town.
It was very nearby and not like a deep forest or anything, so it might sound a lot creepier that the reality.
Grandma was indeed awesome!