Personal Narrative: The Halloween Village

Every year right before the holiday of  Halloween my family decorates the front yard with corn stalks, pumpkins, and hay. The whole thing looks actually quite nice but after Halloween, now that's a different story. So my brother and I have to haul all the of junk into the back yard where we are supposed to drag them into the woods where we throw all of our leaves and things like that. However this year we wanted to do something with the stuff. So him and I  took the corn stalks and started making small tepees. We did this by standing the stalks on end, shaping them into a cone, and tying the ends together at the top. This just made the very primitive shape of the creations. To make them look a little better we started weaving sticks and leaves into the frame to make them a little more solid. We repeated this about 4 more times after the first one.  After that task there were 5 tepees scattered around the yard. 
If I had known the next was going to be so messy I probably wouldn't have done it. Unfortunately I had no idea so we both cut the strings on the hay bales and poof thousand of strands of hay were just released from their musty prison and now are flying all over our clothes and yard. We then grabbed handfuls of the strands and placed them on the ground inside the structures this small hay layer served as the floor of them. After the main tepees were finished we stabbed a big stick in the middle of each. On the top of the stick we put the decaying jack-o-lanterns. This represented the people of the small houses and from the house it actually looked like little pumpkin people resided in them.
 Following the creation of the population my brother and I started on a big tepee that we would call ours. The time to build this one was far more than any of the others nevertheless this tepee would be extraordinary. We started by tying two cornstalks together to make one long object, we made about twelve of these. Following, we did the same as all of the others and made a cone type frame. Tying the top was a little difficult because it was taller than both of us so I had to hoist my brother up onto my shoulders so he could bind them stalks together. We had to complete the next steps differently due to the size of the tepee. Instead of weaving sticks and leaves into it we had to weave in more cornstalks. After finishing the layer of insulation we put in the bed of golden hay, and it was finally complete. The both of us took a step back and admired our work. 
No sooner than we were done admiring my dad came outside and barked at us to clean up the mess we made. The two us try the best we could to persuade him that they could say but he just wouldn’t let the stand. So for the rest of the afternoon we both glumly tore down the marvelous works and disposed of the materials.