When I was around 5 years old, I dressed up as a clown for Halloween. My oldest sister was wearing all white since she was dressed as an angel. I was sitting next to her in the back seat of the car on our way to my Grandma's house and I put my head on her shoulder. She immediately shrieked and scolded me for getting my clown makeup on her white dress. I felt terrible, especially since she was the one who had put on my makeup. I cried the whole way to my Grandma's.