When the men who own, run and operate my city found out, they called her husband and told him if his wife continued on with her Halloween plans, he would lose his job and be kicked out of our city. There was no trick-or-treating on Rahima Drive that year.

It’s true, I don’t come from a typical American city with a name like Pleasant Street. I’ve grown up in Saudi Arabia, in a compound called Dhahran. Everyone who lives in Dhahran works for the same company, Saudi ARAMCO. So the owners of ARAMCO have the right to tell their employees what they can and can’t do.

Cancelling Halloween, to most people, seems a little on the severe side. However, this holiday, long celebrated by the Americans in my compound, made its way to all the Saudis in the area.

It began to cause mayhem. The lines to get into my compound on Halloween night were hours long, packed full of eager boys, imagining what the American girls were wearing.

The American girls never disappointed them. There were naughty nurses, Britney Spears, hula dancers; basically anything that showed as much skin as possible.

In a country where women cover their entire bodies, including their faces, this created a huge problem. Coming to our compound was like taking a step into a pornographic magazine - only in real life.

When I came to BYU-Idaho, I have to admit I was excited to hear that Halloween was practiced. However, as I went to parties held around Rexburg, I was shocked.

I came across the same costumes as at home, and I couldn’t see a difference between the girls and guys here at BYU- Idaho and the Americans living overseas.

As I watched fellow students dancing totally inappropriately, I wondered if perhaps Halloween should be cancelled here, too.