It was the night, every Halloween, that kids in Martha's gated community would pull pranks on the neighbours ringing doorbells and running away, toilet-papering yards and smashing pumpkins. You know, the typical lame shit we do as kids that's more of a nuisance to adults than anything else. I remember one time, my girlfriends and I threw raw ground beef on a dude's car for dumping one of us. You look back on it as adult and just say, "Aw, kids." Well, probably not the dude with the hamburgered car. During that night's annoying Halloween festivities, Martha's friends say she was flirting with, and maybe even began kissing (can't confirm, ) 17-year-old Tommy Skakel. It was around 9:30PM the last time anyone saw Martha alive - she and Tommy were seen "leaving together behind the fence" near the pool in the Skakel backyard. The Skakel house was a place the neigh bourhood kids liked to congregate because there wasn't much adult supervision. As a kid, that's cool. As an adult, I would hate to be that house. Because one, kids would be there all the time.