Monday, October 31, 2011

Oh, I can't let this day pass ...

... without bringing you my Halloween story.

Click here. For the true story of growing up in a haunted house.

Happy Halloween!

2 comments:

rockygrace said...

Birdie, I don't know why your comment didn't post, but here it is:

Birdie says:

My mom and dad built all the houses we lived in when I was growing up. When we moved into one house (brand new) it was just wrong. Doors opened that had been shut etc. It was just an angry house. My mom had such horrific nightmares (as did I) we ended up building another house and moving. We found out later that the property had been a place of worship for Satanists. My dad did not tell us until years later that there was an alter in he middle of the property. I hated that house.

rockygrace said...

You know, a few years ago, I was out hiking and found an altar with a burned bible and some other stuff in it. At the time, I thought it was kids and laughed it off, but your comment makes me wonder ...