Wednesday, October 12, 2011

I Love a Good Scare

One time when I was about 15 my parents left after we had gone to bed. I was lying in bed just dozing off when my closet door flung open and slammed against the wall! My brother jumped up and screamed at me in the doorway!
I screamed what was probably the most terrorized scream of my life. It was a deep, gutteral scream that came from the depths of my soul. I sincerely thought that Frankenstein (my brother was about 6 foot tall) was coming to get me.

I never slept with my bedroom door open ever again.
Billy had taken over an hour to silently crawl into my bedroom so that he could scare the crap out of me! We still laugh about that scream to this day.

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