possible single creepiest experience of my life.
Yeah, so about ten minutes ago, I heard some strange scratchings at my window, but I figured it was just the wind making the branches of the bush right outside scratch it. A few minutes later, I got a call.
"What are you doing?"
"Sitting on my bed, staring at the ceiling."
"Why not out the window? It's so much more interesting."
"Um, because that would require moving."
"Well, I think you should look outside."
"...why? You're not out there, are you?"
"Of...course...not."
"You're not really out there, are you?"
"Did you hear those scratching noises a few minutes ago?"
"..."
And so I went to the window, and lo and behold, who do I see but Willie and Tim, looking extremely creepy and wanting me to hang out. But I said it was too late, and told them to go away. I think they did. Although I can't be sure... There are more scratchy sounds at my window. But I think this time it really is the wind...
"What are you doing?"
"Sitting on my bed, staring at the ceiling."
"Why not out the window? It's so much more interesting."
"Um, because that would require moving."
"Well, I think you should look outside."
"...why? You're not out there, are you?"
"Of...course...not."
"You're not really out there, are you?"
"Did you hear those scratching noises a few minutes ago?"
"..."
And so I went to the window, and lo and behold, who do I see but Willie and Tim, looking extremely creepy and wanting me to hang out. But I said it was too late, and told them to go away. I think they did. Although I can't be sure... There are more scratchy sounds at my window. But I think this time it really is the wind...