Metal Heart
So many scary things have happened to me.
And I feel like you should all know.
And it's terribly appropriate.
Because it's Hallowe'en tomorrow.
And I have the great pleasure of spending it with Rachel.
And we'll get bubble tea before all of the kids come and ask for free candy.
And there will be many laughs.
So, first mgical story.
Last year, I was in my bed, reading, and I sat up and saw a silverish line appear that kind of looking like lightening at the foot of my bed. I just sat there and watched, and then a man walked through the line. And he was wearing a top hat and I couldn't really see him, because it was a flash. It just kind of happened. And I couldn't really believe what I saw. It just went away.
Histoire numero 2:
This actually happened to my grandfather, not moi.
He was lying in bed, asleep and all of a sudden he wakes up. And sits up straight in his bed. He looks at the clock. It says 5:00am. He hears a crash in the basement. He calls "Who's there?" and he just kind of goes back to sleep and thinks nothing of it.
The next morning, his best friend's wife calls and tells him that Ben (his best friend) died that night. He asked what time. She said 5:00am.
My grand-father goes to the basement and notices that a vase that Ben had given him had broken.
No windows had been open to crash it from the table. And the vase had been in the middle of the table. So it was kind of freaky that it was 5am that he died. and 5am that he heard the crash of the vase that BEN had given him.
Effrayant.
When I was about 7. I was at Yorkdale mall or something, because I remember the statue in the parking lot, and I remember looking up to the sky (it was night time) and seeing one star. And no, it wasn't a shooting star. But then I saw that star break into 3 different pieces.
Aliens?
Oh yes.
Oh yes.
My dad was driving home from work one day before I was born, and my mom was pregnant. And he almost crashed his car or something, because he thought he saw his mother (whom is dead) on the road and did a detour. And then he said that he heard her voice in his head that it was going to be a girl.
And it was.
Ok!? it was.
it was ME.
Sparkle, sparkle, sunshine.
I thought the story was originally that he had heard his mother in his head say it was going to be a girl. And that was it. But i talked to him a couple of days ago, and he told me the scarier bit.
I'll probably end up thinking of more scary stories later. But I've forgotten.
They're not that bad compared to some other stuff I've heard.
But alright.
*Edit*
Other forgotten story.
When I was about 8 or 9, I believe, I looked out my bedroom window at about 11:00pm, and i saw a girl wearing a torn white dress outside, across the street screaming help me. And she was screaming it and bending over like when they go "AHHH!!!!" on that thing in garden state in the rain.
But I remember not doing anything about it. And then loking away, and when I looked back she was gone.
And I feel like you should all know.
And it's terribly appropriate.
Because it's Hallowe'en tomorrow.
And I have the great pleasure of spending it with Rachel.
And we'll get bubble tea before all of the kids come and ask for free candy.
And there will be many laughs.
So, first mgical story.
Last year, I was in my bed, reading, and I sat up and saw a silverish line appear that kind of looking like lightening at the foot of my bed. I just sat there and watched, and then a man walked through the line. And he was wearing a top hat and I couldn't really see him, because it was a flash. It just kind of happened. And I couldn't really believe what I saw. It just went away.
Histoire numero 2:
This actually happened to my grandfather, not moi.
He was lying in bed, asleep and all of a sudden he wakes up. And sits up straight in his bed. He looks at the clock. It says 5:00am. He hears a crash in the basement. He calls "Who's there?" and he just kind of goes back to sleep and thinks nothing of it.
The next morning, his best friend's wife calls and tells him that Ben (his best friend) died that night. He asked what time. She said 5:00am.
My grand-father goes to the basement and notices that a vase that Ben had given him had broken.
No windows had been open to crash it from the table. And the vase had been in the middle of the table. So it was kind of freaky that it was 5am that he died. and 5am that he heard the crash of the vase that BEN had given him.
Effrayant.
When I was about 7. I was at Yorkdale mall or something, because I remember the statue in the parking lot, and I remember looking up to the sky (it was night time) and seeing one star. And no, it wasn't a shooting star. But then I saw that star break into 3 different pieces.
Aliens?
Oh yes.
Oh yes.
My dad was driving home from work one day before I was born, and my mom was pregnant. And he almost crashed his car or something, because he thought he saw his mother (whom is dead) on the road and did a detour. And then he said that he heard her voice in his head that it was going to be a girl.
And it was.
Ok!? it was.
it was ME.
Sparkle, sparkle, sunshine.
I thought the story was originally that he had heard his mother in his head say it was going to be a girl. And that was it. But i talked to him a couple of days ago, and he told me the scarier bit.
I'll probably end up thinking of more scary stories later. But I've forgotten.
They're not that bad compared to some other stuff I've heard.
But alright.
*Edit*
Other forgotten story.
When I was about 8 or 9, I believe, I looked out my bedroom window at about 11:00pm, and i saw a girl wearing a torn white dress outside, across the street screaming help me. And she was screaming it and bending over like when they go "AHHH!!!!" on that thing in garden state in the rain.
But I remember not doing anything about it. And then loking away, and when I looked back she was gone.