More creepy story.

Jul 23, 2011 07:41

While I was in school, the only real time I got to spend with my mom was on the weekends. Every Saturday, we'd go to the next large town north of us, maybe watch a movie, go shopping, go out to eat, and generally just hang out. We were always really good friends, my mom and me. On Sundays, though, I usually had the house to myself after a point ( Read more... )

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marblesonglass July 23 2011, 14:51:01 UTC
Oh geez, that's creepy.

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backtothelight July 23 2011, 19:04:48 UTC
I would like to add that all of the creepy stories I tell did happen - at least as I perceived them. No fiction here. (:

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