I quite enjoy being scared.
The feeling of something is going to happen but you are not sure what.
Pulling your knees into your chest, eyes glued to the t.v. set as some witless and unknowing female character is creeping quietly on tip toe, panting with short breaths. Eyes wild she slips through the shadows.
The door in sight and your heart races.
Almost there just a few more steps.
Now leaning forward, breathing heavily through your nose, fists clenched, cheering the character on and Bang!
Cue wild screams of terror.
I have even felt these chills reading.
To the point where I have put aside what I was reading to pick up again the next day under the light of the sun.
I do love to be scared.
What I do not love is the fact that I have imagined something and now scare the crap out of myself on a regular basis.
One night as I lay in bed waiting for T to get dropped off I was dozing.
Music was playing softly from my phone as I drifted in and out.
Starting when the cats jumped on the bed.
Given that I am dozing I do not have my glasses on.
I hear a noise and thinking it was T lifted my head to call out.
Standing next to the hall closet is a little boy.
Slipping in and out of the shadows.
My heart racing, I started and grabbed my glasses.
Turns out that the play of light from the light over the stove and the re-useable grocery bags hanging on the knob of the hall closet combined with my fuzzy sight created a little boy standing in the shadows.
The bags have been removed from the handle.
The cat water bowl has an led light which lights up the bowl and is suppose to draw the cats to drink from it.
Which is great until you see the shadow of a cat slinking along the ground and it freaks you out.
Not having 20/20 vision plays a huge factor in this.
To date my scariest continues to occur every so often.
Always right before I go to bed.
With the lights on thank goodness because if I were to see this in the dark I would be a jibber jabbering fool.
Laying in bed one night I was playing Clockmaker on my phone.
In the dark obviously as it was bedtime and I was trying to unwind.
For those of you who say put the phone down this is actually really soothing.
Usually within 15 minutes of climbing into bed I am out like a light.
That aside Lucky was laying next to me purring as I played when I needed to turn the bedside light on.
When I did right next to my face was the face of a ghoul.
I think that is what you would call him.
Gave me quite the start that is for sure.
I have actually seen him a couple of times.
And each time my heart does a little start and resumes to normal.
I get more a sense of curiosity rather then menace.
I have created my very own ghoulish bodyguard.
With him around I don’t have to worry about intruders.
Meeting with him coming up the stairs would not a pretty scene make.
©Oct. 23/21
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