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That thing in our yard
September 14, 2007
I like creepy things. I usually catch the new slasher movies within a week after they’re released. I’ve spent several Octobers volunteering in a few of the better, eerier haunted house attractions. I celebrate Halloween with the rapture of a thousand Christmases.
My earliest memories of reading, when I lived with my grandparents, included my grandfather searching the library shelves for selections of ghost stories I hadn’t read yet (I still have my collection of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark). When we didn’t have cable, we preferred to rent classics — Rosemary’s Baby and The Omen.
Hell, the guy I live with is a special effects artist specializing in the horror genre.
But sometimes, something gets to be too much.
Our new place, which we moved into earlier this year, is in the same neighborhood Derrick grew up in. Therefore, he’s oddly attached to some things, especially this one thing in particular, which to be honest, scares the hell out of me.
You’d think with my background, I would be OK with this. I’m not.
Scarecrows should look like this, not this, which is conveniently located in the vicinity of my bedroom window:
And I’m telling all of you this because, if I ever disappear? Or begin a manic, crow-murdering spree? Or end up in a padded room, twitching with paranoia? This is why.
Categories: Daily
September 14th, 2007 at 8:32 pm
*hides*
September 15th, 2007 at 12:06 am
Maybe it’s a good thing he’s attached to it. You don’t know what kind of hell it might reap if you tried to remove it.
September 15th, 2007 at 12:57 pm
Uh, that is NOT cool. I would pee in my pants if I saw that.
September 15th, 2007 at 1:08 pm
I’d be afraid of that too. But then I’m quite opposite…not really into the ‘creepy and scary’ thing.