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For some time now, any noise or weirdness that may happen in our house, my hubby will say that it is just the ghost. Charlie the ghost, that is. He does this to spook Oldest and sometimes he gets me too. Our house isn’t very old and no one died in it, (well not the house part), but there are some weird noises and sounds at times. I don’t know how he came up with the name Charlie. Sometimes, L will point up to the corner of the room. This will make Oldest cringe. She will ask L if she sees Charlie and L will nod her head yes every time. We have even went so far as to tell Oldest that Charlie hangs out in her room. He stands in the corner and watches her sleep. I know, super creepy and we shouldn’t do it. She hates it when we say this, but it is all in fun. In my mom’s room, the light has been known to turn on by itself. We say Charlie is playing tricks again. In my bathroom, I have one light that likes to flicker at times when you first turn it on. “Oh Charlie, would you knock it off,” I say outloud. The the light will straighten itself out.

Several months ago, Oldest had her friend over and they love watching scary vidoes. We were outside early the next morning, trying to let L play before the sun took our shady area. Her friend wanted to play Ghost Hunters. He was talking about something on the show and Charlie popped into my head. “So, you’ve seen Charlie then?” He had a funny look on her face, so I went with it.  “Charlie, the ghost that stays in her room.” I said pointing to Oldest. “He stands in the corner and watches you guys while you sleep.” Oldest was looking up at me with a big grin on her face, thinking that this was going to spook her poor little friend. He thought about it for a few seconds, then shook his head yes. “I have seen him.” He said kinda low, looking down. Then he walked away. He never said another word and the Ghost Hunter game went right out the window.

When I was about Oldests age, I had a cat named Puff. On the weekends, I would hear my door crack open just a smidge and he would jump up on the bed, and snuggle down beside my leg. Even if I was needing to get up, I would let him stay for abit, listening to him purr. Unfortunately, Puff got sick and passed on. The first weekend he was gone, I swear to this day he visited me one last time. I was half awake when I felt something jump onto the bed and lay down beside my leg like he always did. At first in my groggy state, I thought it was him, them I realized it couldn’t be. Then I thought that maybe it was another one of our cats wondering around looking for a place to cuddle. I laid there awhile longer, then decided to see which one it was. I reached down before looking and there was nothing there. The feeling of a cat laying beside my leg was gone also.

Now back to what I said about no one dying in the house. Apparently the very first owner of this property built the garage. He was a machinist that liked to build guns. The story is that he wanted our neighbor to come by one day, he wanted to talk with him. He didn’t get the chance right away and several days later, the guy killed himself in the garage. Our garage. When hubby told me this, I was speechless. I felt so sorry for this man.

And no, his name was not Charlie.

Thanks for reading and Happy Halloween to all!

Have you ever watched a horror movie that just creeps you out? You know the ones that make you think twice about going down that dark hall way to use the potty in the middle of the night. You decide to just hold it till morning. The kind that gives you the heebie jeebies long after the show is over and you jump at every little noise coming and going. Then you have to keep telling yourself that it was just a movie. Yep, been there and done that one alright. But I have to say that I love to watch a good scary movie.  I usually scare myself silly with my own imagination hours after the movie is over. When I go to the bathroom at night, I will not, nope, never, you can’t make me, look into the mirror as I am entering or exiting the room. Which is pretty hard, our bath has 2 huge mirrors in it.

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I also hate getting up in the middle of the night and trekking to the kitchen for my little one’s bottle. Oh it’s easy going in, but having to turn out the light and head back to the bedroom, a whole other story. I leave my cell phone lying on one of the counters and I will turn it on right before turning the light off, so I have a little bit of light. I know, I am a big scaredy cat for sure. Most of the time, if there is a noise, it is just my dog moving around to see what I am doing.  So why do I do it to myself? Honestly, I do not know.

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Last night, the hubby and I decided to watch  Scream 2 on Netflix. This one I have seen several times so it really isn’t that scary. Just nice to refresh the memory. When I first watched Scream, I had rented it, because my ex had invited some work buddies over for the evening.  When it got dark every one decided they needed to drive into town and pick up some drinks. I didn’t want to go, so I stayed and put the movie on. Let me tell you, it scared the living daylight out of me. I had turned on all the lights in the house before the first 30 minutes was up. No lie! Other movies that have creeped me out and made my heart race in the middle of the night are:

1. Halloween  Michael Myers, need I say more.

2. Insidious  “Renai, I’m over here.” My husband says this with my name in a really creepy voice.

3. Insidious 2  To the women in the white dress, hey leave the baby alone!

4. The Strangers  “Because you were home.” That line has stuck with me from the first time I watched it.

5. Evil Dead  “I’ll swallow your soul!” Funny now, but it scared the crap out of me before.

6. The Conjuring  Basheba still scares the crap out of me.

7. Paranormal Activity  The ending gets me everytime.

8. Annabelle  Now the doll is creepy but didn’t really scare me, the ghost women did. And why do they always go after the baby??

9. Sinister  I could never live in a house where anyone was killed.

10. Gothica The only movie that my hubby says actually made him jump. Atleast the only one that he will admit too.

Some honorable mentions are:

Darkness Falls   Just another reason to be afraid of the dark and I used to like the tooth fairy.

The Shining   Sorry Jack, that Heeeeeer’s Johny line has got to go.

The Ring  Girl quit crawling out the damn tv already!

The Grudge  The woman crawling down the stairs is just freaky!!

 

Then there is the list of Horror movies that I will not ever watch again:  It, Candy Man, The Exorcist, Amityville Horror, The Omen, just to name a few. Not that they aren’t good, it is just that once was enough for me!!

 

They have played Freddy Vs. Jason several times this month. My hubby said that they should have made a Freddy Vs. Michael. I got all excited and said, “I think I would vote for Michael.” He just looks at me and says, “I would hope they would just kill each other.”  Oooops, my bad!  😉

 

The girl came home from school to an empty house everyday. Her mom worked and would be home around 5. Her daily routine was to come in, and immediately call her mom at work to let her know she was safe at home. Everyday she called, the same lady answered the phone. “Hi Brenda”, the girl said. “Can I speak to my mom, please?” The lady on the other end, who recognized the girls voice, said “Sure thing hun, hold on.” Every day it was the same thing. The girl would talk to her mom and tell her that she was ok. Tell her about homework or if she had an easy day. Then the girl would say good bye, hang up and ransack the kitchen for goodies to eat.

One Monday afternoon, she got home from school and did her usual thing.  All the teachers gave some kind of homework today for some reason. But not letting it get to her, she proceeded to call her mom. When Brenda answered the phone, “Thank you for calling YCH, how can I direct your call?” The girl thought, knowing Brenda’s voice, that she sounded kind of sad today. The girl responded by saying “Hi Brenda, how are you?” The voice on the other end said “I’m good, how about you?”  “Ok, lots of homework tho, can I speak to mom.”  “Ok hun.” She always called her hun. The girl laughed at this thought and said thank you. When her mom came on the other end, the girl started telling her about her day. She was in good spirits, besides the mound of homework that awaited her. In her ramblings to her mom she said, “I think it’s funny how Brenda always calls me hun.” Her mom became quiet for a moment, then said, “Brenda died over the weekend, she had a heart attack.” The girl froze, not knowing what to say. Silence. Her mom spoke, “Are you ok?” No words could form from the girls mouth. Thoughts ran through her head. Lots of thoughts. What…How could…who was that that had answered the phone? How did they know who to transfer the call to? She started to cry and hung up the phone. Several minutes later, the phone rang. She answered, trying to control the tears. It was her mom. “Honey, are you alright?” “It’s ok to cry. I will be home soon.” The girl nodded and squeaked out a tiny ok and hung the phone up once more.