Can you believe it's the second week of October already? This year seems to be flying by faster and faster!
With Halloween at the end of the month, our theme is Fears/Things That Go Bump in the Night. Don't miss Katie and Kai's posts!!
Now, for my true life, bump in the night tale.
I love Halloween, mostly because I've never outgrown playing dress up! As a child I eagerly looked forward to carving pumpkins (or decorating with shoe polish) as well as dressing as a princess or an old-fashioned ice skater and going trick-or-treating. Yes, I was a girly-girl.
To this day, I still vividly remember when I was six, and my brother took me trick-or-treating. It was a dark and chilly night, with a hint of rain in the air. We were walking across a lawn from one house to another and I stepped in a hole. I looked down and could see light around my foot and was completely convinced some demon monster was trying to drag me to hell.
It took my brother some time to convince me that it was just a light in the hole and that I was safe. And then he spent more time convincing me to finish trick-or-treating. I don't remember the rest of the night, but that moment is seared into my memory.
How about you? Do you have any bump in the night tales from your childhood? Share in the comments below, or on your blog and share the link in the comments. Be sure to tag #inkripples in your promotions so we can find you!!
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October: Fears/Things That Go Bump in the Night
November: Remembrance /Thankfulness
December: Celebration /Gifts
So many bump in the night stories! I was a scaredy-cat when I was young. But for some reason the one story that comes to mind immediately is the time I was my own bump in the night. I woke up one morning to discover my stuffed frog missing. I slept with him every night and had gone to bed with him the night before. He was pretty big, too. Too big to get wrapped up in the covers. I looked everywhere growing more frantic as my search progressed. Imagine my surprise when I finally went outside and found him in the side yard. Yep, I was a sleepwalker. At the time I was convinced a bad guy put him there, but looking back - how terrifying that I was wandering around outside in the middle of the night and NO ONE knew it!
ReplyDeleteThat is terrifying! I'm glad I never had that happen (and neither did my kid!)
DeleteEvery time my friends and I would play that game Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, it would freak me out. We would be able to lift people up to the ceiling with just our fingertips. It's crazy and I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't been there!
ReplyDeleteI've never played that, but it sounds scary!! Thanks for sharing, Katie!
DeleteOkay, Katie's tale has freaked me out! I've heard of that game, but never played it...
ReplyDeleteI just have tales of living in haunted houses, negotiating with ghosts to leave my things alone, ghosts in graveyards placing a hand on my arm and shoulder to stop me from walking, then gently lifting my hair and whispering in my ear, and tales of that nature. My sister always called me a witch because I seemed to attract the supernatural wherever I went.
Wow, Michelle, that is a spooky tale! I don't know if I could handle being touched or talked to by a ghost. *shivers*
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