Another True
Halloween Story.
About 37
years ago there was an old abandoned house standing where the Post Office on Sandy Plains Road is
now. Next door is a church cemetery.
A local
civic organization had a Halloween Haunted House in the old house when Rocky
was about 3 or 4 years old. Rocky begged
to go. I took him.
It was a
typical haunted house with strobe lights, chain saws, severed heads, and other
horrid delights.
It was more
than Rocky expected. He screamed and
screamed hid his eyes from some of the action.
The next day
he did not even want to ride in the car
by the old house.
I tried to
convince him it was all a show, make-believe .
I decided to drive down the dirt bumpy driveway to the house and show
him it was all empty - just a harmless old house.
He begged
for us not to go. Regardless of his
protests we went anyway. I had a point
to prove.
When we got
close to the porch we saw a several plastic mannequin legs upside down sticking
out of a garbage can.
Which of
course, caused more screaming.
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