Okay children, story time.
Friday was a good day. Only one class, at 11, and a squeeful literature class at that.
So yay! Then, after talking to my darling
danachan I went to shop to help build the set for the play I'm in. While I was there, JoAnna (a cast member) asked us all to her and Lisa's (the director) house for dinner. We're a close knit cast.
So anyway, we go to the house for pasta. Yay! However, I didn't really like the house. You know the feeling you get when you are in a room that's painted a color you think looks gross? That's how I felt in the whole house. But I settled in anyway and we all got our drinks. I was sitting on the couch next to Lisa, who leaned forward and put down her glass on the table. Then she leaned back. Then she said "Oh my God! Did you just see that?"
The glass moved about 4 inches across the table. By itself.
Right.
Then Lisa and JoAnna looked at each other and proceeded to explain that the house was very, very haunted. I have never wanted to get out of a place so badly in my life. And I take a lot to be convinced.
So, we leave to go rehearse the play. In a theater that is almost 100 years old. And is supposedly haunted. Yay, because we haven't been scared enough.
And when we get there, Michelle comes running up and says "Something was glowing on the stage!" They arrived at the theater and all the lights were off, but there was a glowing ball of light on the empty stage. As she tells this to us, something crashes in the workshop. Where no one was.
Hi. I'm having a nervous breakdown. Here, have a poll. I want to know what everyone thinks.
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