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Sonny's Stories

Sonny's Stories

Ghosts Under the Bed

Posted by [email protected] on July 25, 2013 at 8:50 PM

When I was at the "ghosts under the bed and behind the closet door" stage, I used to cry out for mom to check for ghosts. She would reassure me and my brother Steve that there were no ghosts and we would believe her and go to sleep.

But one night, I must have had anxiety attacks and on the third call to check for ghosts, she told me that "There are no more ghosts because a long time ago, they jumped into the river and the fish ate all of them up."

Well the good news was that I wasn't bothered by ghosts after that and every evening was a quiet snooze time.

The bad news was that I didn't eat fish for a loooong time.


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