10-25-2004, 10:24 AM
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pixie of the wood
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Join Date: Apr 2004
Posts: 10,575
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creaks. those house-settling sounds that my imagination can run away with. i get outa bed and with my heart pouning hard, walk through the house just waiting for the bad ol' boogeyman to pop out and get me. the noises that the baby monitor picks up have been know to set my heart racing, too. there is some kind of interference that sounds downright other-worldly, so i race upstairs to make sure the little bald doctors aren't standing over his crib with a shiny pair of scissors ready to cut that
balloon string. *nervous chuckle* i've also heard voices over the monitor, which in the light of day are just someone on a cell phone nearby but at night they're the ghosts of lost souls making it clear that they are *not* happy where they are. *shivers*
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