I was talking to a friend today about Halloween costumes for our kids. He mentioned his son wanted to be a ghost...again. (He was a ghost last year too) Amara wanted to be Cinderella for the second year in a row but I ka-bashed that idea so she chose Ariel.
But talk of ghosts reminded me of the next CHBM Carnival (and yes CHBM moms, I want to participate more, but unless I'm clued in somehow, some way, I need random conversations like this one to remind me to blog something up) -- scary, spooky stories. So here's one for you --
One day last fall, Amara started waking up in the middle of the night because she said there was a ghost in her room. I kinda dismissed it as just weird nightmares caused by too many Cheetos before bedtime.
But when this became a recurring thing, night after night I started freaking out. I can barely sit still watching 'haunted' shows on TV. It's creepy. And any talk of the supernatural gives me goosebumps. So when Amara's sightings began, I started to think about all the talk about how children and animals have this 6th sense for things like this.
The ghost sightings continued..and not just at 3 a.m. Amara started telling me and her daddy that she saw a ghost in different rooms of our house. I would kid that she was like that boy on the movie "The Sixth Sense" seeing dead people. But the more I joked, the more frightened I got!
Until one night when Amara woke up from a deep sleep. She was crying hysterically and screaming that she saw a ghost. Her dad tried to console her. And that's when she said, "The ghost is there." My skin started to crawl. "Right where Amara?" her dad asked. I was too scared to whisper a word. Amara began pointing behind her wicker rocking chair. I saw nothing but shadows in that dark room. My heart began racing and I about screamed when her dad asked his next question: "What's the ghost look like honey?"
Are you kidding me? Who asks that?
So Amara took a deep breath and said....
Dammit, we let her watch too much TV.