I am terrified of ghosts.
So tonight...I am sitting in my recliner and damn if my front door, that was closed solid, blew wide open. My Moon Doggie ran out the door and I damn near had a heart attack (my one dog was shot and killed when it escaped out the front door when a postal carrier opened the front porch door to put in packages out of the rain)..I DID have a panic attack. One, ghost! Two, ptsd from the dog.
My husband heard my screaming, and came to the rescue. He got us all in, and held me and soothed me as I calmed down.
Damn oh damn I hate even the THOUGHT of ghosts
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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