When I was younger, I didn’t think much about poltergeists. Then the calendar turned on me…
One minute, I stood in our kitchen, minding my own
business. Suddenly, the calendar tore
itself off the refrigerator. It flew down
and to my left like a skier on a slope. After
that, it stopped. For a moment, it
hovered above the kitchen floor. Then it
dropped.
It landed almost two feet from the fridge, and more than a foot
from me. I stared at it, and thought “What?!”
I guess someone doesn’t like me.
Not the original refrigerator or calendar, but only where
they used to be.
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