This happened to me when I was around six years old.
One summer day, my dad said we should go camping. We had never gone camping before. At that moment, my mom got this funny look on her face. She said no. She said we were never going camping, ever, shaking her head and mumbling to my dad, “You know why. That skinny thing.” That was the end of that. Mind you, this happened about 15 years ago. I was little. I haven’t put much thought into it since, but I recently remembered it and asked my mom when I saw her at church yesterday.
I asked her in the parking lot after Mass and she got quiet, just like when my dad mentioned we should go camping all those years ago. Then she spoke.
"Well, it was over 30 years ago now and you’re an adult. I suppose it’s okay if you knew. I was just a teenager and Mike was barely older than I. Along with your aunts, Laurie and Kim—-"
"Who?" I asked, never having heard of either of those people. She didn’t explain, and instead kept talking.
"—-we went camping up by Diamond Lake. Those days, it wasn’t so built up. It was a nice place to camp. The second night there, Laurie says she has to pee. She got up to do her business a few paces away from the campfire. However, she didn’t return after a few minutes. We got worried, so we went after her, and we found her a few yards away from us, staring into the dark."
"Kim was closest to Laurie, so she sort of nudged her. When she did that, Laurie didn’t reply. When she pushed her and yelled at her, Laurie didn’t move. I was just about to ask her what she was doing when I heard this…noise…calling my name. It wasn’t a voice; it was like the sound of nails on a chalkboard. I don’t know if it was even real or if it was in my head, but it called me and I was too terrified to move, run, or even call out to Mike or my sisters."
livibethhh asked: "…I was going to say something else, but I forgot what I was going to say. Damn you, BEN. Why did you drown? Why? WHY?" I don't know if you wrote that or who did but omg I like almost peed myself laughing.
I wrote it. I still want to know why BEN drowned, though.
Jadusable, if you’re reading this…BEN is real and he’s given me a week to tell him why he drowned or he’s going to throw me into a spike-filled ditch. Please assist.
We were driving past a cemetery and my Dad said in a dead serious quiet voice “I know something you don’t know about this place. The people living in this town aren’t allowed to be buried here.” And I was really confused so I asked why and he said
"Because they’re still alive."
Fuck you, Dad, with your creepy Dad jokes.
As dad jokes go, that one IS rather unsettling O.O
"A heads up to everyone who is or has has been feeling sick after Katsucon, it has been confirmed that one of the flu strains that has made people sick is the H1N1 virus. If you’re feeling sick or have flu symptoms, PLEASE get to a doctor to prevent further spread of the virus. As a word of advise, if you’re feeling sick or running a fever, you should not be exposing an entire convention to your illness. Stay in bed, drink plenty of fluids and get some rest. No con is worth exposing thousands of people to a virus."
A member of staff just passed away due to this virus after contracting it at con.
Wanted to give a heads up to my followers—I’m absolutely appalled that someone would bring H1N1 to a convention. If you’re sick, stay at home or stay in your room or something—cons are NOT amazingly essential parts of your life to the point where it’s necessary to not miss one at all costs.
Not my normal content but I thought you guys should know.
Anonymous asked: My coworker (an English teacher) recently taught "The Lottery" to a group of seventh graders. To get them ready for the story, he sent a student out to my classroom and I kept them busy for 5 mins. When the student returned, the class was being lectured about a stolen iPad. Suddenly, the 'rowdiest' kids started blaming the one who just walked in. The kid took It as a joke. Then the 'good' kids started blaming him too, and the teacher was fuming. The whole class turned on him. (Continued next)
(Continued one about student) When the whole class turned on the boy, he began crying. Now, I think this is the point of the story. The fact that everyone you know can turn on you because another points a finger is very creepy. “The Lottery” is definitely a short story that belongs on your blog. Kudos.
That’s actually a really interesting story related to The Lottery, actually.
…I was going to say something else, but I forgot what I was going to say. Damn you, BEN. Why did you drown? Why? WHY?