One day, my mom had suckered some friends into rock hounding, and their son and I were beyond bored with staring at the dirt all day, so we looked around for something to do. We happened upon an old abandoned cabin; my mother was staring at the ground nearby (doesn't rock hounding sound fun?) and she decided to rest her neck and explore the old cabin with us.
yeah I'm a little creeped out now |
The teddy bear was now hanging from a rope off the mantle, the rope like a noose around the bear's neck. I didn't want I say anything right then, instead I whispered to my mom and friend that we'd best leave quick. Once we left, I told them what I had seen. They didn't notice it, too preoccupied by the need to watch their step for fear of glass and rusty nails, but they didn't doubt me.
I was covered in goosebumps on this hot summer day, because there must have been someone in the home while we were there, hiding, watching. I felt like the teddy bear was an ominous warning to us, and I am glad we didn't stick around one second more.
I used to love to go on little explorations that would give us just this kind of creepy and scary story to tell. Glad you were OK!
ReplyDeleteWow, creepy! You should retool this for Halloween... ;)
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh--terrifying! I got goosebumps reading this. I would have screamed in terror, I'm sure.
ReplyDeleteThat IS creepy - makes for a good campfire story or ghost story for Halloween.
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