(This is something I want to do every Friday the 13th, so go ahead and critique and give me some of your own ideas for the future, I’ll choose new ones. Enjoy! Or not.)
I scream at my computer screen out to my husband, he still has t noticed in twelve years.
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My dog passed away on Bray Road. His name was Kujo.
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I am the sort of man who doesn’t take anything scary lightly and superbly scary, until my mirror screamed my name in the middle of the night.
(NEW ONE NEXT FRIDAY THE 13th)