A couple weeks ago in my last post, I began talking about a particular evening when I left my friend’s house for my long walk home, like usual. It was very dark – probably around midnight. When I had walked about 1/2 mile I could see a car coming towards me on the same side … More Evil – Out To Get Me (3)
Continuing on with my first post in Evil – Out To Get Me, I really can’t recall exactly when I realized something dark and sinister was stalking me, but it most likely was around the time when my best friend (whose mother and aunt were witches) and I snuck out one night to go see … More Evil – Out To Get Me (2)
I hate snakes – I mean I really, really do. Just seeing a picture of a snake absolutely freaks me out. People talk about them, and I find myself breaking into a sweat. They terrify me. I was born in Iowa, and our family lived in a cute little house that had a small orchard in … More Crushing Evil
