Day 29) What’s the spookiest thing you’ve ever done?

The spookiest thing I’ve ever done is walk in front of the Old McBrayer House. Nobody ain’t got no business walking in front of that place. The windows are all boarded up, and the shutters are hanging off the hinges. The front door is nailed closed – nailed! Kudzu’s done swallowed up the whole right side. To top it all off, the porch sags and the sidewalk is all busted up.

Now, hear me out. I don’t believe in ghosts. That’s just stupid. But that Old McBrayer House makes you wonder.

Last night I was walking back from Rosie’s house – I love that woman – and before I knew what I’d done I was about to walk right in front of the McBrayer place.

 I may have dropped out of high school, but I’m no dummy. I knew I shouldn’t have walked in front of that place. But I did.

Just as I was dead-center in front of that sagging porch, I saw smoke creeping out the chimney. The whole house was dark ‘cept for a soft glow of light coming out of one of those shuttered windows.

I don’t take no chances.

I ran.

I ran hard.

Huffing and puffing I crashed into the mailbox in front of my house. Didn’t even care about the pain. All I cared about was getting inside my house and as far away from that Old McBrayer House as fast as I could. Barely slept a wink last night.

Y’all know I love visiting my Rosie, but I may have to go in the daylight from now on.