THE END OF SAMARA MORGAN?
Not Likely.
Well, she had to emerge sometime. It seems Halloween is as good a time as any. Maybe the best..
Drippy little thing, isn't she?
I think she just wants a little hug. Then she'll leave you with your face all contorted as you die of fright
On the move
She's lovely in the moonlight. Until she comes up behind you
Let me come with youuuuu....
OR YOU COME WITH ME!
You didn't have any trick-or-treaters, right?
ReplyDelete-Jan
Haha - the above is a good question. She's very scary. Good job.
ReplyDeleteThis is my fourth Halloween at Standish Farm, and there has never been a trick or treater here. Several reasons for this. First, my road is very rural, has no sidewalks, and people speed down its extremely narrow track more often than not. Second, there are very few kids around here. Third, my dogs always announce anyone simply WALKING on the road with such volume that anyone would have pause to turn onto the driveway, much less knock at the door. Fourth, no one in New England uses their front door, especially in older homes. We all use the side door. My front door has a desk against it in the tiny interior 'porch,' what others call a foyer. To get to the side door, one must deal with the picket fence, gate, and the dogs behind it. None of these lead to an invitation to costumed goblins. But Standish Farm also has a reputation around here, that of a haunted house. Possibly because it's old, possibly because it has gone through periods as empty or derelict. Or possibly the locals know what actually DOES live here and allows me to do so. She lives (stays) above the living room, in one of the two upstairs unfinished rooms, and I knew she was there the first time I entered the house in 2012. I wouldn't go into that room after dark for almost two years, but now I feel she's accepted me, even to the point of liking me. I'll post something soon about what I've experienced here, and though I don't believe in such things, I don't take any chances, either. Superstition is poppycock. Knock on wood.
DeleteEspecially scary in the darkened yard. Were the dogs scared?
ReplyDeleteThe dogs only saw her from behind, as they looked out the front window of the kitchen, which they do all day. They were far more interested in the antics of the VERY busy squirrels trying to find the nuts they've buried in the lawn all summer and last year. She's now standing on the dryer in the mud room, ready to take her place in the attic (not above the living room), and they pay no attention to her there. It remains to be seen how I will react when I turn on the lights up there this winter, having forgotten she's there. My only question is what will I do with her now? I have no intention of doing the same progressive sculpture again.
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