A Day In My House
A Day In My House1 min 106 1 min 106
Daddy, why all horror movies start and end with happiness and are filled will ugly ghosts in the middle? Baby, you are too small to understand it said, my dad.
This is a story that happened to me when I was little and cute. I and my family had a practice of praying every night before we sleep.
On that particular night, I along with my brother and my father were watching a horror movie at midnight. As I and my brother were small we slept so soon. In the midst of that night (around 2 AM), my mom heard someone crying. That cry was creepy enough to hear. My mother intended to protect us, so she hugged my brother and held me by her hand. My father was so strong and brave to move towards the creepy cry with the bible in his hand. As we arrived at the sound we saw the TV flashing.
Oops!!! That was just our cat which turned on the TV and scared us.