So one night my niece and I stayed up way too late. She scared me, I trapped her in a blanket and held her captive in my legs, and crazy things ensued. But then I got her talking so I would always know where she was in the pitch blackness of my room, and this insane story about a ghost was born.
It began like this: Once upon a time there was a ghost who lived in a house. The end.
Just so you can get a sense for how this is about to go down.
So it's apparently also time for us to get ready for Halloween. Slow down, self, and enjoy summer and sunshine and warm deliciousness.
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