As a kid, I loved making the back hallway of my family’s home into a haunted house for my poor, unsuspecting younger sisters. Man, how they’d scream when that rocking chair witch started to cackle. If I’d rigged a skeleton to pop out of a cradle–ooh, wee–I think my siblings would have fallen into a shock-induced coma. How rad would that be?!
The Haunting
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