I already shared my true story of the 13 crabs invading my mother's kitchen after she had poured vinegar on them. Don't you remember? These were real crabs, not imaginary ones, poor things.
I can think of something.(there's no smiley from Wickey)
I had a friend when I was at primary school and unfortunately she had a little brother. He was always teasing us. She then remembered that we should put an Indian mask in front of the door. Saltflovered.
Quiet. 😅
I swear this little boy will always have an imagination when eating crisps.
Maybe the chips ghost still lives in the bag, who knows ???
Sorry only the right hand. Stories are true or false. My stile. Have no power and time for whole stories - only words. If I am writing than noname. After lovesick and Hand-broken. Travelling circus is true. 😐
Hope you're readers are having some fun with this, I know I am. Looking forward to some more scary stories, Mark, keep em' Coming 😯 and will reStack ASAP 💯👍😱
When my daughter was a baby she saw a lot of things and had imaginary friends. But the one thing that made me very nervous was when my son was a baby. One time we were down south visiting and I was holding my son and my daughter who was about 6 years old at the time was sitting on the bed with me and then out of the blue she looked at the wall and then me and said mommy the kids in the wall wants me to give them the baby and I said what!! And said What kids who your cousins because they were in the next room and she said no those kids don't you see them and I looked at the wall and was like no and asked who are they and she said I don't know but they want me to take the baby and give him to them, so I hugged my son close to me and I said to her tell them no they can't have my baby this is my baby and I'm not giving him to them and she turned to the wall and repeated everything I said. After a few minutes I asked her are they still there and she said no they got mad and left because you wouldn't let me give them the baby. After that I was on edge and kept a close eye on my daughter until she got old enough not see anything anymore and to not remember.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=r8BBwr-Bce0
All of these daily stories about imaginary friends are the same.
Yes, many have the same flavor, do you have one to share?
I already shared my true story of the 13 crabs invading my mother's kitchen after she had poured vinegar on them. Don't you remember? These were real crabs, not imaginary ones, poor things.
Short but jarring! And Baba still might be … what? Watching?
Poor sister. 😔
I can think of something.(there's no smiley from Wickey)
I had a friend when I was at primary school and unfortunately she had a little brother. He was always teasing us. She then remembered that we should put an Indian mask in front of the door. Saltflovered.
Quiet. 😅
I swear this little boy will always have an imagination when eating crisps.
Maybe the chips ghost still lives in the bag, who knows ???
Hi, I'm not sure I understood your story, What happened after you put an indian mask in front of the door?
🚪That an open end. And not the whole story.
I am lovesick since Corona and armbrocken. Everything is dramatic for me. 😔
Sorry only the right hand. Stories are true or false. My stile. Have no power and time for whole stories - only words. If I am writing than noname. After lovesick and Hand-broken. Travelling circus is true. 😐
Hope you're readers are having some fun with this, I know I am. Looking forward to some more scary stories, Mark, keep em' Coming 😯 and will reStack ASAP 💯👍😱
When my daughter was a baby she saw a lot of things and had imaginary friends. But the one thing that made me very nervous was when my son was a baby. One time we were down south visiting and I was holding my son and my daughter who was about 6 years old at the time was sitting on the bed with me and then out of the blue she looked at the wall and then me and said mommy the kids in the wall wants me to give them the baby and I said what!! And said What kids who your cousins because they were in the next room and she said no those kids don't you see them and I looked at the wall and was like no and asked who are they and she said I don't know but they want me to take the baby and give him to them, so I hugged my son close to me and I said to her tell them no they can't have my baby this is my baby and I'm not giving him to them and she turned to the wall and repeated everything I said. After a few minutes I asked her are they still there and she said no they got mad and left because you wouldn't let me give them the baby. After that I was on edge and kept a close eye on my daughter until she got old enough not see anything anymore and to not remember.
Thank you, your story, "The Children In The Walls", is scheduled for 26th Feb 🤩