Last night proved the existence of ghosts of demons.....or just science.
I was sitting in my room, when all of a sudden I hear the most crazy violent crash I've ever heard minus tv stuff. So I assume that the dogs have tipped over the bakers rack or torn down the Christmas tree. I run upstairs, screaming at them as I go, but when I go into the kitchen they are just sitting there, and nothing is broken.
So then I started freaking out, went and grabbed my trusty sword and started to investigate the house for what I assumed may be an intruder through a broken window.
Then I notice that the lights in my parents bathroom is flickering.
First thing I saw was glass.
Lots of fucking glass.
Turns out one of the six foot mirror that frame the bathtub broke. Not just broke, like freaking exploded into millions of pieces all over the place.
I have two theories on what happened:
1. An evil demon escaped from the mirror and will now rule my house through epic terror.
2. Because its on an outside wall, the wind cooled down the glue enough that it couldn't hold the weight of the mirror and it just let go.
Haha I'm hoping for two
But seriously, after 20 years, why did that thing have to fall off?
Plus the rents were out so I got to clean up all on my lonesome :(
No fun, the whole time whenever I heard a tiny noise I would jump back ten feet cause I was scared that the second mirror was going to come down on top of me haha
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