October is for scary stories.. Let’s go.. A flashback to another year…
Only in a Stauff life…so most people know our town house is haunted…we have made “friends” with whatever lives with us and all has been well…so last night about 11:30 Wyatt comes in my bedroom and yells “mom!!” As a phone flashlight is flung in my face. I am shocked and scared out of a semi deep sleep. Squinting at the spot light I say “geezus. What the hell is wrong, you scared the hell out of me!” He is spinning a story 100 miles an hour..”Well. You know when you get that feeling that there is someone in your room? Well I had that and I thought it was you. I said “mom, is that you?” And it ended up being J. I asked her what she was doing and she said dad told her to come into my room Then she sat down on my bed. I asked her when did Dad say that? She said last week. Mom I was so freaked out I pulled my feet up to ease away from her. I shined my light at her and she was just sitting there staring at the wall.” I am laughing so hard by now…part of me was secretly proud of his flashlight skills…I asked him where she was. He says “up there I guess, I told her I had to go get a drink of water, and I RAN down here. Something isn’t right with her” I told him, “she is talking in her sleep, you know she gets that way” he says.”Mom this is frickin freaky you have to come check on her”.. I say “Magee, come on, she does this when she gets tired” . He says, “uh yea, she has never gotten up and walked into my room and talked to me”… he had a point…I tell him, “true, but just go back to your bed”, I get a flashlight stare…so I go upstairs to see if J’s head is making circles..she is back in bed looking like she is sleeping.. I whisper “J” she says “uhhuh” , I say “whatcha doing?”, She says “I don’t know”, I say “go back to bed”, she says “ok”..I look at Magee “all is well chief, go to bed”. He stares at me “yea right, I get the crap scared out of me and I am supposed to go back to bed” . I am on my knees laughing…”Get some sleep tonight!”. It took about 15 mins to convince him to go to bed… I finally let him be and go back to my bed. all curled up, then I got that feeling someone is there…I looked up and there is Magee with his phone flashlight..looking for a blanket..camping on the couch. I asked him… “so…couldn’t do it huh”…he says a matter of factly… “nope…I am sleeping on the couch” I giggled my way to sleep…while repeating the Lord’s Prayer..
this am J comes stumbling downstairs rubbing her eyes.. she says “Why is Magee on the couch?” I laughed “he was afraid that we were living the conjuring last night and your head was spinning.” She looked at me and says, “hmm, I thought that was a dream”. Ummm what?