Boo!

Today, some lady on the bus (my new FAVORITE form of transportation) told me I need to learn French and that I should carry a dictionary around. Thank you?

I was at the park yesterday and a pigeon was walking around my bench, sneezing. Truth.

Also, interesting fact, my room is haunted. Yeah, no big deal. We {my parents and I} have decided that it is MC's sons who have passed away. Things in my room tend to move. On their own accord. At first, I thought I had some form of rodent infestation. Then I thought that gravity was being uncommonly forceful, in one concentrated spot. But tonight, with the help of my parents, we've decided that my room, and possibly the house, is inhabited by the lingering spirits of MC's sons, who both tragically passed away.

I know, I know. But I'm really not crazy.

I have a little night stand/drawers next to my bed {pictured above} and for some reason, things inside of it adjust and move without any visible influence. This is where I hear things moving the most. It has been happening for the past few months and I don't appreciate it. I'll also hear things on my shelf move and plastic bags crinkle. Yeah...

So if that weren't enough, I was talking with my parents and I mentioned that things in my room move. My mom, who stayed here for two weeks, told me that one night she woke up, wide awake, and heard something moving. IN MY BEDSIDE TABLE. Scared yet? Because I am. Then my parents started making scary faces and noises and saying "Madison! What's behind you!" So now I'll never sleep again. Awesome.

-M

I'm scared.