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Ever have a traumatic, horrific event occur in your life? Did you feel like the main character in a Steven King book? Share your experiences here...
I'll start. Bwhahahahaha!!!!!
After a few hours of bickering, my husband and I broke our vow to never go to bed angry. Fuming, I lay in bed next to him. My plan to ignore him backfired, as he apparently thought of the same idea. After a solid fifteen minutes of the silent treatment, I caved in first.
I gave him a piece of my mind and he gave it right back. We raised our voices (a seldom event in our house) and as I was yelling at him, I glanced down the hallway. I could not believe what was before my eyes.
I brilliant blue light drifted at the opposite end of the hall. My husband, not having seen it, continued his rant. The louder and angrier he became, the closer and brighter the light got. Scared out of my wits at the omen before me, I nudged his arm. He turned to see the light floating toward the bedroom and immediately went pale. When I asked him if he saw it too, he simply shook his head. No response seemed appropriate.
Fear of a poltergeist put our anger on pause, and as quickly as the light appeared, it vanished. We never went to bed angry again.
I'll start. Bwhahahahaha!!!!!
After a few hours of bickering, my husband and I broke our vow to never go to bed angry. Fuming, I lay in bed next to him. My plan to ignore him backfired, as he apparently thought of the same idea. After a solid fifteen minutes of the silent treatment, I caved in first.
I gave him a piece of my mind and he gave it right back. We raised our voices (a seldom event in our house) and as I was yelling at him, I glanced down the hallway. I could not believe what was before my eyes.
I brilliant blue light drifted at the opposite end of the hall. My husband, not having seen it, continued his rant. The louder and angrier he became, the closer and brighter the light got. Scared out of my wits at the omen before me, I nudged his arm. He turned to see the light floating toward the bedroom and immediately went pale. When I asked him if he saw it too, he simply shook his head. No response seemed appropriate.
Fear of a poltergeist put our anger on pause, and as quickly as the light appeared, it vanished. We never went to bed angry again.