Rodents Of Unusual Size
The Bad Seed. A must-see, even with the stupid tacked-on Hays Code ending.
I’ve been told about people, well, ok, relatives, that during the depression a child or two were buried in the yard after they died. (of natural causes and they were buried there because they were poor)
I think I’d be more creeped out by the fact that a young child was imagining a friend who had been chopped up by a man in a mask. Either that kid has been allowed to watch some movies she shouldn’t be watching or I’d sleep with one eye open if I lived in the same house with her.
Time to dig up my basement… wait… I don’t have one.
Guess my imaginary friend from when I was a kid must be burried somewhere else.
I don’t think they exist.
Well, at this point it’s just a creepy coincidence. But if ever authorities are able to verify that the deceased was a little black girl who was hacked up–well, that would be really creepy and would definitely get me to thinking.
Hell, it’s creepy anyway. Not that I am a big believer in ghosts (I’m open to the possibility, but am sceptical of most claims).