2 thoughts on “The Days of Real Sport: The Haunted House”
One is on the wrong side of the fence…
They were doing the thing where they were goading each other into getting as close to the house as they could and then there was a loud *CRACK*.Report
There were a couple places like this in my hometown, at least before gentrification. As kids, when we walked by we always told ourselves little stories, both to frighten and to reassure…Report
One is on the wrong side of the fence…
They were doing the thing where they were goading each other into getting as close to the house as they could and then there was a loud *CRACK*.Report
There were a couple places like this in my hometown, at least before gentrification. As kids, when we walked by we always told ourselves little stories, both to frighten and to reassure…Report