I returned to my computer work and moments later I heard the noise once again. I was beginning to get worried at this moment. I looked up at the ceiling, and I saw a slight crack, between two of the ceiling tiles.
Then another noise, and the crack got larger. I jumped back, shocked. I was afraid that something was up there...like maybe a bat, or a rat. It cracked some more, and I was then totally freaked out.
I exited the room, and five seconds after I got out of the room, the celing tiles all collapsed. It was kind of a domino affect. The weight of the few falling tiles pulled a whole bunch of others down as well. About fourty-two tiles were counted on the floor after the happening.
Afterwards I knew it couldn't have been a bat or a rat, because nothing came down except for tiles. If something would have been up there, it would have came down. So then I got to wondering...what could have caused that to fall? Spirits?
It was probably just water. Our shower leaks sometimes through the ceiling, and water was probably soaked up into the tiles, making them heavy, and finally after months and months, it couldn't hold any longer.
But, it always could have been spirits. My house is over one-hundred years old, there may be a spirit in this house. Plus, my mom got a painting that she finds cute. The young girl in it has very dark eyes... almost...demonic.
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-JD





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【Kai】
=]
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"Sticks and stones are hard on bones,
aimed with angry art,
words can sting like anything,
but silence breaks the heart"
"heartbroken & softspoken
so go on baby;
walk right past me.
I'm used to it."
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Yaoi/bl fangirl with limits and guidelines.
Are you ready for this? [link]
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Hey, Number 90 over at =Org-infinity!
I'm THE Mercurial Vexation, and don't you forget it!
"Are you ready for this?"
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Zydrate comes in a little glass vial
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery
And the Zydrate gun is pressed somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off it sparks and you're ready for surgery
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Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
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Dexter: "Broken glasses are uncool."
Douglas: "But a broken heart is uncooler."
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i don't really like girls myself, this i can tell, but my friend ~scotslegend she thinks they're swell.
very shortly i'll pass out then i'll go into a coma and then i'll die.
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