After my first week living in this historic house I wrote a post about how it's haunted, citing mainly the fact that we have a medicine cabinet and none of our lights really work. I have settled in to the house since then. I am no longer weary of the tiny door to the attic at the foot of my bed nor the demon stove, which only seems to attack Marca.
I did, however, have a hard time sleeping a few nights ago because I dreamt that there were two children jostling me awake every hour or so to tell me something important.
They might be ghosts.
BUT if they are dream-children, this (according to DreamDictionary) means I am repressing my inner child, because I was mad that they were trying to wake me up. It could also mean that I need to wake up to my full potential, or something. You know. If you believe in that sort of thing.
(Dream interpretation, that is. Not ghost children.)
It is also possible that they are trying to tell me something. Like "stop eating tomatoes" or "you're going to start having problems with indigestion...oooOooOOoo" - which is entirely possible because I woke up with chest pain the next morning and was told it might be esophageal spasms.
Anyway, I named that post "Ghost Adventures: Charleston" because it was about ghosts, adventures, and being back in Charleston. But recently that post (and my blog, as a result) got a bit more attention when GHOST ADVENTURES CAME TO CHARLESTON.
Yep, they came here, stayed over night in a "haunted" jail a few blocks away from campus (that is now a school for textile arts and historic preservation) and caused a general ruckus. But unfortunately, I confused a few people with the title of that post, which of course was the second item when you Google searched "ghost adventures Charleston" or "ghost adventures in Charleston" etc.
ALSO, even though I had a HUGE paper due the next day, I knew I couldn't be in the same city with these guys and not try to see them. I didn't want to tell my grandchildren the story about how I almost met Zak Bagans, but decided it would be more prudent to spend my adventuring time in the library. So I went.
And there was nothing to see.
A few other fans meandering around the building, a mild greenish glow from a room upstairs, and dashed hopes. But at least we tried. At least we ventured. And I got the paper done, don't worry.
Though I am still a bit upset I didn't make a weird noise that could later be analyzed in slow motion and captioned to say "Die Zac" or "Go home" or "Boo hag's gonna get ya."
Tune in for the Charleston episode on Travel Channel on December 16th!
I did, however, have a hard time sleeping a few nights ago because I dreamt that there were two children jostling me awake every hour or so to tell me something important.
They might be ghosts.
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| sometimes, they don't even know they're ghosts. |
(Dream interpretation, that is. Not ghost children.)
It is also possible that they are trying to tell me something. Like "stop eating tomatoes" or "you're going to start having problems with indigestion...oooOooOOoo" - which is entirely possible because I woke up with chest pain the next morning and was told it might be esophageal spasms.
Anyway, I named that post "Ghost Adventures: Charleston" because it was about ghosts, adventures, and being back in Charleston. But recently that post (and my blog, as a result) got a bit more attention when GHOST ADVENTURES CAME TO CHARLESTON.
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| just a few honest guys in Ed Hardy t-shirts lookin to tell a story |
ALSO, even though I had a HUGE paper due the next day, I knew I couldn't be in the same city with these guys and not try to see them. I didn't want to tell my grandchildren the story about how I almost met Zak Bagans, but decided it would be more prudent to spend my adventuring time in the library. So I went.
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| staging a boo hag hanging at the jail. gotta love twit pics. |
A few other fans meandering around the building, a mild greenish glow from a room upstairs, and dashed hopes. But at least we tried. At least we ventured. And I got the paper done, don't worry.
Though I am still a bit upset I didn't make a weird noise that could later be analyzed in slow motion and captioned to say "Die Zac" or "Go home" or "Boo hag's gonna get ya."
Tune in for the Charleston episode on Travel Channel on December 16th!
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