Maybe it was Jose?

Hello my beloveds! I really should be studying right now, but it was sooooooo HOT today and I'm sooooo tired I don't feel like studying!!  I know, I know, I really need to buckledown and JUST DO IT!! But can I atleast take a little break to tell you about a funny, but kind of mean thing I did today?

So with Halloween around the corner and the nights getting darker and so forth, it's right around the time, the tricksters should start coming out of the woodwork.  I have to admit, I do have a bit of a mean streak in me, especially when it comes to messing with peoples heads, so this was especially enjoyable for me..teeeheeeheee!

It started innocently enough, with my godson spending the night at our house. He was getting ready for bed and I was in the livingroom on my ipad, when he all of a sudden quickly came into the room and told me, "I think this house is haunted?!"  I looked up from what I was doing and wasn't really sure what he said, because he kind of mumbled it, so I said, "What?!" Then my nephew told me that before he went to the bathroom, he was in his room (all our nephews and nieces fight over this extra room that we have, because that's where they stay when they come over, so we just call it all of their rooms) and before he went to take a shower, he noticed the fan was at the end of the desk and was going to fall, so he moved the fan to the middle of the desk and went to take a shower, but after he left the room, he heard a bang and when he went back to check what that sound was, he saw the fan on the floor!!  OOOOOoooohhhh Creepy right? Well for me, I'm used to living in old houses, so it wasn't any surprise to me.  I didn't even bother to look up at him and went back to doing what I was doing and just told him, "maybe it was Jose?"  He stood there kind of dumb founded and asked me, "What do you mean? Who's Jose?!!" I acted very nonchalant about the whole ordeal and was like, "you see my dear godson, where we live now, didn't exist way back when. This was all actually open space and just dirt and metal support beams.  My grandfather was the contractor that built this house and Jose was his second hand man who worked with and for my grandpa.  Jose was also homeless, so he would sleep under this house in the dirt and so my grandfather built this, the way it is now for him, so that he would have a warm place to sleep at night and some say that he never left this place."

I then looked up at him at this point with very serious eyes and looked straight into his for this next part. I even sat straight up and leaned a little closer to him for more dramatic effect and said,"you know, sometimes, when I'm alone here, I see him." My godsons eyes grew double their normal size as I continued.  "Yes, it's true, sometimes, I will just be sitting here on the couch, or I would be doing my chores and then I'll see someone in the hallway or standing in the doorway, and then when I turn and look again, there is no one there." My godson, half believing me, half not, was starting to freak out and responded with, "OH MY GOSH, WHY WOULD YOU TELL ME THAT?!!! NOW I'M NOT GOING TO SLEEP TONIGHT!!!".....I could of stopped there, but that's just not my style; I always need to finish what I start, so I went on." Don't you ever wonder why when you sleep the doors are closed and when you wake up in the morning they are open?" He responded with, "That's because you tuck us in and then leave the door open when you leave?" and I quickly rebut with, "nope, I always close them, because you told me you don't like sleeping with the doors open." He is now officially freaked out and wants to cry, he's twelve years old and is now looking over his shoulder to see if he sees anything supernatural!

On another note, all the above is actually true that I said, so I really wasn't lying to him, but I'm pretty sure there are logical explainations for it all....or is there...DUUUUUuuunnnn Duuunnnnnn DUUUUUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!! Until next time.......