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What happened to the rocks and Arthur?

The story so far........

It was a windy day up on .Parswood t'hill, Micheal and Jennifer had gone up to commune with the gods and goddesses... ( the stones were set in a circle)..and got blown off.

"Blow Me" said Arthur as he tried to get his liver and gravy pie ready for (his dinner)

The stew bubbled merrily in the cauldron as the three witches glare knowingly

Hocus, Pocus they said in chorus

by Traci H.

I was sitting on the couch in my living room watching TV. My family dog, a loving and faithful German Shepherd was laying on the floor in front of my feet. It was around 3:00 a.m. in the house - all quiet and everyone else was asleep. Out of the blue, I got a weird chill.

Then, that strange feeling came over me; you know the one you get when you feel like your being watched. My dog got up, lowered her head and began to growl and pace back and forth. The hair on the back of her neck stood straight up.

I sat there for a moment trying to shrug off that chill and watched my dog. She was visibly upset about something and I wondered if someone was walking around the house outside peeking in the windows.
This would explain the strong feeling I had of being watched.

Suddenly the hairs on my arms raised and I was covered with goose-bumps...and a feeling of irrational fear came over me.
I knew something strange was happening, and I really didn’t like it one bit.
I am one of those people that really have a fear of ghosts; I find
them unsettling and I don’t like weird things happening around me.
I called my dog back over to me and ordered her to come lay down next to me again.
My dog was my protector at that moment, and I knew that whatever I was feeling she was feeling the same thing; so I knew it wasn't my imagination.
Finally after a couple of seconds, the dog finally came over and stood beside me, but would not lay down as ordered. I even tried to push gently on her back end, to get her to lay down; but she just refused to do so.
I believe she felt that she needed to be on her guard and protect me, so I finally gave up trying to get her to lay down.
It made me feel better to feel the warmth of her body standing next to me.

There were a set of French doors that separated the living room from the foyer, and the stairs leading upstairs to where the bedrooms were.
These French doors were closed tightly and latched, so there could have been no breeze flowing through this doorway.
It was right around Christmas time and there were a set of Christmas bells hanging over the door on the living room side.
Suddenly, those bells shook hard as if someone had grabbed them, and shook them hard.
I was absolutely petrified! I felt like I could hardly catch my breath.
My dog stood there absolutely erect, like a statue with her eyes fixed on the door still growling.
Then all of a sudden, our family cat came streaking into the living room from the kitchen hissing; and dashed behind the couch.
Even my cat freaked out! Then as suddenly as it started, it went away. It was just gone…no, I didn’t imagine this, and neither did my dog or my cat!

TUT!...stop confusing us Hayley....that wos more than 7 words

..............right where we upto....

up the hill to the gods and godnesses in a semi circle eating liver and gravy pie.....through in a bottle of bailies and it sounds when BC went camping at stonehenge..

as the three witches *glares knowingly.....

I don't want stew Daffy!....I want what BC wos cooking....I am sure she has added some Baily's

Numbers and 7...now where wos we?

The story so far........

It was a windy day up on .Parswood t'hill, Micheal and Jennifer had gone up to commune with the gods and goddesses... ( the stones were set in a circle)..and got blown off.

"Blow Me" said Arthur as he tried to get his liver and gravy pie ready for (his dinner)

The stew bubbled merrily in the cauldron........

Sue x

Oh, that is alright then, *huge smile*

**outraged **

I meant Susanwithnumberswetdraws not you Daffy ...lol

*indignant* it is sooooooo only seven words!!

come to mine i have tons...................love reading.xx

thats more than 7 words......and Susan if you didnt iss in your pjs they would be dry *smirks* has TW done one in dicussed..

The stew bubbled merrily in the cauldron

I think 2 hoots has gone from here .Gawd knows where we are

oooo I'll have some of that BC...starving hungry I am

where we wos, wos me with wet jamas and no-one caring two hoots!

liver and gravy pie ready for

PMSL oops did I interrupt... Sowwy

**sings in very high screechy voice ** Ive got no strings to hold me down...



ermmm were was we?