that's what it's like at #2 Auntie's house at night.
she lives in a rambler, her floors creak, there's a wooded area right behind her house, none of her neighbors leaves their porch lights on at night, and all the windows in the front of her house are a few inches from the ground.
baby bliss and i both agreed it's kinda scary to sleep over at #2 Auntie's.
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Sounds like a dream to me!
We live in a creaky 'ole house, too. My kids all think it's inhabited by ghosts.
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