I don't do scary. Not in the movie theater, not on TV, not in books, not on Halloween. For.get.it. Because what happens is that I see black magic and then I can't sleep for 2 days and I am 100% convinced that Jason or Freddy or an escaped convict are going to get me. I can't even watch ghost hunting or psychic shows because I will work myself into a frenzy, sure that there is a poltergeist or dead old lady in the hallway.
I have been a scaredy cat my whole life. But I have never known true fear until yesterday. It started innocently enough. I was surfing Facebook, liking posts and reading inspirational verses. And then, like the devil riding in on a flaming demon, was this photo, posted by a sorority sister who was doing recon for a friend.
Let me preface this by saying it is real, it is alive, and it has TEETH. And it is not a Muppet. It was on someone's deck. And I ask you, in the name of all that is holy and good, what the HELL is this?! Do you see it's eyeball? It is like a little cartoon booger that jumped out of the TV and escaped into our world. Is it an alien scout looking for new water sources? Is it a mutant turtle from the sewers?
Whatever it is, homey ain't playin'. And I encourage anyone who encounters it to run like the wind. Because it will eat your brain.
Until next time, keep crowin' and wear closed-toe shoes at all times!