Thanks to Two Writing Teachers for providing a community for us to share our slice of life each week.
Today’s Little Ditty’s featured author challenged us to write a poem about a person, place, or thing which scared or spooked you as a child.
As a child, I was afraid of an old woman and her St. Bernand who lived in a house down the street from my house. In my mind’s eye, this house was the grandeur of the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. I was convinced this woman was a witch and that she would cast spells on the neighborhood houses. (The lights would be out at night).
Recently, I shared this with my childhood friend. She told me that before the house was torn down (after the woman’s death), she and her mother went inside and saw a pipe organ. I now want to see if I can find a photo of the place.