At my father-in-law's house over the weekend I finally realized how close Halloween actually is. On Saturday morning I played with my nephew (who had spent the night at his grandparents) while my husband and father-in-law cooked breakfast. My father-in-law-, being a teacher, really wanted to get his class in the Halloween spirit. To do this, he asked my husband and I to decorate his classroom for this "scary" holiday. To put us in the mood, he decided he would play us an audio tape he always plays for his class.
As he put the tape in, he decided to preface it by setting the scene. Usually when he played this tape, he turned off all the lights in his classroom and had his students close their eyes. He then pushed play. Nothing had prepared me for what I heard.
The tape was a recording of an old radio show. This was the first time I had actually heard a radio show, so naturally I was interested. The man told his audience that he had been brought in for one purpose: to terrify us. He gave more of an introduction, saying that while he was no expert he did know some terrifying stories. He then proceeded to tell four or five scary stories. Now while these weren't really scary to a twenty-one year old, I could understand how they could be horrifying to a ten year old. Even at twenty-one, I found myself kind of freaked out. After several loud noises that scared my six-month old nephew, my father-in-law decided to turn it off. However, the damage was already done; I was freaked out.
About a half an hour later we went to the school to decorate my father-in-law's classroom. Now keep in mind that it's Saturday, so no one was there. My husband sent me into the teacher workroom (right across from his dad's classroom) to cut out some papers. I didn't want to be in there alone, but I figured I would suck it up so we could get out of there quicker. In the middle of cutting, the door opened and in walked another teacher. It scared me half to death. She asked me a couple questions (who I was helping, since I wasn't a teacher), then told me what shetaught. Luckily my husband overheard us and came into the workroom. By that time I was pretty freaked.
I thought things would go better once we were done at the school: I was wrong.
When we got back to my husband's parents' house, they were watching Disturbia with my sister- and brother-in-law. I tried not to watch it, but my husband wanted to see the end. Despite my efforts, I ended up seeing some of the scariest parts. After the movie was over, everyone left, my brother- and sister-in-law to go home and my husband and his parents to get a gift for grandma's birthday. I was too tired, so I decided to stay behind. Being alone in their house was really terrifying. I kept thinking that I heard noises, so I got even more freaked out. I was so happy when they finally got home.
My husband and I decided to watch all of Disturbia, since we had already seen the end. This time, I wasn't quite as scared, since I already knew what was going to happen at the end. When we went downstairs to go to bed, my husband decided to try and scare me by going in the storage room then coming out and saying "Boo!" Normally that isn't scary, but when I am freaked out I am easy to scare. At about midnight I crawled into bed with my husband next to me.
It had been one scary day, and to think it all started with a little audio tape.
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