I had a plan.
I’d go home, relax a bit, read a bit while the sun was still out, then start dinner.
With every intention to follow through on my plan, I turned on the television.
Hooked on a movie, the sun set.
Afterwards, I started dinner, cleaned a bit, and walked a mile on the treadmill.
Well into the evening, I decided to pick up that book after all.
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The Title: The Carrow Haunt by Darcy Coats.
Not really one for horror novels since R.L. Stine’s Fear Street series of the late 90’s…don’t you dare try and guess my age 😀 …I wanted to try a spooky story.
::The Carrow Haunt tells the fictional tale of eight strangers’ 2 week stay in a defunct, rumoredly haunted, hotel. ::
I started reading on Saturday, and read a little more on Sunday before making a firm agreement with myself to only read when someone was home with me.
Eager to get back to the story, I caved on Tuesday NIGHT, and read one full chapter.
After that, a few things happened:
- I kept getting spooked by the 2 large mirrors in my bedroom, so I avoided them completely.
- My shadow on the ceiling, which I’d never noticed before, startled me. My OWN shadow, guys!
- The lights in my home flickered. They never do that unless there is a storm. And there was NO STORM.
- I awoke with a start every time I heard the smallest sound, so my quality of sleep equalled crap.
In conclusion, I’m a huge scaredy cat.
Also in conclusion, I think I’m going to read some more this evening while the sun is still out, even though I’ll be home alone. :D.
Wish me luck.
Happy Reading!
All the Best,
♥ Ash
P.S. Do you read spooky books? If so, what’s the spookiest book you’ve ever read?