sandy point

years ago, my oldest older sister, ruth and her family were staying at an old river house---they were taking care of it most of the summer, in exchange for the experience of living there for the summer---i think my brother in law lewis was between jobs-

It was a beautiful old house with an amazing view of the river----

during that summer, my other sister martha and my brother bland and i came to stay with them—i think it was just for the weekend----my husband and my sister's were working— my brother was not married at the time---

we played cards –rode bikes, and sun- bathed in the abundant lounging chairs—it was a beautiful days--

but night time was a different story---my sister martha, bland and i were on the ground floor—ruth and all of her family slept in the upstairs----

the first night, none of us on the first floor were able to sleep—we all bumped into one another in the kitchen---we had the "willies" about the house-

what had seemed charming by day, was dreadful at night----

martha, (who by the way if you do go back and read my story “queenie's bequest” is “ellen”) was scared, which really made bland and me freak out---she was the intellect and level headed one---

she preceded to say that she had a dream or some sort of vision, or maybe she just thought it—i really can't recall for sure----but that all of our parents' children being in this one place, wouldn't it be awful if we all died together----- she felt it was going to be  maniac who  was coming to kill us one by one--

we were terrified all night long - we had convinced ourselves that martha's "feeling"--meant something awful and horrifying was going to happen to us--especially if we dared to try and sleep----

nothing happened to any of us during our visit---

not long after that summer---we heard that house burned down to the ground--

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this post was going to be my "s" day on the challenge----but changed it----sorry i have been busy lately--but wanted to share <3