How Many Classmates Did This Headless Little Girl Make Cry At School?

That’s terrifying. If that girl had walked into my elementary school when I was a kid I would’ve pooped my pants, cried and then ran home. The kids at her school had to be bawling all over the hallways. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great costume. It’s a super creative idea that probably took a bunch of time to make but it’s scary. I’m scared. I guarantee there were more than 10 calls made to parents that day to come pick their kid up from school because they had poop in their pants.

By the way, it turns out that I’m now scared of scary things. That might seem obvious but I didn’t used to be like this. I used to love scary movies and TV shows. I used to go to Mr. Movies in Cedar Rapids and rent every horror movie I could and consume them at a high rate then do it again. Yeah I’d get scared during the jumpy parts but the rest of it didn’t really effect me. Well that’s no longer the case. Last night I decided to flip on The Haunting of Hill House on Netflix because I heard KFC and Feits talking about it. And guess what? I watched two episodes and had to stop because I was so filled with fear and anxiety. It’s all about ghosts and haunted places and I couldn’t make it through more than two eps. I had to turn it off, pulled my feet away from the edge of the bed, curled up into the fetal position and laid there for 2 hours before I fell asleep. That never used to happen to me. Getting older stinks.