When I was twelve , and thirteen years old , I was a basketball player and fan. I liked the Lakers , and the UCLA bruins. I remember staying up late on Friday and Saturday nights to watch Bruins basketball when mom and dad were next door playing games with Dorothy and Stan. I would also watch Alfred Hitchcock , and The Sixth Sense. While watching Hitchcock and Sixth Sense , my imagination often ran wild. Sometimes I would hear footsteps on the front porch , and sounds of the house settling became sounds of someone knocking or trying to break in.
One night while watching something scary , I heard a scream. I almost jumped through the ceiling - literally. It hadn't come from the television. It came from next door. Later mom told me it was Dana Grinter. Apparently she'd awakened during the night to discover that her sister , Dawn , was not there.
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