Tonight, let’s walk among the ghosts of our childhood homes!

It’s a tale as old as time: A young family snags a great deal on a spacious old house. A bedroom for both kids, and room enough for an office or two! Big back yard to play in, imaginary friends with too much skin, shuffling footsteps in the night, and little doors that don’t lead where they should! It’s the American dream. Wait just a moment. What were those last few things again?

This story is called: I think my childhood home wants me back 

and was written by LavenderDuck