I grew up in a small house. Had to share a room with my brother. We had bunk beds. He would tie fishing string to a shirt (or whatever) on the floor and then when it was dark he’d pull the string a little and say “there! Did you see it move?!” And I would be terrified.
I grew up in a small house. Had to share a room with my brother. We had bunk beds. He would tie fishing string to a shirt (or whatever) on the floor and then when it was dark he’d pull the string a little and say “there! Did you see it move?!” And I would be terrified.