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Diary of a Kitty Kat #74 of 84

The thing about fear is... thump thump thump thump thump thump ...humans can get used to anything. thump thump thump thump thump thump thump Though, in all fairness, my mother never opened the door to see what was on the other side. She didn't want to know. Which brings us to the most amusing and intriguing story of the entire haunting. Before you'll understand fully why things went down the way they did, first you have to remember the year. it was 1979 or early 1980. cable TV was just taking off and barely offered any content. Most folks had only about 13ish channels. of those, only 3-5 were worth watching. VCRs, while available, were not in every household, and were still exceedingly expensive ($600-$1100+) and not very reliable. TV, when it was watched, was an event. folks would wait weeks, sometimes months for a show, jotting down the time so they wouldn't miss it. When it premiered, people got ready beforehand, lights dimmed, bathroom breaks taken, food and drink in hand, and ready to watch the whole thing, no distractions. why? Because reruns weren't as common or easy to find. Anything you missed, you missed, and it could be a year--or several--before you saw it again. And that was assuming you ever did. Many things were run once and never again. That night, my mom was ready. She'd waited weeks for this movie to come on, anticipating it almost daily. I was long since asleep, and she'd settled in for hard earned relaxation The movie started and-- thump thump thump thump thump thump She turned the movie up, but-- thump thump thump thump thump thump She turned it up again and-- thump thump thump thump thump thump This happened several more times, with her turning up the set and the footsteps on the stairs growing progressively louder each time, drowning out the movie-- thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump --until-- ENOUGH!!! I have been looking forward to this show for weeks. And after a 70 hour work week, I think I'm entitled! Now shut up and let me watch my show! There was not a peep from our ghost for the rest of the night. But matters continued to escalate. That insignificant snowball was getting huge, Fast... happy! BE mommy! Mommy! Who's the man in my doorway? ...definitely stronger, and possibly dangerous.