It’s happened. Shivers – our house is haunted and this time it’s not me running around with a sheet over my head oinking BOO.
It was bound to happen. We watch way too many ghost shows here at the Hotel Thompson. I know that’s how they found us. It had to be. I know you don’t believe this little pig so let me tell you what happened. Then, you can decide my friends. And, yes it was scary. I’m not saying anyone was more scared than the other but I saw daddy shaking a little. But, you didn’t hear that from me, okay pig winks.
Monday night, we are all in the front room watching television. Believe it or not, it wasn’t anything ghost related. We were actually watching b-rated horror movies on the SyFy channel… something about dinosaurs vs. crocosaurus – it’s beside the point.
We were all accounted for in the living room. Mouse Girl was sitting on the sofa with daddy. Me and Hemi were on the couch with mom. All of a sudden, we heard a pet toy squeak. Not once. Not twice. But THREE times. Out of the blue. We don’t even know where it came from. In fact, we don’t even have ‘squeaky’ toys in the house because someone… not mentioning names looking around all innocently… pulled all the squeakies out of the toys that we had. I really don’t know anything about that – maybe that was ghost related as well?
You talk about dead silence when that squeaking happened. You could have heard a tiny little mouse fart! We all just looked at each. I looked at Hemi. Hemi looked at Mouse Girl. Mouse Girl looked at daddy. Daddy looked at mom. Finally, mom said, “What in the heck was that?”
There was no explanation. We were all mystified and a little hesitant to turn the lights off and go to bed that night. I think mom even kept on the hallway night light.
So, there you go. I’m letting you decide. We have spooks at the Hotel Thompson. Who are we going to call and more importantly who is going to help?!