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Wednesday, 03 October 2012

Nightmare on Elm Street (The Real Story)

By Dani Ferguson Phillips of The Cataract Club

When I was young, someone gave me a horrible old lady mask. It was a full head mask complete with long white straggly hair. This was one rough looking old gal complete with a wart on her chin.

Now I had been married only a few years at the time and Halloween was quickly approaching so I decided to play a trick on my young husband. He was a police officer and worked the night shift and slept during the day.

So one day while our daughters were in school, I put the old woman mask on my head, stripped down to my birthday suit and crawled into bed behind my husband. It didn't take long before he began to "stir" so to speak.

Just as he slowly rolled toward me, he opened his sleepy eyes. With a look of pure terror he began screaming like a ten-year-old girl. He threw himself off the bed and landed on all fours stuck between the bed and the wall while he continued to scream something like, "Oh God, oh God.”

I immediately thought he was going for his gun. Thank goodness it was in the top of the closet.

Wondering if I might have gone too far, I wasn't sure whether to run or freeze so I ripped off the mask and shoved it under the bed. I then started shouting over my husband, "What in the world is wrong with you?"

Somehow I was able to convince him that he had a nightmare. If I tried a stunt like that today I'd kill him for sure!

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