The Gingerbread Houses of Horror
February 16th, 2010[12/16/2009]
Listen carefully, Katherine as I retell the most horrifying story I know….The Gingerbread Houses of Horror!
It started out as just another day at school…
But then…something out of the ordinary happened. A parent came in to help make gingerbread houses. This would not turn out to be a normal Wednesday…not at all…
Sure, everything seemed fine but that’s because I was being lulled into a false sense of security via an epic array of mind-clouding candies.
Now you’re thinking, ‘Maybe everything is fine. I should just ignore my overwhelming sense of dread.’
Sometimes you hear a noise, like a twig snap or a rustling of leaves…but when you hear nothing, that’s worse because you still feel it coming…
But it never did. So… here’s what my gingerbread house looked like, by the way:
Piglet Out
When I grow up, I’m gonna punch you in the face, James. -KG