Ok, my house that I grew up in had a lot of property...
Alright Mom, I'm ready for your story
Me, my sister, brother, mother and father lived in a Cape Cod style house. It was a two story home and on the second floor in this type of house, there are a lot of slanted ceilings where the bedrooms are. Unfortunately, I studied for my finals being backed up into one of these coves.
Why does he always interrupt me?
So what does this have to do with the restof the story?
My Mom had usually taken care of her families property with the rest of her family, but this specific time around 8th or 9th grade, she had to study for finals
IIIIII had my head down looking at paperwork, looking at my desk, and I had thought I saw something move out from the corner of my eye.
Oh My God
She studied for her finals using a desk that was set up in her room and she was almost trapped into a corner. It was difficult for her to get out due to the slanted walls and ceilings.
My Mom had banged her head on the ceiling, her elbow on her bed, and jumped back and sprinted out of her room.