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Think About Direction, Wonder Why
As I closed the bathroom door and turned out the last light in the house, I couldn't help but remind myself that I don't believe in the supernatural.
"The girl said you have to close your eyes, say 'Bloody Mary' nine times then turn around three times. Then you look in the mirror and you see Bloody Mary's face."
The kids at the bus stop had convinced Beth that this sort of thing was totally true and that she could do it and see for herself. We had spent the entire evening convincing her that it was bullshit. And now, here we were, Mom, Dad, and all four kids crammed into the bathroom making ourselves dizzy in the dark.
My eyes were pressed shut. Stupid. No one could have seen if I had them open but I wanted to everything by the book. It was the only way to prove to Beth that there was nothing to the hoax.
"Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! One... Two... Three"
We all turned and looked in the mirror.
"What do you see, sweetie?"
"Nothing..."
Then something unexpected happened. Her eyes lit up.
"Let's do it again!"
So happy was she that she was able to put her superstitions to rest by simply testing them. Maybe next, I should tell her to go pray so she can learn there's no such thing as imaginary friends.
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tempt whatever is out there? i would have been so scared! i remember going to jr. high school dances and going into the girls bathroom where we would turn out all the lights and call out to Bloody Mary. I looked only once and didn't see anything THAT time. but even now i can't pass a mirror when it's dark without thinking about BM and i try not to look too long just in case.