It's that time of year again. Spooky stories would be much appreciated please.
Mine is very mild, I lost my mum 1995, 2 years before my first ds. We moved into this house in 1998 when ds was 7 months old. As he got older he would always wave to a certain corner in the hall, a well lit corner right by the front door. We were driving somewhere one day when he was about 2 1/2 and bohemian rhapsody came on the radio. He knew every word, my mum was the biggest queen fan and this was her song. He very often sat playing in the hall with the lady and when I showed him a photo of my mum he was shouting lady lady! Spooked us right out, but in a nice way