Last night there were horrible storms. Lightning flashed every like, 5 seconds, not joking! And there were huge claps of thunder and lots of rain. It was crazy.

Really dark clouds that moved right above my house while me, my dad, and my mom watched the lightning.
At our yard sale, a lady that lived in my house two people before us told me and my mom about it when she lived here. She said a ghost named Kathryn/Katherine lives in my attic. The neighbor girl used to see her in the half moon window on the right side of my house and her kids saw her walk from the bathroom to the attic steps. Also, one time her two year old son was crying and she carried him downstairs on the first night they lived here so he wouldn’t wake up her other kids. She didn’t know they steps well and there was still a step but she missed it and almost fell but she felt two hands on her shoulders to prevent her from falling. THEN, she kept her recipe books that she didn’t use often in the top shelf of these really tall cabinets in the kitchen, and one day she was looking for a recipe and on top of the book she needed was a handwritten recipe book. I think its so cool! We’ve had freaky things like that, but more subtle. Its awesome to live with a ghost!
I’m pretty sure I’m going to the demolition derby tonight! I love mud and old junky cars crashing into each other. I hope it doesn’t rain out. I haven’t been there in forever! I’m such a hick. LOL. :)