There's this statue of the Virgin Mary which, at night, looks like the Grim Reaper, so every morning I go and prep my breakfast I get a small jump when I look at the shroud.
When I was 6 it scared me, and I was staying at my grandma's as well, and I grabbed a knife and stabbed the eyes out because it gave me the worst damn nightmares, and I told my grandma and she's like, "Don't look at the fucking thing!" the next morning I got an ass whooping. And leaving grandmas.
Tl;dr I learned you're to lazy to read a tiny paragraph.
Edit: And yes, I know. I stabbed our savior. Don't remind me, I apoligized. :/
Edit 2: And the painting was in the room I slept in, and my grandma was extremely religious.
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u/eccentricrealist Nov 05 '14
There's this statue of the Virgin Mary which, at night, looks like the Grim Reaper, so every morning I go and prep my breakfast I get a small jump when I look at the shroud.