The Most Terrifying Shed Ever…

So I said I was going to do it and I was not kidding.

This photo is of my little sister Teddy as she is about to walk in to the shed. I was at my Mom’s house I am thinking sometime in the summer. My two friends Joe and Jon Brandt were both with us as well. For some reason my mom thought we should show them the camper that we have in the Shed being stored. We didn’t have a flashlight at the time and it was very dark out. I was using my camera’s flash to light the way. Somehow the entire event was very creepy. None of us wanted to go into the shed in the dark, I have always been a little afraid of the dark and that shed at night is a pretty scary place. In the end it turned out to be sort of a daring contest trying to get each other to go in first. Teddy was obviously the one who manned up and went in.

That is the story how I remember it. It could be totally wrong, but I think that is just about how it went.

Stories

I was just now going through a bunch of my pictures on my computer, and I realize how much every single picture has a story. Not that every story is really all that meaningful but when I look at the pictures I imagine myself telling some imaginary person in my head the story behind it.

I have been thinking for a while of getting back into this whole blogging deal. I just don’t have the motivation to do it. I am thinking though of finding old pictures, posting them here and telling the story behind them. You might not like the stories, they may not be interesting to anyone but the people in them. Just getting them out though will make me feel little bit better.