My brother has typically had a wild imagination.
- She could entertain herself for afternoons and afternoons on a singular fantasy or method that he fabricated.
It was actually quite fun to see what he would come up with periodically. Occasionally his imagination got a little out of control though. She has basically been reclaiming for afternoons because he fully convinced herself that our oil gas furnace down in the basement was haunted by the ghost of an evil demon. I suppose our oil gas furnace is just getting aged so it’s starting to make some unusual noises down in the basement, and occasionally every one of us can hear these roars from within the walls of the home. My brother had watched a horror mystery film the night before and when the oil gas furnace started to make noises, he instantly wanted to play detective and head to the basement to figure out what was going on. She tiptoed downstairs and peaked his head around the corner to see the oil gas furnace laying in the corner. She waited a few hours for the heating system to kick in again and the gas furnace shook so suddenly that he swore he could see a shadow move right across it. She screamed at the top of his lungs and ran upstairs while yelling that the gas furnace was haunted. My Mom had to go downstairs to investigate the situation for himself and show his that the aged machine just needs to be upgraded. She still believes that he saw something he shouldn’t have, and I truthfully might suppose her. Weird things happen in this house.