When I was younger, and had longer hair, I used to enjoy scaring my nieces and nephews. I invented a faceless, hairy monster called “Brake” who would show up whenever I wanted to have a good laugh. I used to wear a black robe, flip my then long hair on my face, put on glasses, and crawl on the floor from behind doors making low and scary sounds.

I remember when I was a kid, there was an older guy in our neighborhood who some times put on a black robe and a maimed gorilla mask and went around running and screaming. That used to freak me out so much and I always cried when I saw him, despite my mother’s attempts to assure me it was just a normal guy underneath the costume.

It is only now that I think I was doing something pretty cruel, and that I might have scarred these kids for life. Who would do such a thing for fun, except a demented aunt like me? But in my defense, I stopped doing “Brake” a long time ago.

And now I found a new monster! I made fake eyeballs like the ones I blogged about earlier today, and wore my brother’s bank-robber’s mask and put on a black hoodie. I am taking my scary activities online. Be afraid, be very afraid.

The tilted head pose and lack of facial features sort of remind me of Jason.

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