So, weird elevator noises, huh? Of course, my mom and dad, grandma and grandpa’s doesn’t have an elevator, but they have those creaky old stairs. They use to wake me up in the middle of the night with scary noises. But you know who was really scared? Your uncle Crosby. He would run into my room in the middle of the night convinced something was coming up the stairs to get him. So one night we set up a booby trap. After everyone else had gone to sleep we strung dental floss across the top of the stairs. Nothing was gonna get past us. We did catch something. You know what we caught? Your grandpa. He broke his nose, he grounded us for three weeks. And, sweetie, you know, it got less scary, and all of this will too.
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