Falling Into Some Spooky Stories

I’ve only been to Niagara Falls once in my life. My parents took me and my little sister back in the early 1990’s. I think I was about six or seven years old at the time. I remember my sister being little and riding on the Maid of the Mist boat into the falls.

Memories Of Another Time

While I was in middle school, I was lucky enough to become friends with a girl in band class by the name of Heather. We both played flute in Ms. Hoell class. Not only were we friends, but our parents became great friends.

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