There’s something crawling on the ceiling!!

24 Aug

I woke up startled last night at 1:05am as Grant leaped up and over me out of bed. I turned over to see what the hell he was doing and he was half standing, half crouching – naked – peering up at the top of the bedroom window.

“What the hell are you doing?!!” I asked.

“There’s something crawling on the ceiling near the window!” he replied.

“What? Something crawling? What do you mean?”

“It’s there!”

“Oh my god. Turn on the light and look then. Fuck.”

He turned on the light. There was nothing on the ceiling.

“What the fuck. I swear there was something there. I saw it!”

“What was it?”

“I don’t know!”

Grant then stands on the bed and shakes the curtains. Nothing.

He then whips open the curtains. Standing full-length in front of the window (that faces the street and the houses 10 metres across from our house) – naked.

“What the fuck!”


“How could you see something? You’ve been asleep for an hour and you were sleeping on your stomach!!”

“I swear it was real.”

“So, what was it? A ceiling mouse or something?”


“You were sleeping. Like the time you screamed for me to wake up and sit up in bed with my knees pulled up because you swore something was at the foot of the bed. Remember? Sleeping.”

“Sorry babe.”

True story. It’s always an adventure sharing a bed with Grant!

3 Responses to “There’s something crawling on the ceiling!!”

  1. steve August 24, 2010 at 9:37 am #

    Hahaha that’s freaky!

  2. wnagele August 24, 2010 at 10:30 am #

    happens to myself all the time 🙂

  3. jolene August 25, 2010 at 10:48 pm #

    and me! spider dreams that have you pajama-falling into the hallway. leaves you feeling like the giant ceiling rat is in your brain instead.

    sweet dreams.

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