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Two Hogs 🐷🐷 Approved of my Story
or the night when I scared a boy sh#tless
It was dark in the old shed.
I could barely distinguish the faces of the 50 people on wooden benches in front of me. I was standing next to the pig pen in the corner of the shed.
Every minute or so, one of the two enormous hogs grunted loudly.
I felt great; I never had pigs approve of my story before.
It was a scary story, but not too frightening for the kids in the front rows.
At the end of the story, I went in for the jump scare. I lowered my voice, made myself small, slowed down…
A shock went through the kids; some screamed, some laughed.
One 8-year-old boy yelled, ran to the back of the shed, jumped on his mother’s lap, and hid his head in her bosom.
Luckily, just then, one of the hogs started loudly drinking from the water supply and deflected the attention away from the boy.
When everybody left the shed, I approached the boy to check he was still okay. He looked at me with bewildered eyes but also with a big smile on his face. His mum was laughing, too. All was fine.
I can’t help you find hogs for some grunting approval next time you tell a story, teach, or give a presentation. 😊
However, I can give you some tips on how to do a jumpscare (link to site).