https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Fritztown/Me, on everything that comes to mind, good, bad, or nothing in general.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Fritztown/911407A REAL HAUNTED HOUSE By Mary Smith It’s a cold fall day with a wind that works up a small whirlwind in the driveway gathering up dry leaves and dancing them one way then another and tossing them high and low. I get out of my car, holding a hand up to protect my face from the blowing debris and I...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Fritztown/911285The Flame By Mary Smith “Come on everyone!” the man shouted, although none needed to be told, “Come on I’ve got a fire going here, let’s gather round and warm ourselves tonight.” “Now, John,” one of the approaching men said, “You know that won’t do any good for us, it’s just too cold now. Besides...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Fritztown/911284Boys Night Out By Mary Smith The bony finger like branches of the trees thrash to and fro lashed by a gust that appears to be coming from the north with increasing strength. The dead leaves that have been loosened and propelled from the trees are wafted rattling and dancing all over the roadway...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Fritztown/911283The Wall Shadow By Mary Smith Maggie thought she heard a noise someplace in her room and muttered under her breath, “Damn it,” thinking, there goes a good night sleep again. Lately she has been getting up to use the bathroom several times a night because at seventy years old her bladder isn’t...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Fritztown/911282Boys Night Out By Mary Smith The bony finger like branches of the trees thrash to and fro lashed by a gust that appears to be coming from the north with increasing strength. The dead leaves that have been loosened and propelled from the trees are wafted rattling and dancing all over the roadway...