Okay, so where was I? Oh, so there were some good times, here's a funny memory I have staying with my uncle and aunt and cousin. When we first arrived in the US, we stayed with my uncle and family in a small apt off of Norton Avenue. My uncle always had a wild imagination, so he would always tell us these wild stories of certain things... but his favorite story was about Big Foot... he came to America many years before the rest of us came, so he claims that in one of his previous residences, he ran into BIG FOOT ransacking his refrigerator... can't remember exactly the part about how he wasn't harmed in the process, but I think it had something to do with offering him a big piece of steak or something. Anyway, I'm not sure if he actually ran into him or he was just using this as our "boogie man". Anyway, one day, my cousin and I were home alone... we were probably like 5/6 years old... oh, and just so you know, my parents generation of Koreans did not believe in babysitters. It doesn't matter how old you are, you just stayed put and still while the adults are away. So anyway, my uncle left to take care of something and left us youngsters at home, alone. AND all of a sudden, we heard the most Gawd-Awful scratching and banging noise at our front door. My cousin and I took one look at the shaking door and we ran into the hall bathroom and locked ourselves in. Now the front door was an OLD HEAVY wooden/metal type door and whatever was on the other side was really BIG! Anyway, we're in the bathroom, which was located at the end of a hallway that had a toy trunk where my cousin's toys were... and so we hear all these toys being tossed around, cuz by now, whatever this THING was is INSIDE the apartment with us! And then the knob of the bathroom starts to rattle and the banging again at the door of the bathroom... which even thinking about it now, couldn't have been very thick or strong to keep the THING out for long! I mean, it made it through the front door, right??? I remembered praying ( I wasn't Christian then) but boy did I pray and make a pact with God that if he kept me safe, I'd never do anything bad again!
Okay, well, not that I've kept that pact, but as suddenly as the whole thing started, it abruptly ended. But we weren't taking any chances so we kept our butts inside the bathroom until we finally heard my uncle's voice on the other side of the door (about another 3-5 minutes). When we told him what happened, we were both in tears and then we checked out the front door and it was seriously clawed up! BUT, I do remember a strange twinkle in his eyes and some amusement on his face as he heard us out... so I am not sure if he was just messing with us himself. I've really never known my uncle to have that sort of sense of humor, but then again... he did have a strange mean streak in him so maybe it was him scaring the bejeezuz out of us! I will never know. Chances are, he wouldn't even fess up to it now.Love,
Me
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