Oh, my gosh, they made a movie out of the Bell Witch story. If you didn't attend any slumber parties in middle Tennessee in the mid-1980s, you're not going to understand how freaky this is! It was, like, the big dare to go stand in front of the mirror in complete darkness (usually in the bathroom of whoever's house the party was at) and say, "I hate you Bell Witch" I forget how many times and then you were supposed to feel her TAP YOU ON THE SHOULDER and you might see her in the mirror.
Now. All of this is of course total nonsense. But I still can't look in the bathroom mirror when it's dark. The real travesty is that we STUDIED the Bell Witch in school, usually around Halloween. She was from Adams, Tennessee. And I've managed to block out the rest. Creepy.





