Death's Embrace

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WAVERLY HILL SANATORIUM

I have received so many messages requesting me to make this post. After looking into it, I realized why. 

The hospital was always dedicated to the treatment of tuberculosis patients, a disease that was fairly common in the early 20th Century.

It is estimated that as many as 63,000 people died as the sanatorium. Those deaths coupled with the reports of severe mistreatment of patients and highly questionable experiments and procedures are ingredients for a haunted location.

One of the most famous things about is the death tunnel. So many people were dying because of tuberculosis, that this tunnel was used to carry the bodies out without other patients having to see them. 

In room 502 (episode feature in ghost hunters), it was said that there was a murder/suicide of a nurse.  

Legend says the nurse found out she was pregnant by the owner of the sanatorium without being married and had contracted tuberculosis, so she hanged herself with a light bulb wire outside the room she was in at the time.

Ghost investigators who have ventured into Waverly have reported a host of strange paranormal phenomena, including voices of unknown origin, isolated cold spots and unexplained shadows. Screams have been heard echoing in its now abandoned hallways, and fleeting apparitions have been encountered.

You can read about one investigation case here

This is just one example. And, I am not good at English.

I’m sorry if my English is hard to understand…

It is very good If you send the URL of my blog with the message.

But it’s so fucking ridiculous. The etiquette rules are: The person who arrives at the door first holds it open for the person who arrived second. A younger or more able-bodied person always holds the door for someone who is elderly or disabled. Someone with free hands should hold the door for someone whose hands are full carrying things. If you’re alone, you should always glance behind you and make sure there’s no one there so you don’t let a door slam in someone’s face out of obliviousness. You should always nod and smile at someone holding a door for you, and vice versa.

Full view b/c I can’t figure out why tumblr makes things fuzzy D:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EREN. Levi got you a new jacket ;P

"It started with an argument, and ended with a contract"

Levi: goddammit kid. You’re reckless, you don’t think… and you look like a bloody carrot!

Eren: I just give it my all old man! Why should I hold anything back? And if you don’t like how I look, maybe you should dress me eh?

Levi: Tch. Fine. Consider yourself a face of Legion then…don’t do anything I wouldn’t do…

Eren: What…just happened Marco?

Marco: I’m not sure Eren, but I’m pretty sure you just got sponsored by the biggest name in snowboarding…

The background here: my girlfriend had a 1944 dollhouse that she grew up with, and acquired bits of ‘furniture’ to make the experience more real. We were just down at her mom’s place for the holidays and, feeling nostalgic, she set up the bedroom. Her cat, Sunny, being the quirky thing that she is, finds new things interesting and manifests this curiosity by lying on them. These pics capture that moment: a small doll house bedroom with a gigantic Maine Coon, head resting on the pillow and everything. The first pic caught her getting comfortable, with her tongue just sticking out of her mouth.