When I was little, I used to love this show on PBS called the Magic Garden. It was hosted by the two hippie-ish women and part of the show was the magic story box. The trunk lid would open and close on its own in conjunction with this cheesey music and song. The trunk contained all these costumes and things and the women did a skit based on the things in the trunk. It seemed like the coolest thing at the time, but now I am wondering if this is what started my childhood delusions. For example, when I would go to the bathroom at night, I could see through from my bedroom door through the dining room and to the living room. It was really dark so i would be a little scared. I was like 8 at the time. So as I would be coming back to my room I would hurry to get back in with the door shut, since I thought I would see Jesus running from the living room, through the dining room, trying to catch me. The question I still cannot understand is why I was afraid of Jesus catching me?
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