For about a year, in every photo of my sister, she was wearing cowboy boots. I doubt she was half so startled as this scene suggests. I had a nylon stocking over my face and the pointed head is an illusion created by the fold of the sheet. I think it is interesting that the Frosty the Snowman plastic “ornament” is already out on the end table. Or perhaps it is still there from the Xmas before. At any rate, short of field mice or spiders, this is as scary as it ever got at my house.
The prompt word today is “Scary.”