i don't know if anyone else hear of this: but on friday the 13th(that just was) there was a man(i should have kept the news paper this was in, so sorry i don't have a source, but i swear that it's true!!!!) well there was a man, who was very superstistious(sp?), so he asked for the day of from work. and he got the day of, but when he was home all day, he was killed by a wasp in his kitchen. it had come through his window or something... it was a very agressive killer wasp... when stuff like this happend, i think it's ment to be
when i was in high school i read this whole book that was just about the no.13... lots of fun stuff... like in the old days, if there were 13 people eating dinner together, there was a myth that said that the last person to be seated would die, and the book said that in some cases they accualy did, die sortlky after.. but that might be a coincedent. and you know when there used to be 13 months in a year, the book said, that they removed the 13th month cause more people died in that month.. apperantly 😉
when my father and his (lovely!!!) sisters were young, their father met this new woman, who he had a nother kid with... and i always called my farfar(fathers father.. a granpa...) for bessa, so i called her åse bessa(er name was åse😉) well anyways.. one friday the 13th, alot of years ago, she had a very bad car accident..
my childhood best friend, is born on friday the 13 of july 1984(a yaer and a day after me LOL)....
