Why Out Houses Are The Worst Thing Ever

So we're on vacation, right? We'll, its a road trip, which,

It's a pretty nice experience, when there are all these siblings, and all these parents, and all this space (joke.)

But anyway, we got to the cabin. It was very quaint, and very...log. It was really big and there was PLENTY of space for everything, or so I thought.

Yeah, YEAH.

I have had a fear of out houses since before I had a fear of flushing toilets and turning on the shower with the door closed, which means, FOR A REALLY LONG TIME. I'm 100% scared of out houses, for who knows how many reasons. But the main reason is probably because they LOOK so innocent and out-door-sie.


 "Oh I'm really getting the woodsie experience now," you say as you walk up with your flashlight-phone (Spent three days on airplane mode because it saves the battery like no bodies business and there wasn't any service anyway. My phone turned from pretty much everything, to a clock and flashlight.)
And as you get closer you realize. . . this isn't what I signed up for. walk into this small house in the middle of the night in my most vulnerable state? In the middle of the woods? . . .alone?

But by the time we left (after 4 days) I'd gone from 100% scared to about 95% scared.


Though I only used it four times.


But, though I'm sure my mom would say it builds character or something (if 'building character' can also mean 'build nightmares' then sure!), but now that it's over and I can't say I miss it. Though the cabin was awesome, its sad that it held such flaws.


Never taking toilets for granted again.


-Michelle