One dark cold night Quinton was taking a shortcut home. It was very late, and su
February 3, 2007 9:50pm CST
One dark cold night Quinton was taking a shortcut home. It was very late, and suddenly the cry of an owl pierced the darkness. The noise must have scared the pants off Quinton for he began to run. "I wasn't scared. I was just in a rush to get home," he said. I didn't believe him. When something frightens or scares the pants off us, we are well and truly frightened!