“Shhh!” she giggled. “It’s what he wants. Can’t you see that? He *wants* this.” “I don’t know, Mary. He’s turning purple. Can’t we go now?” “Shut up, you stupid weak baby!” She let go of the boy’s thoat, watched him gasping for air and sobbing. “Nora, I want you to find a rope. I think… Continue reading Children’s Games
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Death of My Only Friend: Part Three, Brother Beside Me
—-That wasn’t the last time Georgia scared me. I slept in Danny’s room for most other nights. He wasn’t big, and he couldn’t fight off dad. I didn’t think that I could either, whenever that time came.
Dinner
It has been over a month since Jimmy has been missing. Marilyn and Neil sat at Mr.Winchesters round dinner table to discuss the matter.