June 11, 2009

The Visit Of My Grandmother’s Dead Friend

Whenever I visited my grandmother I’d watch TV in the basement, I’d always have this weird feeling of being watched, I always felt sad whenever I went down there.

Here is my story.

It was New Years and my family and I were sleeping over at my grandmother’s house. My younger brother and I were…

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