Beth Godfrey
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Grandma's Attic
Darkness fell as we arrived at my Grandma’s house. It was unseasonably cold for an autumn evening, but neither my parents nor I thought anything of the bitter chill as we entered the warm, welcoming home. The kitchen was full of the scents of a dinner nearly ready to be served, mugs of hot tea and coffee ready to warm our hands and bellies as we settled in the small living room.
By Beth Godfrey2 months ago in Horror
Black Box
I’m so tired. They should have found me by now; I’m not sure how long I’ve been here, but I’m starting to think that they’ve given up on me. They’re going to abandon me here, all alone in the woods, half submerged in the dirt. They have to find me. I have so much to tell them, so much information about what happened.
By Beth Godfrey2 years ago in Fiction
