Maybe it was all hell breaking loose while we were gone, but Mom dropped trying to get me seen by a shrink and started looking up priests, psychics, and mediums. She was doing her best to fix whatever was going on, but the activity had slowed down to knocks and the occasional giggle. She never … Continue reading Morgan the Cursed: The Fix?
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Morgan, The Cursed: Part One
...or turning a snippet into another story. What happens when you're a child that can see what no others can? What if you live in a home infested with demons only you can see, and they torment you endlessly? Now, imagine you're Morgan... Morgan laid in her bed trying not to move. Her breaths were … Continue reading Morgan, The Cursed: Part One