While Robert, Casey, and Georgia are trying to figure out how to work together, something sinister is happening at that house and it's attracting the attention of the neighbors and other people. Neighbors were gathering on the street in front of Robert’s home. They stood in horror as the bricks turned to pitch, and the… Continue reading The Blanket: The Demon and the Priest
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The Blanket: Pain
All families have their problems, but when you throw in an ancient evil. a father who never told his wife or daughter about it, and a grandmother who was never spoken about, you've got a fine mess that is up to the dad to sort out. How? The next day, Casey and Georgia were busy… Continue reading The Blanket: Pain
The Blanket: Georgia
Ah grandmothers, they are wonderful, aren't they? They spoil you when you're young and teach you lessons along the way. They comfort, soother, and laugh with you. In this story, Casey never knew her grandmother. Why? Well, I will let the story tell you that, my friends. Georgia swept the kitchen floor and moved the… Continue reading The Blanket: Georgia
The Blanket: Grandma’s House
Another chapter in the books. I am enjoying writing these as long as the inspiration is there. If you need to get caught up, click the link here. Casey lit the stove and put on the kettle. She opened a cupboard and took a packet of tea from one of the containers. “I could set… Continue reading The Blanket: Grandma’s House
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
The Cabin
...A Creepy Pasta https://open.spotify.com/episode/3BT2IpsdiJ8w8YBn08FlBg?si=_am9hn29SLGzwnTnN0LktQ I knew I shouldn't have taken that bet. Sue thought as she entered the musty cabin. The dust floated in swirls as the breeze followed her into the main room. There were cobwebs in the corners of the ceiling and a small pile of wood by the fireplace. She made her… Continue reading The Cabin