Published: May 3rd 2025, 6:00:09 pm
When I was a child, it was just me and my mother. We lived in a property owned by my grandma, an old, three-story farmhouse right at the fringe of the woods. It was far off the road, down a long, unlit, gravel driveway. It felt very isolated at night, being so distant from any other houses, set in an area that hadn't been inhabited for thirty years before we started living in it.
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