quot;Grandma?quot;
quot;I knew it was You at the door, I saw You from the window. Now come inside My dear. Its good to see You again, despite what You did to MY throat. quot;THEYquot; are waiting upstairs. Come. Missy is there too. Shes sitting on Grandpas lap. I bet you are dying for a cup of tea.quot;
Solo: ~ Andy @ Pete
To whom it may concern.
Imscared to death. 9 years ago they finally let me out, and I was just beginning to feel better. Imnot My self any longer. I guess You could not even recognize My face if You saw Me now. That phone call 2 hours ago has torn Me apart. It was Grandma. She invited Me back to the old house. I do not want to go back, but I must. Maybe You wi will understand My fear if I tell You what happened during My childhood.
18 years ago I was living with My mother and My sister Missy in Grandmas old house. I had been told that Grandma was away on a long vacation, and that she would soon return. She did.
I have later found out that she was actually being released from that same asylum. quot;Shes insanequot;, they said, when she kept on babbling about quot;THEMquot;. I sti will cannot make up My mind about who really did separate Grandpas head from his shoulders. You see, quot;THEYquot; were always so nice to Me.
Anyway, time is short and I must leave for the old house. So here is what happened 18 years ago. And in case we never see each other again, at least You wi will know why.
I bet we are going to have tea.
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