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Hold Your Breath

Old Lady Dour was reputedly known as a poor, begging recluse who only appeared at nighttime, and even then only when the moon was out. Whenever she made her rare ingressions, she donned an outfit of tattered and torn black clothing. 719 more words


My Younger Sister

I got a package today. It was the headstone for my younger sister, Sharon. She was born a little over 49 years ago. She was only a year and a few months younger than me. 382 more words

Day 7: Sacred Place

The only place I really feel her.  When her headstone was placed I finally felt at some peace.  I was so proud of the beautiful stone and engraving that I had plans of showing it off in a memorial service around the six month mark.   87 more words

Carol Decorates for Halloween

Drops of rain lay atop the headstone. Carol wiped them away with one slow caress. She smiled. This one felt right.

“An elegant choice,” said the gaunt man behind her. 785 more words

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