Chapter 7: The house at the end of the street had been empty for decades. Its windows were boarded, its garden overgrown. The neighbors said a family had lived there once, but nobody could agree on h
Dear Dreadful Diary, As I’m reaching the midway point of my trip I can’t help but reminisce about back home. Well, this place is home but my other home of course! They both have their positives and t
I have all sorts of warm feelings for this creature who just wants to be included in game night