My Grandma has been stuck in this hooded figure that I’m not going to approach.
I’m worried that i’ll get possed by it if i try to save her. There was an old tale about this figure, it will possess you if you touch it, or go anywhere near it. ”It’s just a lame story.” I thought to myself.
UNTIL . . .
But i went to touch it, just to proove to my friends that I’m not lame. I felt like it looked at me even though it had no face.
I felt like my Grandma said ”HELP.”
But maybe it was just a dream. . .