Past the halfway mark and I’ve only missed a few. If I remember correctly, one was due to getting a hip fracture and one was me just being forgetful. That’s not too bad. Hopefully I have zero misses to finish up a year of Story a Day.
What would you do if evil came to your home? I picked up a pitchfork and fought back and I do not regret it.
I cowered at first, like anyone else. She wasn’t supposed to exist; she wasn’t supposed to be more than a story to frighten children. When the evil became real, tangible through death called down in fire and lightning, I believed. I hid from a god’s eyes and hoped to go unnoticed, but I lived merely because I feared dying at her hands.
Then the black and white mercenaries arrived. I do not know if they are human, for they seem to fear nothing.
Was it right to burn our homes down simply to kill her? I do not know, but what would you do if evil infested every board and shadow of your home?