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Granny Fright As Jack entered the old dilapidated Victorian style mansion, all he could ponder to himself at that very moment was why was he here again? He knew that he came there for a reason, but what was that reason? It was only an abandoned mansion, sure it was cool and all but it was kind of creepy and was known to have the last reported sightings of missing people as well. Since he could not remember, he decided to leave, but then the unthinkable had happened. There in front of him was a grandma, sitting on a rocking chair. She was rocking lully, with a table containing two cups of tea and a picture of her seemingly holding Jack when he was younger. "Why hello sweetie, would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea with me?" she asked. Jack was having none of it. He ran out immediately into the nightly expanse called the outside, where he immediately regretted leaving his coat behind. He ran and ran, but he was seemingly lost, going from fields to orchards and trails with tales. Eventually, he finally came across something, it was a cemetery, nothing much. He still decided to pay a short visit though, because why not, right? There however would be the worst mistake of his life. He saw a gravestone, marked with his name, paired with a dug out hole and an empty open casket. He decided to flee, but he knew what would happen from there, that creepy old granny would drag him right with her into the grave. As a result, he instead turned around, immediately slashing at her with a pocket knife. However, instead of her, it was his friend, holding a Birthday card in one hand and cake in the other. Whoops. Written by: Dhruv Mohbe Word Count: 300 words Contest: Daily Flash Fiction Challenge |