Me and Beth spend the rest of the day sleeping, waking only when it is time to set the table for dinner. We sit in our appointed seats, staring at Hillary's empty seat. We hear the door open and Kaleb and him walk down the steps, tupperware tubs full of some sort of stew placed in the middle of the table. He pipes up, dishing us our portions of the stew. “Now girls, I know that we have lost a very valuable member of our family, but I want to eat in memory of our dear Hillary, who may be gone but is far from forgotten .” He talks like he didn't kill her, I think spitefully, watching him dig into his stew with a bit too much eagerness. I look at the fatty meat swimming in the gravy and I gasp. My whole world seems to spin as I realise. “It's Hillary! You're eating Hillary!” The world tilts and I pass out from all of the hyperventilating just as I see the basement door burst open.
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I will break you
HorrorSeventeen year old Jasmine Meadow just wants to go to a party. Little does she know that her life will soon change forever. Held captive by an unstable individual, Jasmine has to do everything in her power to hold on to her true self. Will she let h...
