Holly felt a mysterious touch on her shoulder. "Are you another slave?" Said a girl voice. "Hello!?" Said Holly. "I'm behind you haha!" Holly turned around and saw a girl that looked her age maybe 1 year behind. "Why are you here? Oh! Excuse my Rudeness.. My name is Emma!" "I am one of grandma roses slaves." "S-slaves!?" Holly dropped to the floor. "Well, she doesn't let you go home.. " Emma said. "How did you find me?" Said Holly puzzled. "Grandma rose told me to go get you and tell you to go downstairs for your first whooping. Yes, she spanks you, and if you are VERY bad she kills you with a hanger on her tree in the darkness woods with fog!"
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Grandma Rose, the terrorist
Horrorthis story is about a grandma who kills children and abuses her poor husband. enjoy! 😘
