Town Of Evil Sin

The old town

Connecticut, Elson town, around 4:30 pm, Saturday the 12th of February 1978.
These are the details of the worst week of my life. It is now 5 years later and I am finally able to talk about what happened that horrid week.

Elson town, a place where It can get cold and dark very quickly if you're not careful, a place where strange and dangerous things happen to those who aren't watching what hides in the forest nearby.

You see I was going to visit my aunt who was like a mother to me as my parents had died when I was very young, so she took me in as one of her own and made me feel as if I was really her son or at least like I mattered.

When I was in her care I would always ask why she didn't have children of her own, but I always got the same answer.
'Me and your uncle. . . we..we're working though some things at the moment'.

I now see that she was unable to concieve and she just didn't have a way of telling me as I was do young.

Nevertheless when I returned to the town I had grown up in, it seemed so dark and like all the joy had disappeared, the same can also be said for the house that I had lived in for at least 10 years of my life.

Even my aunt seemed so very sad and depressed, I know that her husband had died a couple months ago for as the doctors say 'unknown reasons' and that she wasn't coping too well, but I just didn't know that things were so bad.

I do hope that she gets better as she looks like a corpes. . . .

Hope you enjoyed the first part of my story, I know it's not much but I still hope that you like it and that it gets a lot f support. 😘