Harriet is fine with babysitting a strangers son. He is decent child to look after. But why does he insist that his imaginary friend, Elliot, is real? And why does he keep blaming him for the unexplainable things that go wrong in the house? And why do these unexplainable things keep happening? But Edward stared right past her shoulder and his eyes widened and widened. "Edward? What's wrong what are you looking at?" He didn't answer for quite some time but eventually he whispered. "Elliot." #83 in terror 🥇

Having a bad day? Need a good laugh? This book is just for you! (A compilation of jokes I have found online & offline. Credits goes to the many humorous authors.)