Ashley McMahon
Joined July 2022
23 stories
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Aspiring writer, lackadaisical poet, disappointed idealist, formerly gifted child.
Trying to unlearn the lie of wasted potential.
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The youth
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. We were just children. So, the rules of our absent parents held as much authority as superstitious threats from the homeless crone across the street. The door didn't seem remarkable in any way, nothing about it warranted the constant flickering glances from my fundamentalist father. He would yell profanities at us for even going near it. My younger brother and I would joke that perhaps he caught the devil from that old crone in the park, keeping it locked up.
By Ashley McMahonabout a year ago in Horror
