Grandmas House Part 5 Page

the back of the photo says: “she wanted to stay. you wanted to leave. we listened to you.”

but i don’t remember closing them.

i don't remember winding it.

i found a box in the attic labeled “don’t open until i’m gone.” inside: a photo of me. age 7. except i never stood in front of that fireplace. and i never had a twin.

no one was there.

and the chair? it just started rocking again.

i’m not alone here. i never was. Want me to turn this into a fake Reddit nosleep post or a tweet thread instead? grandmas house part 5

grandma’s rocking chair was moving when i came downstairs. slow. gentle. like someone had just stood up.