The house of horrors was at 1134 Porter Street. This is where things got really bad. We were no longer under the safety of my uncle.
"Abuse and perseverance of youth."
What it was like living with the abuse we suffered at the hands of my father.
Matthew Mallory is coming after us, and we have nowhere to hide.
When Robert came to get Charles for his watch it was pretty dark out and Charles had his plan set; as long as we can hear Clyde laughing and calling for Macy, I would know that Charles would be okay. I was so scared Charles would get caught, but he knows how to navigate woods and has a sense of direction. I kissed him goodbye and told him I loved him and he was off into the night quietly not to wake Robert or tip off Clyde. Charles took his pistol and a knife with him just in case; he was a good hunter.
"Camping story: How well do we really know anyone?"