Chapter 3:

The Table of terrors: 31 Days of Dread

HG's horrid shorts


The Thumping Under the Floorboards is Rhythmic

A Mouth Full of Stolen Teeth

The Wallpaper is Breathing Again

Static That Sounds Like My Mother’s Sobbing

The Jar Where We Keep the Eyes

Inherited Guilt Has a Physical Form

The Mirror That Shows Who Is Behind You

A Symphony Played on Hollow Ribs

The Man Who Sewed His Shadow to Mine

Your Reflection Just Blinked

The Basement That Grows New Rooms

A Funeral for a Person Still Standing

The Script for Your Last Words

Something is Digging Up the Childhood Pets

The Ink That Tastes Like Old Blood

Why the Scarecrow is Facing the House

The Sound of a Door Unlocking from the Inside

A Collection of Scabs and Secrets

The Doll with the Human Pulse

Ten Fingers, But None of Them Mine

The Attic Where the Sun Never Reaches

God Left This Room a Long Time Ago

The Meat in the Fridge is Whispering

A Map of the Scars You Haven’t Gotten Yet

The Clock That Ticks Backwards to Your Birth

Don’t Look at the Gap Between the Bed and the Wall

The Postman Only Delivers Teeth

A Lullaby for the Unburied

The Skin You Outgrew is Still Moving

Everything You Love is Made of Wax

The Page That Writes Your Name in Real-Time