twittering tales

Twittering Tale: Grandma’s Chest

The chest lay untouched.

All us cousins knew we weren’t to go near it. Grandma had made that clear. However, on a boozy night, our curiousity got the better of us. I accepted the dare to open it. There lay grandpa’s corpse, one eye staring at us.

A knife plunged through the other.


Character Count: 280

Prompt:

Twittering Tales #154 – 17 September 2019

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