Tiny Tales of Terror : The Dead of Night by Dean Kuch |
My daughter won't stop screaming or crying. I've done everything I can think of—everything I observed my wife doing before she decided to walk out on us. It always worked for her. She's constantly awakening me in the dead of night. I'm a security guard over at Macum's Mill—on the morning shift. I gotta get some sleep. I know what you're thinking. Hire some help so I get some much needed rest, right? How much money do you think I pull in a week? I visited my daughter's grave today to ask her to stop. It didn't help.
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