I am scared to death. 9 years ago they finally let me out, and i

Was just beginning to feel better. i am not myself any longer.

I guess you could not even recognize my face if you saw me now.

That phone call 2 hours ago has torn me apart. it was grandma.

She invited me back to the old house. i do not want to go back,

But i must. maybe you will understand my fear if i tell

You what happened during my childhood.



18 years ago i was living with my mother and

My sister missy in grandma's old house. i had

Been told that grandma was away on a long vacation,

And that she would soon return. she did.



I have later found out that she was actually being released

From that same asylum. "she's insane", they said, when she

Kept on babbling about "them". i still cannot make up

My mind about who really did separate grandpa's head

From his shoulders. you see, "they" were always so

Nice to me.



Anyway, time is short and i must leave for the old

House. so here is what happened 18 years ago. and

In case we never see each other again, at least you

Will know why.



I bet we are going to have tea.

K.d. 3-12-87


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